The nominal negotiation between the two countries in this hall ended quickly. The figures belonging to Duan Qing and Anyu Ninglan then appeared again in the center of the square outside the Hall of Heroes. They looked around each other.
The streets that were still full of soldiers gathered together, and finally all the hostile sights coming from them were blocked by the movement of lowering their heads. The rain curtain from the central square also became stronger as the magic light curtain strengthened.
It was a bit sparse, but on the contrary, the increasingly turbulent rainwater gathered near the central fountain. Guided by the ditches on both sides of the bluestone road, they continued to roll past Duan Qing's feet, and finally took a circling trajectory.
It stirred with the spring water in the central fountain: "...If I have the chance, I would really like to see up close how the city's waterways work."
"Sir, you can go over and take a look now. They won't stop you."
"Let's forget it, there are so many pairs of eyes looking at us."
Shaking his head and rejecting Ciyu Ninglan's proposal, Duan Qing rubbed his nose and looked away from the surroundings of the fountain: "I'm afraid Tania's high-end technology is more than this. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the research. Normally
People will not allow us to study their core content, not to mention they are so hostile to us."
"It's just like what Foster just said, right?" Ninglan, who was on the side, replied with a smile: "What do you think of this negotiation, sir?"
"I can understand his thinking."
Slowly recovering his feelings, Duan Qing lowered his head and carefully avoided the hostile gazes of the principality soldiers: "If there really is any blood feud, I will not give my enemies any good looks, let alone
Needless to say, when they shamelessly came over and asked, 'Why are you doing this to me?', you kindly described to them the details of the injuries you suffered."
"At least our investigation has made some progress." Dark language Ninglan smiled at Duan Qing: "This hatred may have really reached the point of blood feud."
"Based on what I know about Foster, he is not the kind of stingy person who sticks to hatred and grudges."
Gently covering his face, Duan Qing lowered his head and walked through the crowd in the square: "The reason that can force him to refuse to tell this fact must be some greater will from within the principality. They
We cannot forgive the Empire for what they did before, and they have even gathered this unwillingness to negotiate into a combined force that others dare not resist."
"In our real world, this kind of thing is called public opinion." There was an unconcealable twinkle in his eyes, and finally he slowly returned to his deep expression: "Whether Foster is real or not
Agreed with this matter, now he is not the one who dares to stand up and sing the opposite."
"You mean that the old man's anger just now was all his disguise?" Ningyu Ninglan smiled and blinked: "He was just acting it for us?"
"Who knows, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not." Duan Qing shrugged his shoulders: "In short, the result of the fact is that he cannot be the one who compromises with the empire and offers an olive branch in front of all the people of the principality.
The first guy, there are lessons learned from past experiences about the fate of such people."
"Are you referring to President Horsman?"
"That's right, the Horsman who took all the infamy away."
After crossing the intersection of another street and crossing two ditches and turbulent water, Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "Foster probably doesn't have that much courage. This meeting and negotiation are probably within the principality."
His will forced him to do this, and without this statement, his situation in the country might have been even worse than it is now."
"He is the oldest person in the parliament, and he is also the most powerful family among the nobility of the principality." Ningyu Ninglan tilted her head in confusion: "He shouldn't have fallen to this point, right?"
"In front of this power, things like family and seniority are insignificant." As if inspired, Duan Qing let out a long sigh: "I'm afraid that the example of Horsman, who controlled the entire principality, died in the end.
It will have a profound impact on the people of the principality. I don’t know if there is anyone behind this atmosphere, but at least for now, no one dares to risk the disdain of the world to approach us."
"Then what is the significance of this meeting between Fordson and us?" After a slight pause, Ciyu Ninglan astutely discovered the key to the problem: "He invited us to meet here for no reason. It can't be a change.
Fa'er wants to scare us, right?"
"Considering the background clues that the Fordson family has revealed, the answer to this question is easy to guess." Duan Qing shook his head and replied in a low voice: "It should be what he inadvertently revealed in his question.
A few weird places.”
"He seems to be very interested in a certain prophecy of our empire."
With the excuse of crossing two streets again, the gray-robed magician and the blue-and-white maid then arrived within the confines of Neil Street: "You may not know much about what happened that night in Redcar, the imperial capital, but
It seems that these people from the principality thousands of miles away have heard of it."
"They seemed to be very interested in the details of the mutation." Having said this, Duan Qing turned back and looked in the direction he came from: "At least that's what this Fordson looks like."
"There is indeed a prophecy here in the principality, but the content of that prophecy has been broken." Ninglan blinked her eyes again, recalling something in secret and whispered: "As Fordson who protects that prophecy,
The family should have discarded the content of that prophecy."
"God knows what this Tania city has left for them." Duan Qing made a helpless gesture: "But looking at the expression that the old man showed inadvertently, he seems to be a little anxious."
"……in a hurry?"
"Yes, something may be happening."
Lowering his head again, Duan Qing's thoughtful eyes began to become deeper and deeper: "From the time we set out to now, there have been inexplicable investigation team members, inexplicable attacks, one after another unidentified people, and people from
The inexplicable hostility of the principality... Everything seems to be pulled by a thread that we can't see, gradually implicating these unrelated things. These things may also be affecting the principality, in another way we know.
Invisible forms are holding us back.”
"If the difficulties we have encountered along the way are also applied to this group of principality people, the whole thing will become extremely lively." He looked up at the left and right sides of the street, as if he was looking for something:
"We have only seen half of it so far, and the other half is still fermenting in Tania City."
"The prophecy of the Fordson family is one clue, and the encounter of the Fool's Adventure Group should be another clue." Ningyu Ninglan also tried to sort it out: "Apart from these two clues, the rest are probably what we are facing.
Mysterious enemies, and their true identities...well."
"We're here, sir."
As if she understood what Duan Qing was looking for at this time, the maid extended her hand and pointed toward the street on the left. A guild station built with simple wooden materials was being followed by countless hangings.
The lanterns swayed in the sparse rain above their heads, accompanied by the men and women dressed in Jianghu who kept coming in and out of the residence appeared in front of them.
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"Go away! You are not welcome here!"
Some time later, on the afternoon of March 26, 796 in the New Calendar, the two figures belonging to Duan Qing were driven out of their homes by countless players from Jianghu Station. Almost all of them were close to full level, and then they hugged them.
The arms formed a circle, completely blocking the gate of the station that Duan Qing and the others just wanted to break into: "Go back, Imperial people!"
"Hey, hey, please don't be so uncooperative, okay?"
Duan Qing, who showed no sign of anger at all and stood up from the ground, slapped his body and replied in a casual voice: "I just want to have a little chat with your president, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
"Is the president of our Jianghu you can meet whenever you want?" One of the Jianghu disciples blocking the front looked at Duan Qing's face with a look of disdain: "Kicking you out is already the most polite way to treat you.
, otherwise you would still be standing here alive?"
"Well, if you look at it from the perspective of the enemy, you have indeed shown mercy." Duan Qing bent over and breathed twice: "But there is not only a hostile relationship between the principality and the empire, but also a hostile relationship.
Maybe he's an acquaintance."
"Are you acquaintances with Boss Duan?"
A warm voice then appeared in front of Duan Qing, accompanied by a swordsman player named Wu Xing Que Tu who pushed through the crowd and stepped into their sight: "But I've never heard of you,
This... Mr. Linyuan Duanshui?"
"Uh, trumpet, trumpet." Duan Qing replied with a dry smile: "You should know when we meet the president of your family."
"We have seen this kind of sloppy description more often. What do you think is the final fate of those who call themselves 'friends in the world'?" Walking slowly in front of Duan Qing, Wuxing Quetu put his hand down.
On the hilt of the sword at the waist: "And I also know the person next to you. Do you think that based on the relationship between us and her... do you think I will believe what you say?"
"Well, after all, the thing happened suddenly, and there is nothing I can do." Signaling the code to Ninglan to put away the dagger, Duan Qing scratched the back of his head and whispered: "I just hope we can communicate before things get worse, so as not to
It creates more misunderstandings, so"
"...The president is not here at the moment."
Looking at each other deeply, Wuxing Quetu finally withdrew his probing eyes from the two of them: "He can't meet you now."
"He's not here?" Duan Qing opened his eyes: "Where did he go?"
"If you are really his friend, then you should know where he is now." Wu Xing Que Tu slowly turned around: "Looking at your sincere attitude, there is something about your true identity.
, I’ll let you go first.”
"Wait, wait a minute!" He hurriedly shouted to stop the other party who was about to disappear into the station door with his people. Duan Qingfu lowered his voice again: "Can you answer me first about that Prince Chris? What is going on here?
what happened?"
"have no idea."
Walking back, he slowly stopped at the door. Wu Xing Que Tu turned around and pushed back the Jianghu congregation around him inside the door: "That matter is an internal secret of the principality, and currently not many players can know it.
"
"You are not an ordinary player force, you are a gang." Duan Qing's eyes gradually became serious: "If you don't even know, who else can know?"
"Of course he is the person involved." Looking up at Duan Qing's face, Wuxing Quetu lowered his head slightly with a look of disdain: "The world of Jianghu is not comprehensive, and the big guilds that cover the sky with one hand are not as big as you imagine.
If you want to find out the information, you'd better go find those people and ask them yourself."
"But...if I were an insider, I wouldn't tell you." Having said this, he turned around again, and then spread his arms forcefully to the side: "This kind of inside information is not something that can be revealed easily.
, only people who are not close friends or relatives have the opportunity to ask, and you "
"Are you familiar with us?"
The sound of a heavy door slamming in front of Duan Qing became the final sign of this extremely unfriendly exchange. Feeling the sense of distance, Duan Qing stared blankly at the ruthless wooden door for a while.
Finally, he turned his head helplessly: "Come on, this road won't work either."
"It seems that Jianghu really has no energy recently." Ningyu Ninglan, who was also standing aside, whispered something like this: "Not to mention Duan Fenglei, even the other two brothers didn't show up... They
They should all be busy with things outside."
"I understand." There was a look of realization in his eyes. Duan Qing then clapped his hands and turned around: "I don't know much about things outside, so I don't have a real feeling for this pressure. How is it outside now?
Already?"
"Ninglan is not very clear about the specific situation. Ninglan only occasionally heard Miss Yushang's men mention a few words." Ninglan replied in a low voice: "If sir, you are interested, Ninglan will help you to ask questions next time."
alright."
"No, there's no need to worry." Looking at both sides of the street where Jianghu is located, Duan Qing's eyes became confused: "It's not easy to get to this point. If we don't solve the mystery in front of us first,
I can’t even swallow this breath.”
"As for clues, Ninglan still remembers a place."
The quiet voice belonging to the maid then sounded beside Duan Qing. He turned around and saw the other person's heart-warming face smiling again: "Right at our feet."
"Are you talking about the underworld?"
His eyes hesitated for a while, but Duan Qing finally nodded slowly: "Okay, as long as you have money, you can find out any information there."
"The problem is how to start." He scratched his hair, and his tangled expression was hidden in the movement of turning around: "Both Hank and Wesel, their reputations with me have been cleared."
"If you go to them now, you'll probably end up in the same trap as before."
This chapter has been completed!