"Oh, by the way." Han Fei extended his hand to the people following him and introduced, "These are my friends, here to help rescue the prince."
"This is Wei Zhuang, the master disciple of Guigu." As he said this, Han Fei first pointed at the white-haired Wei Zhuang who was holding a shark-tooth sword and looking cold and arrogant.
"I've met Mr. Wei Zhuang." Mo Ya and Han Qiancheng greeted each other and said hello.
Although both of them knew Wei Zhuang's identity and existence, they still pretended to be hearing about it and meeting him for the first time.
Wei Zhuang simply nodded and accepted.
"This one is Miss Feiyan, a disciple of the Yin Yang family." Han Fei then talked about the second one, Feiyan, who was wearing a long skirt.
Although her attitude is not as cold as Wei Zhuang's, there is also a disdainful arrogance in her eyes.
Han Fei has a special status. Wei Zhuang is a descendant of Guigu. Gu Xun's strength far exceeds hers, so he will naturally look at her differently. But other people... we can roughly refer to Chen He, Mo Ya and Han Qiancheng are naturally
Classified as other people, she was not taken seriously by the arrogant and arrogant woman.
Both Han Qiancheng and Mo Ya could see the contempt deep in each other's eyes, but they were both sophisticated enough that no one would show dissatisfaction.
Han Qiancheng simply greeted him and said, "I've met Miss Feiyan."
Mo Ya smiled with a complicated meaning and said, "I didn't expect to meet the mysterious Yin Yang family disciples. It's really... such an honor."
He was very impressed by Fei Yan - he almost killed himself last time, how could he not be impressed?
Feiyan also understood where the other party's strange behavior came from, but...she didn't care.
"Haha!" Han Fei also knew about the grievances between these two people, so he laughed and moved the topic away to avoid embarrassment. After all, the two of them are now friends, "and the last three."
"This one is Dr. Gu Xungu, a miracle doctor who is well-known throughout the city. Next to him are his assistants, Mr. Chen He and Miss Yan Lingji."
The last ones Han Fei introduced were Gu Xun, Chen He, and Yan Lingji.
Mo Ya and Han Qiancheng still greet each other as usual.
However, the attitudes of the three heroes in the medical center were even worse than those of Wei Zhuang and Fei Yan, and no one paid any attention to them.
Chen He came here just to fight with Tianze. Who Mo Ya and Han Qiancheng are is none of his business!
Yan Lingji was only worried about Tianze and the others. She asked them to stay for a few days, so why didn't they stay idle for a moment?
As for Gu Xun, haha...
Han Fei knew in his heart that Mo Ya was most likely from Gu Xun, and he could treat him any way he wanted. However, Han Qiancheng was a generation younger than everyone present, so there was no need to care too much.
He looked around at the main entrance of the Prince's Mansion and the surrounding walls as if nothing had happened, and asked the two of them:
"It seems there is no defense, there are loopholes everywhere! Have you tried attacking?"
Han Qiancheng took a step forward and explained:
"Ninth Young Master doesn't know something. At this time, the Prince's Mansion is filled with the poisonous mist of Baiyue's rebellious King of Hundreds of Poisons. Our soldiers will soon be poisoned and lose the ability to move when they enter. The main gate is guarded by Wushuang Ghost, who has natural supernatural power and copper.
With skin and bones, the soldiers can't break through his defense."
"Hey! This sounds very troublesome..." Han Fei nodded seriously, looking very emotional, "Besides these two, are there any other enemies?"
"There are also the thief leader Tianze and the exorcist." Han Qiancheng continued to explain. Although everyone including him knew that Han Fei was deliberately putting aside his acting, he still had to cooperate. After all, who else
Aren’t you here to act?
"The Exorcist can drive corpses to fight for him. He has transformed the defenders of the Prince's Palace into corpse soldiers and wandered around the palace."
Yan Lingji glanced at Han Qiancheng at this time, wondering if she should find an opportunity to cremate him.
Han Fei, the on-site commander, showed an even more troubled expression on his face, "For these strange people from Baiyue, ordinary imperial guardsmen will die if they just go up to them. It's really not worth it. We have to prescribe the right medicine and send experts to clear the way first."
As he said that, Han Fei looked at Mo Crow and said, "General Mo Crow, I've heard a long time ago that you have unrivaled light skills and are the best in the city. I wonder if you would like to take a trip?"
Mo Ya cupped his fists and saluted: "Mo Ya is ordered to obey the orders of the Ninth Young Master, so naturally he is willing."
"But there's nothing I can do against that invulnerable incomparable ghost."
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Han Fei continued with a smile, "I'm definitely not asking you to go alone."
"Brother Wei Zhuang and Brother Chen He, are you two coming together?" Han Fei extended his hand toward the Prince's Mansion and invited.
Wei Zhuang, Chen He and others were both taciturn people. After hearing Han Fei's words, they went straight to the main entrance of the Prince's Mansion without saying a word.
Mo Crow saw this and stepped up to follow.
Han Fei then said to Han Qiancheng:
"Qiancheng, the three of them are leading the way, and you and the imperial army are behind to attack the prince's mansion, and work together to clear out the rebels and rescue the prince."
"Yes." Han Qiancheng accepted the order first, and then asked, "But Ninth Young Master, how to solve the problem of poisonous mist?"
Upon hearing this, Han Fei turned his attention to Gu Xun.
Gu Xun took out a large porcelain vase at the right time, threw it to Han Fei, and warned:
"After adding water, soak the linen cloth in it for a while and wrap it around your face."
"I also went in to take a look, you can play outside by yourself." After saying that, Gu Xun and Yan Lingji also walked towards the door.
Han Qiancheng pretended to be concerned and said:
"Ninth Young Master, do you need me to send a team of forbidden troops to protect Doctor Gu?"
"Haha, no need." Han Fei glanced at Han Qiancheng, who was acting pretentious, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He is worthy of being his fourth brother's adopted son. He really can perform a full range of acting.
"Miss Feiyan, are you waiting here with us for Brother Wei Zhuang and the others to get the results, or... are you going in too?" Han Fei asked the last remaining Feiyan.
Feiyan glanced at Gu Xun's back with her narrow phoenix eyes, and replied softly:
"Since they are all gone, I am no longer alone outside."
After saying that, Feiyan also left, but she was different from others. She took a step out with special effects, and her figure disappeared, leaving only a few rays of golden light shining, but the person was gone.
Han Fei looked at Zhang Liang beside him - Zhang Liang needs no introduction, he is the son of the Zhang family - smacked his lips and said: "Zifang, please keep an eye on what's going to happen next. I'll go back and take a nap first.
I didn't sleep all night last night, I was so sleepy."
Perhaps in line with his words, Han Fei stretched and yawned, then ignored Han Qiancheng's gesture and left.
Now that there is no one around who can fight, Han Fei will not stay here. God knows if someone will do something evil.
"Ninth Young Master, Ninth Young Master!" Han Qiancheng stretched out his hand and waved, shouting, trying to call Han Fei back, but it was in vain.
He had no choice but to turn his attention to Zhang Liang and said anxiously:
"Master Zhang, rescuing the prince is of great importance. How can the ninth master..."
Zhang Liang smiled gently and replied unhurriedly:
"Don't worry Qiancheng, Ninth Young Master has already arranged the matter. Let's follow his instructions first."
Han Qiancheng didn't really care whether Han Fei was here or whether the prince could be rescued. He just wanted to express his attitude. Since Zhang Liang took the blame, he said no more.
