Although they failed to capture Linglong and even caused trouble, Caiwei and Ding Yao still thanked Lu Hanjiang and others when they parted. After all, being a chivalrous person, having this kind of heart is the most important thing.
As for the damage caused in the restaurant, it will naturally be the responsibility of the Ding family. They are also important people in Yunxi City, so they are not short of money.
It was getting late. After Lu Hanjiang and his party returned to the inn, they went back to their rooms to rest. Lu Hanjiang came to the door, paused for a moment before opening the door, and then opened the door and went in.
After he turned around and closed the door, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the green short blade came to his neck. Lu Hanjiang was unmoved. He lit a lamp at hand and chuckled softly.
: "Girl, it's late at night. If you have something to do, why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"
"The moonlight is rare. Mr. Lu, don't you want to have a few drinks with the little girl?"
The ambiguous words were like the drunken warm wind, spitting out from the sandalwood mouth, brushing against his ears, and falling on the cold blade of the sword. The exquisite arms were wrapped around his waist, and the woman's face blossomed.
Her smile is like a blooming tea plant. Under her beautiful gentleness, there is hidden endless murderous intention.
"The moonlight is always there, beauties are rare, and girls are kind, but I would be disrespectful."
As he spoke, Lu Hanjiang picked up the catkin wrapped around his waist, put it to his lips and touched it lightly. Linglong quickly retracted her hand as if her whole body was electrocuted. She took several steps back and pointed her sword at him.
, the anger still lingering on his face.
Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows and smiled disdainfully, thinking that he was some kind of veteran in love who had been pretending to be mature for a long time. No wonder Zheng Ming fell into his trap.
"Okay, save it."
Lu Hanjiang ignored the short blade pointed at him. After shaking his robe and sitting down, he only paid some attention and realized that the aura on Linglong's body was even more chaotic than last time.
It is inevitable that old wounds will be healed and new scars will appear.
Seeing that Linglong's face was still full of shock and anger, Lu Hanjiang said helplessly: "It's getting late, do you want to stand here all night?"
Linglong took a few deep breaths, sat across from Lu Hanjiang, looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I thought the young master was a serious person, but I didn't expect him to be so rude."
"The girl came to the door by herself. If I don't do something, wouldn't it be an insult to the girl's beauty?"
We had just returned to the inn, and naturally there was no ready-made tea available in the room. In addition, it was difficult for Linglong to ask the waiter to come in, so Lu Hanjiang took a pot of wine from the cabinet and filled her glass.
Linglong frowned: "What does this mean?"
"I'm used to it." After pouring a glass, Lu Hanjiang put the wine bottle aside and said, "I don't feel thoughtful enough if I don't serve you something to drink."
"..."
Linglong snorted, slammed the dagger on the table, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp, not afraid that Lu Hanjiang would drug her inside.
As the strong wine entered her throat, the depression in Linglong's heart seemed to dissipate a little. She looked at Lu Hanjiang coldly and said, "Did Mr. Lu enjoy the theater today?"
"It's a bit unconscionable for the girl to say that," Lu Hanjiang picked up the jug and filled her with another glass, saying, "If my little sister hadn't taken action in time today, you would have been caught by Caiwei.
Already."
Linglong sneered, looked at him sarcastically and said, "How do I know it wasn't Young Master who leaked the plan?"
"The girl is still talking angrily. Since you didn't take action before, it means you know that I didn't betray you."
Looking at each other, Lu Hanjiang said calmly: "You and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent times. Besides, I am secretly plotting against the Ding family, so why do I need to trap you?"
"It's just a joke, Mr. Lu, don't worry... Hehe, I made a mistake today. I didn't expect that man named Zheng dared to play tricks on me." Speaking of this, Linglong became a little annoyed and drank again.
Wine in glass.
"There's plenty of wine, so you don't have to be in a hurry."
Lu Hanjiang shook the wine bottle and listened to the sound. After filling Linglong, he said, "It's an expected thing. There's nothing to be angry about."
"...What do you mean?" Linglong narrowed her eyes and stared at Lu Hanjiang and said, "Did Young Master have already expected that Zheng Ming would betray him?"
"We are neither relatives nor friends. Why should I help you? Not to mention the difference between good and evil. Even the things you promised him are not worth taking such a big risk." Lu Hanjiang said clearly and clearly, as if he had already expected it.
Linglong’s failure today.
Whether it was a clever plan or a hindsight, Linglong didn't have time to think about other things. She said bluntly: "Since the young master clearly knows, why does he still need a little girl to lure him with martial arts?"
"It wasn't really worth it last time, but now, it's a bit uncertain."
Lu Hanjiang pretended to be mysterious and said: "Why don't you give it a try again, girl? I believe that this time, Mr. Zheng will understand the 'value' of this deal."
"Could it be that the young master did something secretly in private?"
"Girl, I'll trust you again next time. Now you have no choice. Even if Zheng Ming doesn't know what's good and what's good, you're just running in vain. There's nothing to lose anyway."
Lu Hanjiang supported his chin with one hand and gently shook the wine bottle with the other. He tilted his head and looked at Linglong: "In business, the most important thing is that there are comings and goings. I am making suggestions for the girl and helping the girl escape. This
I'm so busy, you can't let me see you lose everything, right?"
With a flick of Linglong's fingers, she blew out the lights and pushed open the window. The moonlight spilled onto the table. The crescent moon in the cup was scattered by the ripples she moved. In the half-covered darkness, those clear, star-like eyes appeared.
Like a bright mirror.
"What exactly does Mr. Lu want to do?"
The ethereal moment was because Linglong wanted to test the man's bottom line in terms of momentum, but Lu Hanjiang seemed to be perfectly integrated into the darkness that the moonlight could not touch, and was indifferent to her actions.
"Girl, you don't have to be like this. I just want her to do what a magician should do."
Lu Hanjiang's eyes were as calm as water. He stretched out a hand and played with the shadow of his hand in the moonlight: "What do you think the master of the Ding family, Ding Mu, is like about his martial arts?"
Although she didn't know the meaning of Lu Hanjiang's question, Linglong still answered according to her own thoughts. She said disdainfully: "Ding Mu's master, the Nanshan Swordsman, is no more than mediocre. Killing him is no more difficult than trampling on an ant."
How much? As for himself, hey, that's not even worth mentioning."
"In that case, let's ask the girl to take the trouble to bring Ding Mu to Zheng Ming, and then tell Mr. Zheng that as long as he is willing to help, he will teach him martial arts."
The cold words came out of Lu Hanjiang's mouth so naturally. He smiled and said: "This matter is easy for the girl. Whether you do it or not is up to you."
After being silent for a long time, Linglong raised her head and stared into Lu Hanjiang's eyes, and asked: "I dare to ask... Why did the young master do this? Can't you see it? Personal hatred? Or was he entrusted by others?"
"None of them - it's just that some people feel that Mr. Zheng is devoted to Miss Ding, and they want to test how much his sincerity is worth."
Lu Hanjiang blinked and said sincerely: "I'm just having fun, I have no other ideas."
Suddenly, Linglong seemed to see that the shadow behind Lu Hanjiang turned into a bloody mouth, bit by bit dyeing the pure moonlight with twisted colors.
In an instant, Linglong subconsciously stood up and took a step back. The moonlight was as usual, the smell of wine was still the same, and Lu Hanjiang was still sitting on his seat playing with his vague hand shadows. It was all just an illusion.
Linglong calmed down her mind, and after concentrating for a while, she suddenly said: "I heard that the young master claimed to be from the Lu family. I don't know where he came from. The little girl said that what the young master said and did was not the right way."
"Oh? So, the girl thinks that I am of the devil's lineage?" Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows, as if he was concerned.
"No."
Linglong looked at Lu Hanjiang and said seriously: "Compared with those in the so-called righteous way, people like us in the devil's path are rarely so scheming. The young master's actions are more hypocritical than those in the righteous way, more ruthless than those in the devil's path like us, and compared to those in the charlatan
, more like the imperial guards."
Lu Hanjiang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Thank you, girl, for the compliment. Well, I'm very satisfied with this evaluation."