Ji Wuye was a little proud at this time. He got a large sum of gold and felt comfortable.
As for Han Fei, the Ninth Young Master who just returned from his study tour, he is just a young boy who spends his days hanging out in Fireworks and Willow Alley for fun. What kind of skills can he have?
No matter what the result is, the case is not settled yet.
Ji Wuye thought happily there, and there were several beauties like flowers and jade waiting beside him. How happy is life like this?
He pointed to a pile of gold coins on the table.
"These are all awarded to you by this general. How much you can grab depends on your ability."
The eyes of several concubines suddenly shone and they rushed towards the gold coins.
At this moment, someone came to report outside the door, and Han Fei, the Ninth Young Master, came to visit.
"What is he here for?"
Ji Wuye's fierce face suddenly became confused. Could it be that the case was not solved and he was unwilling to do so?
"Let him in."
The servant followed the order and left. After a while, Han Fei came back again.
Ji Wuye looked slightly condensed, and Han Fei came over with a stranger behind him.
For some reason, this person always gives him an illusory and ethereal feeling, as if his whole person is integrated with the heaven and earth.
"Back to nature, I didn't expect that Han Fei would have such a person under his command."
Ji Wuye suppressed the surprise in his heart and then said.
"I wonder which gust of wind brought Mr. Han Fei to my place in the middle of the night?"
"General, please forgive me, Han Fei is here only for a military pay case."
"Military pay? Isn't the case closed? This matter was done by ghost soldiers, and this general even held a sacrifice for this. Is there anything else to investigate now?" Ji Wuye said with a stern expression.
Han Fei didn't seem to notice the change in his expression and said to himself.
"After all, it is a little imperfect. To be honest, the general, the ghost soldiers entrusted me with a dream last night. They were very satisfied with the general's sacrifice and were willing to return the gold they took away."
Ji Wuye's face instantly turned cold,
"Return it back? Are you still not going to give up? I'm afraid it's just a dream if I want the general to return the gold."
He said meaningfully.
"This is good news, but it is not an easy task to take back the gold from the ghost soldiers. In the world, the weak and the strong prey on each other. Without superhuman strength and means, any words are empty talk.
Mr. Han Fei, do you have such strength?"
Ji Wuye is a general, and he only believes in absolute power.
For such people, there is no way to check and balance them with reason.
Han Fei has an unparalleled strategist and happens to be his nemesis. He keeps probing in his words and through a simple game, pulls the opponent's thinking into a trap that has already been laid.
"General dissatisfied, the murderer who killed Uncle Wang that day was accidentally contaminated with my fluorescent powder, and his whereabouts were exposed. Han Fei already knew where the gold was hidden, and now we just have to send someone to retrieve it."
"Really? It seems that the young master has made great achievements this time."
Ji Wuye held an iron ruler in his hand and approached step by step, the murderous intention in his heart getting stronger and stronger.
Chu Feng sneered in his heart, he was trying to jump over the wall in a hurry, he was really unscrupulous.
Sure enough, after a few words of testing failed, Ji Wuye quickly swung the iron ruler and slashed at Han Fei like lightning and flint.
"Snapped"
The powerful wind was about to fall on Han Fei's head, but it stopped suddenly at this moment.
Ji Wuye's face changed drastically. The iron ruler seemed to have been chopped on the rock and could no longer move downwards. The heavy ruler body was actually held tightly by a fleshy palm extending horizontally.
"you……"
He was about to speak when he saw an extremely horrifying scene. The black and shiny Chi was suddenly wrapped in a layer of purple flames and instantly melted into a puddle of molten iron.
The handle of the ruler in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. Ji Wuye's face was extremely ugly, and endless fear arose in his heart.
"If the flame passes along the handle of the ruler, wouldn't I..."
Thinking of this, Ji Wuye's body couldn't help but tremble. The real feeling of approaching death just now made him breathless.
He had not experienced this feeling for many years.
"It seems that the general is really drunk and can't even hold his weapon. In this case, let's take our leave first."
Han Fei looked slightly surprised. He had already overestimated Chu Feng's strength and never thought that there was such a method.
Outside the general's mansion, Zhang Liang had been waiting for a long time.
"Brother Chu, there is a good show coming next, do you want to go and watch it together?"
"No need. I came here this time just to see Ji Wuye's methods. Now my interest is gone. Wei Zhuang is enough for the rest."
Chu Feng waved goodbye, his figure kept flickering, and the person gradually disappeared.
Zhang Liang looked at the disappearing figure in the distance and murmured thoughtfully.
"This Mr. Chu acts in a disorganized manner, and his thoughts are really unpredictable."
Han Fei said with a hearty smile.
"Everyone has their own secrets. As long as you know that Brother Chu is a friend and not an enemy, there is no need to delve into it.
I feel happy today. Let’s find a place and let’s have a drink together.”
Qinglong Pavilion is now closed.
After Chu Feng and Han Fei said goodbye, they quickly returned here. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Chu Luan hiding and covering his eyes.
As if he felt someone, he immediately rushed towards him.
"I caught you. Hey, sister Zhiruo, why have you become fat?"
Chu Luan said doubtfully, taking off the black cloth in front of his eyes, and then he saw who was coming.
"It's not that Zhiruo has become fat, it's that you, a little confused person, has become stupid."
"Hee hee, daddy, you were actually caught by me. And I'm not a little confused."
Chu Feng tapped her smooth forehead and scolded her.
"I know how to sleep every day. It's weird if I don't feel confused."
Chu Luan covered his forehead tightly with both hands, his little face full of tangles.
In the inner room, Dai Qisi handed a booklet in her hand to Chu Feng and reported back.
"Our people have taken root in South Korea. These are the names of industries and responsible personnel distributed in various places."
Chu Feng looked at it briefly and asked.
"What about the other six countries?"
"The time is too short and it will be difficult to spread out at once. People from the Qinglong Club are still arriving one after another."
Chu Feng put the book away. The world in Qin Shi this time was a bit strange, and the time required to refine it was uncertain. In this case, it became indispensable to establish a team of eyes and ears to monitor the world's information at all times.
Outside Xinzheng City, on top of the mountain,
Han Fei and others sat and drank together. Looking down from here, every move in the General's Mansion was clearly visible.
"Is Mr. Chu's method really that magical?"
Zi Nu asked curiously after hearing Han Fei's story.
"What he uses is probably not the power of a warrior, but more like some kind of Taoist technique, or the art of controlling fire."
Han Fei carefully recalled the situation at that time. The purple flame was indeed magical.
While everyone was chatting, they suddenly saw the door of the General's Mansion open, and everyone's hearts moved.