In the courtyard, there was an exquisite attic with three floors and nine rooms.
Around the pavilion was a flowerbed. Hundreds of flowers were in full bloom, and it was extremely gorgeous.
Seven Half-Step Peerless Stage powerhouses, cleaning up a courtyard was naturally quite fast.
In less than ten breaths, the entire courtyard was spotless as if it had been washed by running water.
Next, it was time to arrange their accommodations.
After some discussion, Yun Feiyu, Lin Yichen, and Yun Feiyu would live on the third floor.
Wutian, Gu Tian, and Gongsun Haoshu would live on the second floor.
Ou Xiaomu and Feng Yihui would live on the first floor.
Gradually, night fell, but the Beixuan City was brightly lit, as if it was daytime.
Unknowingly, there was a table in the flowerbed with a few jugs of wine on it. The strong wine aroma made people salivate.
These jugs of wine were contributed by Yun Feiyu. It was called "Thousand Years Wine". It tasted similar to the Fine Wine Dew, but it was much stronger.
Wutian and the others temporarily put aside their previous grudges and sat around the table, drinking and chatting while waiting for Feng Yihui.
In the end, Feng Yihui still hadn't returned after drinking the entire jug of wine. Gongsun Haoshu frowned and said, "It's been four hours, why isn't he back yet? Did something happen? "
Yun Feiyu shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. There are rules in the city that forbid killing. Even if the middle-aged man found out that Feng Yihui was secretly following him, he wouldn't dare to make a move. Maybe he was held back by something."
Lin Yichen said lazily, "I say, with Feng Yihui's battle strength, even if there was a fight, he would only be at a disadvantage. Don't worry about nothing. Come on! Let's drink to our heart's content tonight, because after tomorrow, we will be enemies. Let me tell you in advance, I won't be merciful. "
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and smiled. They were about to raise their cups.
"Creak!"
At this moment, the door of the courtyard was suddenly opened, and the person who came in was Feng Yihui.
Wutian put down his glass and asked, "Did you find out anything?"
"Not bad."
Feng Yihui nodded and sat down on a chair. He didn't even ask if anyone had drunk before he directly picked up a wine cup and drained it in one gulp. Then he said, "The middle-aged man is called Yuan Doufeng, and he's Yuan Hanchi's cousin."
"Yuan Hanchi?" Everyone was stunned.
Feng Yihui explained, "Yuan Hanchi is the steward of the City Lord's Mansion. Our identity tokens and residence were all arranged by him. It was also his idea to kill us."
"What? Kill us? "Ou Xiaomu was surprised.
Feng Yihui nodded and said, "That's right. When Yuan Doufeng went to find him, he told Yuan Hanchi everything about us. So he had evil intentions and planned to trick us into the No. 1 theater tomorrow and catch us all in one fell swoop."
"You're quite ambitious."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh. It was as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
Wutian asked in confusion, "Where is the No. 1 theater of operations?"
Feng Yihui shook his head and said, "I don't know the details. I only know that the No. 1 theater of operations is the only theater of operations in the eastern region that doesn't require medals and battle merits to enter."
"We'll deal with whatever comes our way. It's not a big deal. Come, come, come, let's drink. Haha! In terms of strength, I might not be the strongest among us, but in terms of drinking, all of you together aren't enough to look at. "
Feng Yihui laughed heartily. He picked up a wine jug and gulped it down. In the end, the jug was completely gone in less than two breaths of time.
The terrifying speed caused Wutian and the others to break out in cold sweat.
"Damn, what wine is this? It's simply too delicious. "Feng Yihui exclaimed repeatedly. His eyes emitted a green light as he glanced at everyone.
Gu Tian said, "Amitabha. In terms of wine, only Benefactor Wutian's Monkey Wine can be called a peerless divine wine in the world."
"Wutian, you have Monkey Wine?" Feng Yihui's burning gaze directly locked onto Wutian when he heard this.
Lin Yichen's gaze was brilliant, and his sleepiness was instantly gone. He said, "Rumor has it that Monkey Wine is a precious treasure of the Monkey Clan. Not only can it heal injuries, it can also increase one's cultivation and improve one's essence, energy, and spirit. It can be called a priceless treasure of the heavens and the earth. You have such a peerless divine wine, yet you want us to drink this vulgar Thousand Year Wine. Brother Wu, you're too stingy. "
"Thousand Year Wine is vulgar?"
Yun Yuting was unhappy when she heard this. She took the wine cup from Lin Yichen's hand and said coldly, "Since Thousand Year Wine is vulgar, then don't drink it."
"In front of the peerless divine wine, Thousand Year Wine is indeed vulgar. You can ask them if you don't believe me." Lin Yichen smiled indifferently and pointed at Ou Xiaomu and the others. She wanted to drag them down as well. Her intentions were terrible!
Because he'd accurately calculated that Ou Xiaomu and the others coveted the Monkey Wine as well. So long as everyone agreed, Yun Yuting would have nowhere to vent her anger.
"Your Senior Brother seems to like wine, so he should know better than us." Gongsun Haoshu said. The others nodded and directly threw this thorny problem to Yun Feiyu.
Yun Feiyu glanced around and said helplessly, "In terms of divine wine, there's really nothing in the world that can compare to the Monkey Wine."
"Senior Brother, you …"
"Alright, alright. You've been talking for so long. Aren't you just asking me to take out the Monkey Wine?" Wutian rolled his eyes and glared fiercely at Gu Tian. He waved his hand, and a round log immediately appeared before them.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to part with the Monkey Wine. He'd obtained the Monkey Wine in the Fire Monkey Clan over 200 years ago, and there were still over a dozen left. Taking out one for everyone to drink wasn't a big deal. He just hated the feeling of being stabbed in the back.
With a cracking sound, Feng Yihui impatiently broke open the round wood. Immediately, an intoxicating wine aroma flooded the group like a vast ocean.
Feng Yihui exclaimed in admiration, "It really is Monkey Wine. Moreover, based on this wine fragrance and its composition, it's top grade Monkey Wine. If it was me, I wouldn't exchange it even if you gave me a saint artifact. No wonder Brother Wu hid it and wasn't willing to take it out."
As she looked at Gu Tian who'd slipped over to the round log, Yun Yuting said angrily, "Damned baldy, what are you snatching for? Could it be that your master didn't teach you that Buddhist Sect disciples can't drink wine?"
"Amitabha. Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart. This is the highest profundity of the Buddhist Sect."
"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart. Tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk. Haha …"
At this moment, everyone's face was brimming with smiles as they were immersed in joy. They didn't seem like old enemies at all, but like close friends instead. It was a scene of joy and harmony.
The next morning.
At the moment the sun rose, the eight of them walked out of their rooms successively. When they met again, the smiles from last night were no longer present on their faces. They nodded slightly as a form of greeting, and then they went to wash up.
When Gongsun Haoshu and Wutian brushed past each other, Gongsun Haoshu sent a voice transmission, "Do you have any plans?"
"My plan is to let nature take its course. If you have a better plan, you can tell me." Wutian replied.
"Letting nature take its course is good. After all, we're all sensible people. If we deliberately make plans, it'll be easy to be noticed."
In a short instant, the two of them made a decision and then went to do their own things.
An hour quickly passed. On the street outside the courtyard, Yuan Doufeng had his hands behind his back as he walked leisurely with a brilliant smile on his face.
When he thought about how he'd become the richest person in Beixuan City after today, he was extremely excited in his heart.
As long as he had enough essence, women, cultivation, and treasures, what couldn't he exchange for?
When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Yuan Doufeng took a few deep breaths, trying his best to maintain his natural state. Then, he knocked on the wooden door and loudly said, "Little brothers, are you ready? If you are, let's set off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open slowly. Feng Yihui was the first to walk out. He smiled and cupped his hands at Yuan Doufeng. "Senior, sorry to keep you waiting. Please come in!"
Glancing at Wutian and the others who came out one after another, Yuan Doufeng nodded and turned to lead everyone in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
Just like yesterday, there were only a few people passing by, let alone hunters with medals.
Yuan Doufeng was familiar with the way. In less than an hour, he led Wutian and the others to an ancient hall.
The hall was about a thousand feet in size. It was built with a kind of pitch-black stone and emitted a cold aura. On the door of the hall, there were three blood-red words — War Merit Temple!
After taking a few more glances, Wutian could feel an overwhelming murderous aura bursting out from the four words like a surging tide, suppressing him!
"This is the War Merit Temple. Remember, when you enter later, don't make a ruckus. Otherwise, you will be driven out directly," Yuan Doufeng warned.
Wutian nodded and retracted his gaze. He turned his head and looked at the opposite side. He saw a huge and majestic building, standing on the ground. It was more than a hundred feet high, and it was dark all over. It exuded a kind of mysterious aura that made people respect it.
This huge building was the City Lord's Mansion!
Yuan Doufeng explained, "The War Merit Temple is directly under the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion. Therefore, the War Merit Temple and the City Lord's Mansion are adjacent. Let's go! We can't stay here for too long. Otherwise, the Enforcers of the City Lord's Mansion will be displeased. "
"Enforcers?" Wutian was taken aback.
Yuan Doufeng strode into the War Merit Temple. As he walked to the innermost counter, he explained, "The Enforcers control the life and death of Beixuan City. Other than the City Lord and the Deputy City Lord, they are the most powerful people. It is said that each of them is at least a One Star Commander."
"They are so powerful?" Everyone's eyes narrowed.
"That's how strong they are. Furthermore, law enforcers are the most heartless and cold-blooded people. Their whereabouts are secretive and no one knows where they are. However, as long as there is a place where killing occurs in the city, they will immediately appear. They will not ask who is right or wrong and will kill everyone. Therefore, in the future, no matter what happens in the city, you must endure it."
The few of them nodded, silently remembering this point in their hearts.
They were not really afraid of the Enforcers. They just wanted to avoid trouble if possible.
[PS: Brothers and sisters, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!]
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