The two looked at each other, knowing what to do. They were ready to fight at any time.
The carriage did not go through the main gate of Fei Peng Fort.
Fei Peng Fort was located in the center of the city. It was surrounded by a wide and rapid river, and the shadow of a dock could be vaguely seen.
There was a drawbridge in all four directions, but only the direction of the main gate was heavily guarded.
As Shangguan Jinhong's son, Shangguan Feihong naturally went through the main gate, but the carriage turned to the side gate.
Even though it was a side gate, it was not small.
When the carriage arrived at the end of the bridge, the iron chains clanked, and the black, metallic body of the bridge was slowly lowered.
Zhang Jin gave the coachman a look, and the carriage immediately started moving. He rode a horse beside the carriage, and said casually, "Hasn't Eldest Young Master's temper been much more restrained lately? Is it a relapse? It seems that I have to report this to the Sect Master. "
"Overacting …" Yan Li finally realized that Zhang Jin was indeed suspicious of him.
Liumu Bingjian sent an apologetic voice transmission, "This has nothing to do with Young Master Yan. It's the Heavenly Measures Tower's intelligence. It seems that Shangguan Feihong is becoming more and more unpopular. "
Yan Li said coldly, "Zhang Jin, you'd better not beg for mercy when I gain power in the future!"
Zhang Jin laughed, "Eldest Young Master, if that day really comes, I will hang myself from the beam. There's no need to dirty your hands."
Liumu Bingjian sighed faintly, "It's already hard enough for people to live like flies and dogs. He was born in Fei Peng Fort and is blessed by the heavens, but he doesn't think about improving himself and indulges his soul in degeneration. It's such a pity."
Yan Li said, "Not everyone has unwavering faith. Most of them don't know that they're degenerating. Everyone has a different reason for degeneration, but they all have one thing in common. "
"What is it?" Liumu Bingjian said.
"Not knowing what they want," Yan Li said.
"Not really," Liumu Bingjian said.
Yan Li's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Do you have other ideas?"
Liumu Bingjian laughed. "Wouldn't a person who doesn't know what he wants be closer to a saint who has no desires?"
"Of course not," Yan Li said.
"Not bad." Flowing Wood Bing said, "Shangguan Feihong knows exactly what he wants, which is why he indulges himself in wine and women. Whenever there's wine, he'll get drunk. By the time he realized that he had to work hard to live more of this kind of life, it was already too late. "
Yan Li said thoughtfully, "Wine and women have become a part of his body, engraved in his soul. He can't get away from it."
Liumu Bingjian said, "He gradually discovered that his position in the Cao Clan was dropping day by day."
"So he became more and more anxious," Yan Li said.
Liumu Bingjian said, "The more anxious he is, the more he can't see the future clearly. He can only follow his feelings."
"Once he's angry, he takes it out on a woman," Yan Li said.
Liumu Bingjian smiled and shook his head, saying, "Knowing this now won't help the current situation. Young Master Yan, if the situation really happens, I'll attract their attention. You just need to run, don't worry about me."
Yan Li laughed, "How could I let a beauty stay behind to cover my retreat?"
Liumu Bingjian maintained his smile, and said, "I hope that Young Master Yan can be a little more serious sometimes, and not treat me like a woman."
At this moment, the carriage stopped, and Zhang Jin's voice could be heard, "Young Master, the accountant has arrived. Please get off the carriage."
Yan Li extended a hand to Liumu Bingjian. The latter put on a veil, and naturally leaned towards Yan Li.
Yan Li held her slender waist as they got off the carriage. They saw a large stretch of low storehouses, and a horse path leading straight to the docks. Several porters were pushing handcarts to transport goods, and there was a stone lamp stand every twenty steps. Together with the houses on both sides, it looked like a night market. However, aside from those handcarts, there was no other sound.
Standing here, they could already overlook half of the city, but they couldn't see the entirety of Soaring Roc Fort.
Zhang Jin walked into the storehouse and shouted, "Zhu Ping!"
Inside, a plump middle-aged man dressed like a squire was counting the goods that had been transported from the handcart. Hearing this voice, he immediately turned around, and said flatteringly, "Oh my, what wind blew Manager Zhang here?"
Zhang Jin walked over, and whispered a few words into his ear.
The fat man called Zhu Ping was startled at first, and then his eyes widened. Finally, he understood and nodded, saying in a low voice, "Manager, don't worry. I'll definitely test the authenticity of it for you."
Then, he put away the account book, put on a charming smile, and walked towards Yan Li while rubbing his hands, "Young Master, you're finally here."
Yan Li couldn't help but be startled when he saw this person, and then the corners of his mouth rose imperceptibly, saying, "I heard that one of the accounts is wrong?"
"Yes." Zhu Ping carefully smiled apologetically, "You also know that the gang leader pays the most attention to the accounts. If there's anything wrong, not only us slaves will suffer, but you will also be slightly implicated. Of course, I know that you don't care at all, but this will affect your evaluation in the gang leader's heart. "
Yan Li said coldly, "Do I need to thank you?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare," Zhu Ping smiled apologetically, "Everything this lowly one does is for Young Master's sake."
"If you want to do it, then do it quickly. Don't talk nonsense!" Yan Li walked to the reclining chair that Zhu Ping used, and calmly lay down. He pointed at his shoulder, and said to Liumu Bingjian, "What are you standing there for? Quickly massage this young master's shoulders."
Liumu Bingjian's expression didn't change. She lightly moved to stand behind him, and then gently placed her jade-like hands on his shoulders, and very gently pressed down.
Yan Li first felt a wave of comfort, and couldn't help but moan.
Suddenly, the sound changed, as if a drake was being strangled.
"Young Master, what's wrong?" Zhang Jin asked.
Yan Li's cheeks twitched slightly, and he lightly coughed twice, saying, "Nothing, you guys continue."
"Beauty, aren't you being too naughty!" As he spoke, he pressed down on Liumu Bingjian's hand, and suddenly pulled her to the front. With a little more force, this warm and fragrant jade-like body was pressed into his arms.
Liumu Bingjian was half lying on top of Yan Li, and her mouth softly whispered into his ear, "Young Master Yan, stop while you're ahead."
Her words were light, but Yan Li felt a chilling murderous intent.
The Goddess of Battles wasn't someone to be trifled with.
"Even the beauty is shy. Zhu Ping, what are you waiting for?"
Yan Li conveniently let go of Liumu Bingjian.
Liumu Bingjian naturally stood behind him, and continued to massage his shoulders.
Zhu Ping flipped through the account book, and said, "Young Master, last night the Zijin Commerce sent over a batch of goods. There are a few treasures inside, and I want to verify the quantity with you."
"Speak, I'm listening." Yan Li said.
Zhu Ping's eyes flashed, and he said, "There are 10 pairs of ice winged silkworms."
"Yes." Yan Li said without hesitation.
Zhu Ping said, "There are 20 portions of the Fire Lizard's tail powder."
"Yes." Yan Li said.
Zhu Ping said, "There are 7 Boulder's Hearts."
"That's true." Yan Li said.
Zhu Ping smiled faintly. When he smiled in a flattering manner, it made people feel that this was his true face. When he smiled seriously, his chubby face suddenly became indescribably funny. Zhu Ping said, "5000 kilograms of Black Origin Pure Gold."
"Wrong." Yan Li said without hesitation.
Zhu Ping was startled, and he glanced at Zhang Jin without batting an eyelid.
Zhang Jin gave him a look.
Under the dim firelight, that face was indescribably eerie.
Zhu Ping's heart trembled, and he braced himself to say, "Young Master, if 5000 kilograms of Black Origin Pure Gold is wrong, then what is the actual quantity?"
Yan Li said coldly, "Who's in charge of the accounts? If you can even count the goods wrongly, then what use do I have you? "
Zhu Ping immediately panicked, and said, "Young Master, this servant remembers. There are 4500 kilograms of Black Origin Pure Gold, no more, no less."
Zhang Jin secretly cursed him for being an idiot, but his expression did not change. He said, "Zhu Ping, in the future, be more serious in accounting. I've troubled Young Master to come personally. If there's a next time, be careful of your head!"
With a single sentence, he cleanly shirked all responsibility.
"Yes, yes, yes …" Zhu Ping cursed in his heart, but he still had a flattering smile on his face.
"Steward Zhang, can we go back now?" Yan Li said with a smile that was not a smile.
"Of course, this is your freedom." Zhang Jin changed from arrogance to humility, and no one knew what he was trying to do.
Yan Li could not figure it out for a moment, and only remembered to be himself. He suddenly stood up from the recliner, and gave Zhang Jin a heavy slap. "Remember, if there's a next time, be careful of your head!"
With that, he arrogantly boarded the carriage. "Go back!"
But when he boarded the carriage, he immediately became listless. Facing Liumu Bingjian's lukewarm gaze, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Beauty, you see, I'm still going through fire and water for you even when I'm seriously injured. It's not too much to ask for some interest, is it?"
"If you're really doing this for me," Liumu Bingjian's expression was calm and unfathomable, "then it's pardonable."
"Isn't it?" Yan Li widened her eyes.
"If that's the case," Liumu Bingjian said calmly, "I'll take back the reward I've given you, and let you be justified."
"Wait!" Yan Li almost jumped up.
"What else do you have to say?" Liumu Bingjian put two of her fingers together, and felt a faintly discernible icy aura lingering between her fingers.
Nan Zhi was lying on the side, and his eyes were silently mocking.
Suddenly, Yan Li had an idea. He pointed at Nan Zhi and said, "I'll give it to you as compensation."
"Meow!" Nan Zhi cried out in dissatisfaction.
"Young Master Yan," Liumu Bingjian said calmly, "You're a maverick, and there are some things about you that are very charming. But please don't let me look down on you again. I don't want to lose a friend that I can chat with. "
The carriage drove into an exaggeratedly large shack.
This exaggeratedly large shack was filled with all kinds of carriages.
Yan Li knew that this courtyard was where Shangguan Feihong parked his carriages, but his residence was on the other side.
Flying Roc Fort looked like a city within a city.
Now, Yan Li could fully feel the weight of the two words' Cao Gang '.
He got off the carriage and immediately summoned an attendant. "Go, bring Zhu Ping here for me!"
Not long after, Zhu Ping arrived at the courtyard where Yan Li lived. As soon as he entered the house, he knelt on the ground and cried, "Eldest Young Master, this servant was framed. Even if you gave this servant ten guts, this servant wouldn't dare to make things difficult for you!"
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