On the upper floor of the tavern, the old man drank his wine. After finishing, he gently placed the wine cup on the table, and it instantly turned to powder. His face turned pale, and a surge of air rumbled beneath him, shaking incessantly. The noble offspring escorted Wang Anfeng and Lv Guanhong to a separate courtyard. Although this place couldn't compare to the central Jiangnan Road residence's vast expanse, it was still among the most luxurious places in the Massive City. In this place, at this time, Wang Anfeng astonishingly saw an array of flowers planted even in the corners. Additionally, there was a clump of cold bamboo, green and straight. Once the noble offspring left, Lv Guanhong let out a heavy sigh of relief and murmured, "Finally, I can catch my breath. It's been ages since I've seen so many people..." "But at least, they didn't act." Wang Anfeng paused and said lightly: "Who says they didn't?" Lv Guanhong was slightly stupefied. Wang Anfeng glanced at him and recounted the earlier event in full detail. The old man's face turned slightly pale, appearing somewhat incredulous, then dejectedly said: "It was him, that's my senior brother. His eyes are tinged with light gray." "I never expected he would personally strike this time... Despite our martial arts being of the same origin, I didn't react at all. If you hadn't been there, that move alone could have taken my life." Wang Anfeng said lightly, "Who was that person just now?" "Where is the king of this city?" Lv Guanhong replied, "That was the king's nephew, a young talent with great nobility origins. He's welcoming us this time. As for the king, he is currently in the military camp outside the city. We won't meet the king until tomorrow morning in the camp." "In the military camp?" Wang Anfeng slightly raised his eyebrow. The old man stroked his beard and sighed, "This is a common occurrence. You're not from Parthia, so it's normal not to consider this. You've made such a grand spectacle, so the king must quell our prestige somewhat." "If I'm guessing correctly, the king's elite infantry and cavalry must have already gathered there. Today, we'll first be cooled off, and tomorrow, they'll make a display to thoroughly suppress our pride." Wang Anfeng slightly frowned, looked out the window, and said: "So, there's one day left?" Lv Guanhong, who had been somewhat complacent over the Great Qin person not anticipating this and being less prepared than him, now felt a bit down, and said: "This... this day, no, half a day's time, could something happen?" Wang Anfeng's expression was indifferent, and he said: "Something will definitely happen." "Your senior brother already struck today. If they don't act afterward, that would be odd." Lv Guanhong opened his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't. He could only smile bitterly, never having imagined that when wandering Jianghu with his senior brother in youth, death would threaten him in old age. Wang Anfeng turned around and sat cross-legged on a chair, closed his eyes slightly, saying: "It's down to the final moment, and my strategy will succeed." "During this period, don't relax your vigilance." Lv Guanhong nodded repeatedly. Originally sitting on the bed, he directly pulled over a chair and sat beside Wang Anfeng, tightly gripping a curved saber, keeping his nerves taut, refusing to relax even slightly. Wang Anfeng breathed slowly. He familiarized himself with his plan over and over internally, either filling in the imperfect parts or preparing contingency choices should any unexpected events occur, or contemplating whether to confront with force or primarily through deterrence if the opponent acts. This plan was set first to resolve White Tiger Hall in the simplest way. The White Tiger Hall masters were hidden in Myriad Beast Valley, which was an affiliated force of this Parthian Empire vassal king. If he acted himself, there would definitely be conflicts with King Bachman or even with the national military forces of the Parthian Empire. He really didn't want to face such a thorny situation. Thus, if the matter could be handled simply, it would be best. Recalling yesterday's unsatisfactory praise from the gentleman, Wang Anfeng's mouth curled slightly into a smile. Secondly, he had to demonstrate his progress to the gentleman. He couldn't remain reckless like in his youth. Perhaps due to the conflict when entering the city today where the opponent suffered a considerable loss, nothing happened throughout the day. Lv Guanhong remained extremely cautious, refusing to leave Wang Anfeng's side. Avoiding food entirely, fearing the seemingly delicious dishes might be seasoned personally by a beautiful woman in purple with a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, after which he'd have to skip a meal and have Meng Po Soup for the next. Thus, it went on until nightfall. Then, Wang Anfeng, who had been meditating all along, suddenly opened his eyes and sharply looked toward the window, murmuring: Lv Guanhong grabbed his sleeve and repeatedly said: Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs nοvelfire.net "If you leave, what will happen to me? Wouldn't it mean certain death?" "No, no, you cannot go!" Wang Anfeng slightly frowned and said calmly: "Your senior brother is already here, just outside." "If you stay with me, you'll only die faster." Lv Guanhong was momentarily stunned; Wang Anfeng had already used Tai Chi Strength to shake off his hand, swept his sleeve, pushed open the window, and outside, the moon was round like a silver plate, the flowing light like water. A tall old man stood with hands behind on the young bamboo, his light grey eyes cold and ruthless.