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"Zang Yuheng, do you know what I hate the most?" Nan Canghai stared at Zang Yuheng.

"what?"

"I hate people forcing me to do things, just like you just took me away, brought me back by force, and even used me." Nan Canghai's tone became cold.

Cang Yuheng was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately explained: "Use? Cang Hai, how can I use you?"

"Zang Yuheng, if you did it, you did it. When I was taken away through a forest, you thought I didn't notice the movement inside?" Nan Canghai sneered: "Do you think that you are the only smart person in the world? , and everyone else is a fool?"

"Xiao Yi is safe today. If something happens to him because of you, Zang Yuheng, I will let you be buried with him!"

This is Nan Canghai, a rare time to speak harshly.

After finishing speaking, Nan Canghai turned around and entered the manor.

Zang Yuheng stood in the cold wind, watching Nan Canghai's back.

The next moment, he turned around and got into the car.

"The operation over there failed?" Zang Yuheng looked at the driver.

"Back to the young master, there is no news over there." The driver said quickly.

Zang Yuheng squinted his eyes.

Just now Nan Canghai said that Xiao Yi was fine - obviously she had already received the news of Xiao Yi's safety, probably just now when Nan Canghai was in the car and looked at his phone.

But, to be honest, he really didn't do this.

In other words, he knew, but he didn't arrange it.

"Let's go back first." Cang Yuheng said.

The car slowly left the Nanjia Manor.

……

Xiao Yi returned to Taohuawu and his place of residence.

Unsurprisingly, there was a person sitting in the yard.

old beast.

It is also the god of war, Wen Yuanqing.

"Where's the wine?" asked the old beast.

Xiao Yi grinned and said, "It's been prepared for you a long time ago."

With that said, he walked into the small building on the second floor and took out two jars of wine from it.

The old beast took a jar, opened the wine cork wrapped in red cloth, raised his head and took a few gulps.

It was a very strong liquor. Ordinary people would feel like their throats and stomachs were being cut by a knife after taking a sip, but the old beast felt like drinking water.

"Splendid!" The old beast put down the wine jar and let out a refreshing breath.

The heat dissipated quickly in the icy air.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi also drank a few sips.

He followed the old beast since he was a child, and when he became an adult, he also drank the strongest wine with the old beast, and of course only the strongest wine, unlike others, he can tame the wildest horses and play with the wildest women.

Neither of them spoke, just sat quietly in the yard.

The old bastard drank, so Xiao Yi drank.

The old bastard was in a daze, so Xiao Yi was in a daze.

Xiao Yi was already used to this way of getting along.

Because they've been that way since the beginning.

The point is that when the old bastard is drinking, he rarely talks. Even if you take the initiative to talk to him, he may not pay attention to you, and is completely immersed in his own thoughts and world.

Old beasts have stories.

Xiao Yi has seen this since he was a child.

At the beginning, the old beast was still depressed.

With the passage of time, after more than ten years, the old beast seldom felt like this again, but Xiao Yi knew that the old beast was numb.

"Aren't you going to ask me what I plan to do next?" Xiao Yi looked at the old beast and asked.

"Don't ask." The old beast said.

"As long as you don't die."

The two fell silent again.

After a while, Xiao Yi asked again: "Then what are you doing back? Revenge?"

"Revenge." The old beast said after taking a sip of his wine.

"Who are you looking for revenge?" Xiao Yi asked.

"You don't know him," said the old beast.

"Didn't you know me after you told me?" Xiao Yi said.

When he was abroad, he asked about this, and the old bastard said that even if he told him, he would not know him, but if he could come to Yanjing one day, he would know.

But now that he has been in Yanjing for a while, Xiao Yi doesn't know who the old beast has grudge against and how he harmed him.

Even if you ask the old man, the old master, they will keep silent.

The more he didn't talk, the more puzzled and curious Xiao Yi became.

The old bastard took a look at Xiao Yi.

Just when he thought the old bastard was going to say something, he heard the old bastard say, "You don't know me even if I say it."

"You went to take revenge, can you come back?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Not necessarily." The old beast said, "Maybe he can come back, or he may not come back."

Bullshit literature.

Xiao Yi thought to himself.

This is really vividly reflected in the old beast.

No matter what you ask him, it seems that he answered, but in retrospect, there is no answer.

"So you should tell me who you want to seek revenge on." Xiao Yi looked at the old beast and said, "If you fail to come back, I can still avenge you in the future, otherwise, how can I find it?"

"You can't avenge me, so you won't be able to scold me in your dreams?"

The old beast glanced at Xiao Yi, and fell silent again.

Xiao Yi sat on the steps and didn't follow up to ask.

After the jar of wine was finished by the old beast, he got up and wiped his mouth, then turned and walked inside: "Long's house."

Xiao Yi looked in surprise at the old beast's shaky and lonely figure.

That back view, as if he was the only one left in this world.

Seeing that feeling of loneliness, Xiao Yi felt his heart twitch slightly.

Long family?

The old bastard was talking about a certain family in Yanjing?

But according to what he has been in contact with so far, it seems that there is no Long family.

Moreover, Yanjing's power is nothing more than the eight small families, the four major families plus the two great aristocratic families.

Where did this dragon family come from?

Besides, it can make the old beast suffer for so many years, then the Long family must be strong, and it is impossible that they have not heard of it.

Unless it's not Yanjing's, or what the old bastard just said was a person's name, not a certain family.

After the old beast went in, Xiao Yi was still sitting in the yard, blowing the cold wind.

Compared with summer, he prefers cold winter and early spring.

The cold air made him feel more transparent.

He didn't go in because he hadn't finished his drink.

It was the same in the past, the old beast drank the fastest, fell asleep after drinking, and continued to drink when he woke up.

Even when instructing him to practice, he was carrying a small flagon in his hand.

This drunken state made Xiao Yi wonder countless times before, whether the old beast taught him wrongly...

……

Early the next morning, Xiao Yi received a call from Fifth Yu Yan.

"Brother, my grandpa said that he would like to treat you to dinner at noon." Fifth Yu Yan said: "It's not at the fifth house, go to the hotel to eat, are you free at noon?"

Regarding Xiao Yi's attitude, Fifth Yu Yan had already changed.

Especially after several contacts later, his admiration for Xiao Yi was also very strong.

"Okay, which hotel to go to?" Xiao Yi thought that he had nothing to do today, and he happened to have something to tell the fifth hotel, so he asked.