The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Ye Feng frowned slightly. This person looked tired and must not be from Jinling City.

The most important thing is that the middle-aged man does not look very old, but his cultivation has already reached the level of a grandmaster. This kind of martial arts talent seems to be nowhere to be found in the entire Song Dynasty, which means that the other party is not from the Song Dynasty.

"I've heard that the King of Zhenguo is very courageous. Could it be that he is hesitant even to have breakfast with me? That would really disappoint me."

This person was none other than the biological son of Wang Beiwang, Lord of Nanyuan of the Great Xia Dynasty, also known as the mighty general Wang Meng, and also Murong Wan'er's uncle.

Ever since Wang Beiwang knew that Murong Wan'er had taken a fancy to Ye Feng, the old man had heard of Ye Feng's name many times recently, so he simply arranged for Wang Meng to come to Jinling City to see what this future grandson-in-law was like and whether he was worthy of his granddaughter.

Of course, on the other hand, he also wanted Wang Meng to examine Ye Feng to see if he was qualified in all aspects, so as not to deceive Murong Wan'er's feelings.

Wang Beiwang had already lost his daughter Wang Lanyan, so it was impossible for him to watch Murong Wan'er fall into the whirlpool of emotions and end up suffering from it.

"Since someone is treating me, why should I be polite?" Ye Feng looked at Dashan and Lao Huang beside him with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, eat. If someone is treating me, it would be a waste not to eat."

"Hey, hey! Thank you! Thank you!"

Old Huang held the wooden box in his hand, with a sly smile on his face, and took Dashan to sit not far in front of Wang Meng. If Wang Meng dared to attack Ye Feng, at such a close distance, Dashan's skills would be enough to resist the opponent's attack.

"Boss, twenty baskets of dumpling skins stuffed with leeks and two pounds of braised beef." As soon as Lao Huang and Dashan sat down, they shouted directly to the boss.

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng paused the chopsticks he had just stretched out in his hand and frowned. He couldn't help but look at Old Huang twice more. His intuition told him that the wooden box this old man was holding was not simple. He swallowed and said, "Oh my god...didn't I say I would treat you two to a meal?"

What a joke, he came to Jinling City this time with limited spending money, if he spends more than what he deserves, the old man will have to deduct it from his monthly salary.

However, before he could finish the second half of his sentence, Ye Feng had already sat in front of him: "This general is obviously the son of a wealthy family, a generous man. I am really grateful for your invitation today."

"Uh……"

Wang Meng found that he had been tricked by Ye Feng. People said that he was the son of a wealthy family, but he still bothered to invite two more people. Wouldn't that make him seem petty?

The words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back, thinking: "This account will be put on the old man. This kid is really cunning. He wants to cheat him just for a few taels of silver for breakfast."

"My name is Wang Meng. I'm new here. I hope you will take care of me and tolerate me, Lord Zhenguo." Wang Meng said to Ye Feng with a smile on his face and clasped his fists.

Ye Feng looked calm when he heard this, and ate the dumplings in front of him, but he was a little surprised. If he expected correctly, the middle-aged man in front of him must be a general of the Iron Blade Wang family, which was famous in the Great Xia Dynasty. No wonder he had such a high level of cultivation.

Since he came to the Song Dynasty, he naturally had some understanding of the specific distribution of power of several neighboring dynasties.

However, he was also very confused in his heart. Why did the general of the Tiedao Wang family come to Jinling City for no reason? You have to know that he was the right-hand man of the Great Xia Emperor Murong Boheng, guarding Nanyuan for him. He had a strong army and powerful strength, so that the entire southern region of the Great Xia Dynasty had no worries.

"May I ask the Lord Zhenguo, I heard that you came to the Song Dynasty from the Wei Dynasty. Do you have any relatives at home? Did they allow you to leave your hometown?"

Wang Meng asked while eating.

"General Wang, you worry too much. I am a lonely man with no relatives around me. I am all alone and it is okay for me to leave my hometown." Ye Feng replied.

"Oh... it's good to be alone! Yeah! Very good, very good!"

Wang Meng heard this and murmured something in his mouth while nodding. He seemed to have heard that Ye Feng was alone and seemed to be quite happy.

In this way, Wang Meng kept asking questions to Ye Feng's family, subtly probing into Ye Feng's age, background, hobbies, etc.

At first Ye Feng thought it was nothing, but as he continued answering, he felt something was wrong. Wang Meng's inquiry for this information seemed to be of no use.

"Thank you for the hospitality, General Wang!"

After Ye Feng had eaten his fill, he stood up, turned around and wanted to leave. He didn’t want to continue to entangle with Wang Meng.

"Bill, please."

When Wang Meng saw Ye Feng getting up to leave, he also stood up. When he heard that the bill would cost nearly twenty taels of silver, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.

After hastily asking the two guards beside him to pay the bill, he quickly ran to catch up with Ye Feng and the others, with a smile on his face: "Ah, Wang has long heard of the fine wine of the Zhenguojun. It tastes sweet and has a rich aroma that makes people linger. Doesn't the Zhenguojun plan to treat me to a drink?"

"What? Drinking?"

When Ye Feng heard Wang Meng wanted to buy him a drink, he looked at him with wide eyes and touched his pocket: "I'm so sorry, my pocket is cleaner than my face, I really can't do anything about it."

For some reason, he always felt that Wang Meng in front of him was not a good person. The questions this guy had just asked him really confused him.

If he came up and asked Ye Feng whether he was willing to be the prime minister of the Great Xia Dynasty, or asked Ye Feng how strong his cultivation was, Ye Feng would think it was normal.

But this guy just came up and asked, how tall are you, how old are you, where are you from, how many relatives are there in your family, how many women have you liked...

What the hell are these two grown men doing, asking about these things?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart. Could it be that the other party had heard that he was too handsome and had a fetish in that area?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, especially the way Wang Meng looked at him, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"This kid is even more stingy than the old man. He never gives a penny." If Wang Meng knew what Ye Feng was thinking at this moment, he would probably jump up, grab Ye Feng and beat him up. What a joke! I'm eight feet tall and a real man. Do you really think I have a preference for you?

"How about this? I just arrived in Jinling City and I'm unfamiliar with the place. I don't know where the food is more to my liking. You can be my guide and I'll treat you to a meal. Is that okay?"

Wang Meng gritted his teeth. If it wasn’t for his niece’s happiness, he really wanted to turn around and leave. This kid is so cunning and he would eat people without leaving any bones!