It’s hard for one person to truly understand another’s heart.
That’s because the heart is hidden within the body, and everyone’s surface behavior involves so degree of disguise.
In awkward monts, so people touch their noses to pretend, and when they want to cry, they look up and widen their eyes to disguise their tears.
When they want to laugh but dare not, they bite their lips as a facade.
Thus, it can be said that Wang Yuyan didn’t completely understand Lu Xiaofeng.
Indeed, Lu Xiaofeng was charming, but sotis he would put on an act of frivolity to cover up the serious matters he was actually involved in, which ordinary people wouldn’t understand.
At that ti, Lu Xiaofeng was indeed inside Chunhua Building.
He seed to be enjoying the flower wine, but he was actually using his ability to "see all directions and listen to all sides," observing people from All Over the World and listening to intelligence from all quarters.
anwhile, his hands were not idle but were randomly exploring.
The battle at Forbidden Peak was drawing nearer.
His heart was full of confusion and doubts that urgently needed answers and he felt sorrow and regret.
Because he truly didn’t want to see that battle happen.
Whether it was Xin Chuixue or Ye Gucheng, he considered them friends.
But he knew he could no longer stop the fight.
Things had progressed to a point where it wasn’t just about Xin Chuixue and Ye Gucheng anymore; it was about to involve a whole group of people.
He could not only not stop it, but he also had to et Ye Gucheng to ascertain the truth of the matter.
If that truth turned out as he feared, there would be a major upheaval in the Forbidden City.
Even though he was fully prepared and had brought another friend, Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali,
even Mu Dao Ren, Sikong Zhaixing, Honest Monk, and Bo Ju would certainly already be on their way, yet when that upheaval unfolded, death was inevitable.
At this mont, Lu Xiaofeng could only hope that none of his friends would die.
Outside Chunhua Building, groups of Six Gates and Embroidered Uniform Guard Players were bustling about.
After spending a lot of ti with Jiang Dali, Lu Xiaofeng had also learned to harness the power of these Abnormal People, frequently assigning them simple tasks that the natives could hardly accomplish.
While the locals might be reluctant to risk their lives or expose themselves when spying, Abnormal People were different; they could even dare to burst into officials’ hos to gather intelligence, and if discovered, they simply committed suicide.
The Abnormal People were exceptionally enthusiastic, filled with energy. After so collaborations with them, Lu Xiaofeng couldn’t help but admire Jiang Dali’s far-sightedness.
"Hero Lu, this is the list of experts who’ve entered the Inner City recently, compiled by our brothers today."
A smiling player from the Embroidered Uniform Guard approached Lu Xiaofeng and handed over a compiled list.
"Thank you, young brother. Here is a small token of appreciation, please accept it without decline."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and handed over a copy of Human Rank Martial Arts "Seventy-two Ways Chaotic Wind Axe Technique" to him.
Watching the Abnormal People joyfully leave with their rewards, Lu Xiaofeng then dismissed the serving girls gently, opened the list, and perused it.
When he saw that Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan among others had already entered the city, and others like the Desert Divine Eagle Tu Fang from the True Kunlun had arrived, a contemplative look appeared on Lu Xiaofeng’s face.
"All Kunlun people have co? Could Superior Room No. 2 be reserved for the Kunlun Three Saints, He Zudao?"
The Kunlun Three Saints referred not to three people but one, and that was He Zudao.
He was known as the Three Saints of the qin, chess, and sword, a divine-like figure.
The showdown between Xin Chuixue and Ye Gucheng was an event all swordsn in the world looked forward to, and even though He Zudao had not been involved in the Martial World for many years, he was indeed likely to have been invited this ti to watch.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng felt the situation was getting increasingly complicated, far beyond what he had imagined.
He imdiately settled the bill for the wine and left.
Outside, the continuous drizzle persisted.
Compared to the Outer City’s tense atmosphere, the Inner City seed cold and quiet, its damp streets filled with a heavy, oppressive air.
Lu Xiaofeng felt not only the atmosphere was oppressive but also his heart.
Because there were so things he was beginning to not understand.
For soone who normally solved problems through strategic thinking, this was undeniably terrifying.
Fortunately, he was not alone; he had his friends.
...
Inside the Cloud Inn.
Several dishes for accompanying drinks were laid out on the table.
Braised peanuts, fava beans, dried tofu, bass, etc.
Jiang Dali sat by the window, drinking with Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan.
The cold wind outside brought rain that sprinkled in, mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms and blending with the aroma of the wine, refreshing the heart and mind.
The sound of fluttering clothes ca from outside the window.
Lu Xiaofeng seed to ride the wind amidst the fragrance of flowers and leaped in through the window, grabbing a jug of wine from the table before flipping over to sit next to Xiao Yuanshan, a bit surprised he said,
"Mr. Xiao, it seems like your strength has improved again?"
Xiao Yuanshan smiled and said, "During our travels, I often drink and spar with Feng’er, and indeed I feel I’ve made further progress, occasionally gaining insights into the natural world."
Lu Xiaofeng said enviously, "You father and son, even when drinking, are as diligent as ordinary people in practice; I also like to drink, so why don’t I get any sensations when I drink?"
Jiang Dali said indifferently, "Because when you drink, you think of won. They don’t think about Martial Arts when they drink, at least their minds are empty. I’ve told you before, when your heart is free from thoughts of won, your moves naturally beco divine."
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