"What's all the fuss about?"

In the study, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes put down the bamboo slips, frowned and said to the Eight-Character Hu.

The mustache didn't take it seriously even after being scolded. He said,

"Master, I found a motorcade at the city gate today, with forty or fifty girls in it."

"They are all 28 years old!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly,

"Forty or fifty girls?"

"Which family is this person from that made such a big deal?"

The mustache showed a smile at this time and said,

"Master, the wonderful thing is that he is not an acquaintance of ours."

"I have found out clearly that he is from outside the city and comes to the market to buy things! And the person in charge is just a boy with no hair on his head."

The middle-aged man stood up directly this time,

"From outside the city?!"

After taking two steps back and forth in the room, the middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said,

"Don't be anxious about this matter. They will go to the market tomorrow and will not leave the city, so there is still time."

"First send someone to follow them and investigate."

"I'll make the decision again."

The mustachioed man immediately took the order and retreated.

After the mustache left, the middle-aged man shouted outside,

"Someone is coming!"

Suddenly an attendant walked in from the darkness.

"Go and check to see if there is any powerful young master from around Xianyang City. You must report it within tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The attendant bowed and stepped back.

The middle-aged man knelt down again and said with a bit of self-deprecation,

"Your Majesty? I am a person who dares not even leave the house, how can I be worthy of being your Majesty?"

"Nowadays, they are engaged in such shady private life that they are worse than a bitch."

"Shut up!"

At this moment, a scolding sound came from the door.

The middle-aged man looked up and saw an old man with white hair looking at him angrily.

"Uncle! I..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to help the other person, but was pushed away by the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man took out a cane and said angrily,

"Take off your clothes and kneel down!"

The middle-aged man no longer defended himself, knelt down, and took off his shirt, revealing his back with small scars.

The white-haired old man waved directly!

Snapped!

The vine fell on his back, causing a bloody mark.

The white-haired old man asked,

"Say! Who are you!"

The middle-aged man was beaten until his veins popped out. He endured the pain and said,

"I am the son of King Qi! Tian Qi!"

Bang! Another sound!

"Say! What do you want!"

"I will destroy Qin! Kill the tyrant! Avenge my father! No matter what it takes!"

Snapped!

"Do you dare to forget the revenge of your father, King Qi, who was starved to death by the tyrant!"

"Don't dare forget!"

In the room, one question and one answer.

Outside the room, all the attendants in the darkness looked around with extreme vigilance.

——

A night of silence.

Zhao Lang got up very early today.

People don't always sleep well when they are outside.

Xiaojiu and Xiaoqi also got up early and were grooming him.

The chirping laughter of girls could also be heard outside the door.

Everyone is looking forward to today's trip.

Soon, Zhao Lang tidied up and walked out the door.

Zhao Lang showed a wry smile when he saw the scene outside.

He was careless after all.

I didn’t expect how many people would pay attention to me if I took nearly fifty girls with me at one time.

"When you go out today, be smart."

"Also, you are not allowed to act alone, and you are not allowed to stray too far from the large team."

Zhao Lang gave instructions again.

Although Uncle Heifu and the others were following them all the way, there were too many girls and it was impossible to keep an eye on them one by one.

"Master, don't worry, we will follow you closely."

Su saw Zhao Lang's concern and returned.

Zhao Lang didn't want the girls to be too nervous, so he smiled and said,

"Okay, let's set off."

So he asked Wang Li to lead the way, and the group walked towards the market.

And just upstairs in the inn, at a window facing the street, the sturdy young man who had looked at Zhao Lang yesterday was looking at the neat team and said,

"Little uncle, this man actually has so many servants."

"He must be a local powerful person. Should we make some friends?"

He didn't talk about what happened to him and Zhao Lang yesterday.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Lang's team, then shook his head and said,

"We are not familiar with Xianyang, so let's forget it."

"Besides, these people may not be able to protect themselves."

"Look around this team."

The sturdy young man stood upstairs and looked at both sides of the team.

He frowned slightly, and several people in the crowd followed the team secretly.

The middle-aged man immediately said again,

"So, Yu'er, now you finally understand why I told you that you must keep a low profile, right?"

"As for you, just be honest this time. Let's buy the goods back. I, Uncle Xiang, will never come to Xianyang again."

The sturdy young man pretended not to hear what he said and asked,

"Uncle, this is Xianyang, do these people dare to do anything?"

Xiang Bo said disapprovingly,

"Of course they don't dare to take action inside the city, but maybe outside the city."

"Okay, why do you care so much about others? Clean up quickly and let's go to the market!"
To be continued...