[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 81

Gong Jiu said: "You want me to kill Ximen Chuuxue?"

Yu Luocha said, "No, it's an appointment."

Gong Jiu said with a smile: "To make an appointment to fight with him, wouldn't that mean killing him?"

Yu Luocha sneered and said, "However, such wild words are spoken at such a young age."

Gong Jiudao: "I'm just telling the truth."

Yu Luocha said: "People who talk big usually die very quickly."

Gong Jiu said: "But I'm still alive."

Yu Luocha said: "This condition, are you willing?"

Gong Jiu said: "Why don't you want to."

Yu Luocha said: "Okay."

Ye Gucheng's sword energy is really nothing to Yu Luocha.

Pulling out the sword energy is a piece of cake.

Gong Jiu could feel the qi flowing in the meridians on his shoulders gradually calming down. He practiced evil kung fu and was rapidly repairing the damaged meridians. It would not be long before his martial arts would reach its peak again.

Will Ximen Chuuxue be his opponent?

He doesn't think so.

Gong Jiu smiled, and he said: "No matter what method you use, as long as you can make an appointment with Ximen Chuuxue in the end?"

Yu Luocha said: "That's right."

Gong Jiu said: "Okay."

Laugh conceitedly.

Gong Jiu thought that it was impossible to be killed. He stood against Ximen Chuuxue, and there was only one ending, and that was Ximen Chuuxue's death!

Yu Luocha, who was hiding in the mist, also laughed.

How should I describe his smile, is it vicious, or is it sure to win?

No, not at all, he just played with everything in the applause.

Unable to join the WTO?The realm is stagnant?

It doesn't matter.

With him pushing her back, no matter what kind of predicament Ah Xue encounters, she will definitely be able to get over it.

What can't enter the world, these are all lies, even Yu Luocha himself has no relationship with love.

He was able to achieve the Shattered Void, relying on talent, perseverance and never-ending ambition.

But when he really came into contact with the high scenery, he discovered that the so-called ambitions in the world are nothing at all. There is a saying in Buddhism, one flower, one world, one tree, one bodhi. The small world is the real world, what is beyond the Shattered Void, even Jade Rakshasa cannot determine.

But he didn't want only himself to be able to see the scenery from a high place.

Ximen Chuuxue should be with him.

The long-term stagnation in a realm can only show that he has not met a suitable opponent.

All that is needed to join the WTO are the seven emotions and six desires of human beings. Eros can be achieved, and so can a suitable opponent.

What Ah Xue needs is external stimulation.

Gong Jiu is his carefully selected opponent for A Xue, and he believes that killing him will make A Xue better both in terms of strength and character.

As for being killed by Gong Jiu?

Yu Luocha scoffed.

how is this possible.

At sunset, the city is quiet.

Murderous aura spread silently in the city.

Where does the murderous intent come from? It is as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

From the blade of the sword in the hand of the swordsman.

"rustle--"

It was the sound of digging.

Who is digging?

"did you find it?"

"what?"

"Treasure."

"Digging."

"I'm only doing it now, maybe I can't find it anymore."

"Why?"

"Because too many people have done it."

"But there's no one around."

"It's not that there are no people, it's just that they are not there."

"Where did they go?"

"Maybe he was killed."

There was another silence, and the wind blew through the woods, coldly, as if blowing through a person's heart.

"How do you know, they are all dead."

"I do not know."

"Then why do you assert?"

The man sneered and said, "Do you think that you are the first to discover the treasure?"

"How is it possible, there are many traces of excavation and burial here."

He thought, maybe he came too late, the treasure was buried in the woods and had been dug away long ago, he just came to try his luck, if someone hasn't dug the treasure away, can he pick up the leak?

His requirements are not high, as long as he can dig out a treasure, that's enough.

The shovel under him was still moving, and even talking to people couldn't slow down his digging speed.

"Ok?"

He suddenly paused, what is this strange feeling?

It doesn't look like a treasure chest, but it definitely doesn't feel like soft soil.

The man's heart tightened, and his movements became more cautious.

Is it cloth or other treasures?

He took out a fire pocket from his waist, and lit the fire pocket as soon as the flint touched the left and right. He couldn't hold the shovel with one hand, so he kept digging the soil with his own hands.

He must know what is under the soil.

"!"

The man stood up abruptly, took two steps back, the torch illuminated the scene below, it wasn't gold, silver or treasure, it wasn't cloth, it was human hands!

How can there be human hands in this place, and they are still buried in the soil?

It didn't even rot, presumably it didn't take long for someone to die.

"Hey!"

When he opened his mouth, he found that his voice had become trembling. This person suddenly remembered the person he was talking to just now. They obviously came to find the treasure together, but even though he pulled the person over, he seemed to be full of complaints. Reluctantly.

The man hadn't spoken for a long time.

The woods are very quiet, so quiet that people want to shudder.

Not right.

It shouldn't be this quiet here.

He held the torch in his hand, turned his head cautiously, and saw a pair of wide-open eyes, and a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth.

His companion is dead.

Just now, he died quietly.

But he still stood behind him.

How can a dead man stand?

He went all the way down with the fire folder, and saw his blood-stained clothes, and the blade of the sword shining in the moonlight.

Because of the light from the fire, the blade was not only shining, but also glowing red.

No, not the red of fire, but the red of blood.

The sword was suddenly pulled out from the person's body with a "poof".

Blood dripped from the blade.

The sword-bearer asked, "What did you see?"

The man said: "Human, human hand."

The sword-holder said, "Do you know why human hands are buried here?"

The man saw that the blade was getting closer, almost touching his neck, so he could only tremble and say, "Because they are all dead."

The sword-wielding man said: "Not bad."

He said again: "Do you know that this place is obviously a place where treasures are hidden, why is there no one digging for treasures?"

The man didn't speak because he already knew the answer.

The sword bearer said: "They are all dead too."

I don't know if he was scared to the limit. Although he was at the point where he would die anytime, anywhere, the fire folder in his hand was still held firmly.

He even raised the fire fold slightly, trying to see the face of the sword-bearer.

He said in surprise: "You!"

The sword bearer said, "Do you know who I am?"

He said, "Why are you killing people here!?"

The sword-bearer said: "Of course it is for money, for fame, for the future."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give his subordinates a chance to speak, so he raised his sword high and slashed down heavily.

Blood stained the ground red.

The sword-wielding man said: "It's also thanks to you digging a big hole, otherwise there would be no place to bury him."

After finishing speaking, he threw the still warm corpse into it.

Then the figure flashed, and the person disappeared again.

There was a pair of eyes in the darkness, staring at the man from afar.

It was far away, and it was night again, but he was sure that he would not be mistaken, the face of this person.

Because this is really a famous face in the world.

Wood Daoist!

He didn't think about why Taoist Mu appeared here, why he did things for King Nan, and why he killed so many people.

None of this required him to think about it.

As a hidden guard, he only needs to report to his master what he knows.

Ye Gucheng looked out the window.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning has soaked half of the sky.

Finally the day has come.

The day has come for Ximen Chuuxue to confront Sword Demon.

It was obviously not his duel, but both Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng woke up very early.

Is Lu Xiaofeng nervous?nervous.

There are many things that can make him nervous, whether it is the confrontation between Ximen Fuxue, or a huge conspiracy that he shouldn't know about.

Ye Gucheng just came back from practicing sword outside, he said coldly: "What are you doing up so early?"

Lu Xiaofeng usually sleeps till the sun rises, which is not at all the same as Ximen Chuuxueye Gucheng.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "I can't sleep."

Ye Gucheng said: "You don't want to compete with swords, there is nothing you can't fall asleep."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I just wonder why I always get involved in such a big trouble."

Ye Gucheng said: "This trouble, if you are willing to stay away, there is still time."

Indeed, the only thing Nan Wang cares about is Ye Gucheng, and Lu Xiaofeng turns out to be Ximen Chuuxue's friend, so it seems that he has nothing to do with the current complicated situation.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "That's not okay, the affairs of my friends are my affairs."

He added: "What's more..."

Ye Gucheng said: "What?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Although I am a prodigal son, I also know that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."

Ye Gucheng smiled and said, "You seem to know a lot of truths."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't know the big reason, I just know that today is a very good emperor."

An emperor is a good emperor if he can govern the country without war and the people live well.

Ye Gucheng said: "Really?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked again: "Where did City Lord Ye go yesterday?"

It suddenly occurred to him that Ye Gucheng was not there the whole day yesterday, which is really abnormal.

He didn't need to go out by himself to know everything, even Lu Xiaofeng doubted how he knew so many things.

Maybe it's because of his servant girl?But there are too few of them. With these people, how to build a big network that includes the entire Yingtian.

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's question, Ye Gucheng curled his fingers slightly, and said, "It's just going out for a walk."

Lu Xiaofeng wondered, "Walking?"

Ye Gucheng showed a very strange expression, as if he was looking at someone through the window, but that person was not here.

Ye Gucheng said: "There are so many people in Yingtian who want to find me and meet me. I should also meet their needs."

Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking, he thought, he knew what Ye Gucheng was doing.

He went to kill.

Lu Xiaofeng stood up, obviously today was the day of Ximen Chuuxue duel, but he wanted to go out.

Ye Gucheng didn't ask him where he was going because he was clear in his heart.

Ye Gucheng said: "Are you going to watch their duel?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Maybe go, maybe not."

Ye Gucheng said: "Okay."

What kind of riddle are the two playing?

Ximen Chuuxue was washing himself with cold water.

It was clearly the twelfth lunar month of winter, before March [-]th, and icicles hung from the eaves, but he had someone pour a large bucket of cold water.

He ordered someone to fetch a small wooden barrel, filled it with water, and poured it on himself.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue only had his middle coat on his body, and the water was pouring on his body, wouldn't it make his heart feel cold?

This is very different from Ximen Chuuxue's actions before the previous confrontation.

He will fast, he will bathe and burn incense, and he will trim his nails, all of which are out of respect for his opponent and death.

But why would he wash his body with cold water in the severe cold of Sanjiu now?

It was because of the heat in his body.

Those who practice the ruthless way will burn more and more intensely like a prairie fire.

What rose in Ximen Chuuxue's heart was not love, nor family affection, but hatred.

Hate is the most raging fire in the world.

He was using external force, trying to extinguish the flames on his body a little bit, trying to calm down his fiery heart, because he had to face the sword ghost with a hundred times more energy.

He's going to kill him.

Yu Luocha was in the courtyard, but no one could find his whereabouts.

He sat cross-legged on a tall plum tree, his body covered by lush petals.

Below is Ximen Chuuxue.

Yu Luocha nodded in satisfaction. How long has it been since he saw Ah Xue's energetic appearance?

It seems that since he has practiced swords, he has rarely had emotional fluctuations.

This can prove that he is extremely talented, but at the same time, it also makes Yu Luocha lose a lot of joy in being a father.

He hoped that Ximen Chuuxue could be more lovely.

"!"

Ximen Chuuxue's body paused, and he pulled out the sword at his waist with his backhand, and swung it somewhere without looking at it.

The plum petals drifted into the mud.

He looked up and saw only the clear winter sky.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned.

Just now, there was a demonic aura.

He stood holding the sword for a long time, but in the end he couldn't find the source of the evil spirit, so he gave up and poured basin after basin of cold water on himself.

Yu Luosha clings to the tree trunk, hiding behind the plum tree.

His smile became more and more weird, with pride and excitement mixed in it.

My son Jianxin is incomparable.

Except for the people in the Zijin Palace and Ye Gucheng Lu Xiaofeng, no one knew that the two swordsmen were going to fight at the top of the Forbidden City.

Even Zhang Wanrou, who didn't appear in a few chapters, didn't know about it.

Because everyone who appeared on the top of the Forbidden City knows a lot of secrets that they shouldn't know.

Ye Gucheng passed by in the dark night, his white clothes were not obvious because of the natural barrier of the night.

And who would pass by on a high place in such a silent night?

A high wall blocked Ye Gucheng's front. During the day, the wall was vermilion, but now, it was pitch black.

He kicked his feet and walked on the smooth wall, as if walking on flat ground, but the imperial guards on duty didn't seem to see him, and let Ye Gucheng pass without hindrance.

Thinking about it, Wei Ziyun should have conveyed the emperor's order earlier, and no one would stop him from entering and exiting the Forbidden City tonight.

Ye Gucheng climbed to the top of the Forbidden City and looked down, except for the light of two or three torches, everything was pitch black.

The huge Forbidden City is like a man-eating beast.

Little do they know how brilliant and brilliant it is under the sun.

The top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony is the highest place in the Forbidden City, Ximen Chuuxue is already waiting, Lu Xiaofeng and Wei Ziyun are beside him.

Ye Gucheng glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, raised his eyebrows and said, "You're here too."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Ximen is fighting Sword Demon, of course I want to come."

Ye Gucheng said inexplicably, "Really?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "You are not too."

Ye Gucheng stopped talking.

Lu Xiaofeng said to Wei Ziyun again: "As the number one expert in the palace, how about you not staying by the emperor's side?"

Wei Ziyun said: "My lord, Long En, granted me permission to come out and watch this battle."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "From this point of view, he is indeed a very good person."

For a swordsman, even if he temporarily puts down his job, he still needs to watch the battle.

It has benefited him a lot throughout his life.

Wei Ziyun said: "What's more, His Majesty has guards who are stronger than me."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Better than the number one expert in the university?"

Wei Ziyun said: "Comparing me to him is like the brilliance of fireflies to the bright moon. It is not worth mentioning."

A ghost-like figure suddenly floated from a distance.

Both Lu Xiaofeng and Wei Ziyun shut up.

Ye Gucheng's eyes moved slightly.

Only Ximen Chuuxue was still standing calmly with his hands behind his back.

The man stopped on the eaves, the bronze ghost face glowing coldly under the moonlight.

It is Sword Demon!

The sword ghost said: "You came early?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly.

The sword ghost said again: "Come so early, could it be that you can't wait to fight with me?"

Ximen Chuuxue still didn't speak, but there was already a faint murderous look around him.

The sword ghost said: "I'm always punctual, and the time I come here is not more than one minute and not less than one minute."

Ximen Chuuxue finally spoke.

He said, "I'll just tell you one thing."

Sword Demon said with great interest, "What?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "People who talk too much will die very quickly."

Sword Demon: "Really?"

Ximen Chuixue said, "Draw your sword!"

The sword ghost said: "Okay."

The blades of the two swords are black and white, so black that it seems to be able to absorb all the darkness, and it looks more unpretentious at night, but it is because of this that it looks thick and weighty.

The white blade is different from the black one, it is dazzlingly white, and its brilliance and brilliance cannot be stopped even by the dark night, just like his master.

Sword Qi soared to the sky from both of them.

The duel is imminent.

The little emperor is drinking.

He is the king of a country, and he rarely has the opportunity to drink like this.

Because he must stay awake, and only when he is awake can he make a correct judgment.

Besides, drinking alone is a very lonely and lonely thing. As the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, who can he drink with?

When his mind is full of alcohol, he can always feel the loneliness covered by the busy business, and the absurdity buried deep in his mind.

So, he never drank heavily.

But today, the little emperor didn't drink alone, he seemed to suddenly have a friend, someone who could drink with him, even if this person was a quack.

People who have been lonely for a long time always long for company, even if it is the friendship of gentlemen who are as light as water.

In this world, who would have the audacity to drink with the emperor?

Only Lu Xiaofeng.

The whole world is his friend, even in the palace, he will not be overly restrained.

Opposite him is not only the emperor, but also a young man, a young man longing for friends.

But for some reason, when drinking happily with this young man, beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

In winter, why are there beads of sweat?Even though the room was warm enough, it wasn't so hot that one would sweat.

After drinking a glass of wine, the little emperor said slowly, "Is it really all right if you drink here?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I am here only because it is more dangerous here."

If Wei Ziyun was here, he would definitely think that he was talking nonsense, even though Lu Xiaofeng had been as careful as possible, paying attention to his words.

But the person facing him is not someone else, but the emperor, so no matter how he speaks, he will appear arrogant and different.

But the emperor didn't care much about these things, he said: "Aren't you going to the roof?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "There is already a Lu Xiaofeng there."

The little emperor said: "Oh?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's Sikong Zhaixing, his disguise technique is unparalleled in the world."

The little emperor said: "Sikong Zhaixing, I know him, he is said to be the number one thief in the Jianghu."

The strange thing is that even though he is the emperor, when he said the word "steal" again, he didn't show contempt at all. Not only did he not see it, but his attitude seemed to be very praising, as if he was talking about another person around him.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flashed, these people from the rivers and lakes are to the emperor, shouldn't they be characters in the legends?

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Sikong Zaixing must be very happy that his name has been heard by the Holy Majesty."

"Snapped----"

The door was pushed open.

The flame on the candlestick swayed suddenly due to the rush of wind, but stopped firmly.

The little emperor looked at the jug with half a cup of wine left in front of him, and sighed: "It's a pity."

Is it a pity for the wine, or a pity for the people?

He turned his head and said quietly: "Do you know that trespassing on the palace is a felony?"

Nanwang said: "What is my crime?"

He looked at the little emperor first, and then at Lu Xiaofeng who was opposite him, he seemed a little surprised why a man from the rivers and lakes appeared here.

Nanwang only knew that the current emperor was a very, very polite person. In his eyes, the emperor was a wise man, but not a smart person, at least not as smart as him.

Otherwise, how could his plan succeed?

Nan Wang subconsciously ignored the little unrest in his heart, why was the little emperor not surprised at all when he saw him appear?

Wang An stood behind Nan Wang with low eyebrows and did not speak.

Nan Wangdao: "I have endured humiliation for many years, just for today."

The little emperor said: "Are you planning to rebel?"

Nanwang said: "How is it possible."

The Prince Nan appeared from behind him, with the same face, but no one was shocked.

The little emperor already knew.

The little emperor said: "Even if they look exactly the same, so what?"

He said: "Didn't you see Lu Xiaofeng beside me, Daxia Lu?"

Lu Xiaofeng is a first-class master who has become famous in the Jianghu. With him by the emperor's side, most people in the Jianghu are no match for him.

However, Nan Wang was not panicked at all, on the contrary, he showed a triumphant smile.

Nan Wangdao: "I originally thought that the one next to you would be Wei Ziyun, but unexpectedly it was temporarily changed to Lu Xiaofeng."

They, the royal relatives, are so familiar with the masters of the rivers and lakes.

Nan Wang said: "It doesn't matter, they are all mobs."

Hearing what he said, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help showing a helpless smile.

It's not that Lu Xiaofeng is boasting, both he and Wei Ziyun are well-ranked masters in the Jianghu, especially him, there are really not many people stronger than him in the Jianghu.

If he is considered a mob, then how strong is the helper Nan Wang invited.

But when the person showed his face behind Nan Wang, Lu Xiaofeng was really surprised.

He said: "Taoist Mu!"

Before Lu Xiaofeng was completely surprised, a person appeared behind Nan Wang.

Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise: "Layman Gusong!"

He never expected that it was these two people who appeared.

Leaving aside layman Gu Song, Taoist Mu is a real celebrity in the Jianghu. Even if the status of the Wudang School is much weaker than in previous years, he is still a respectable old man who can have a place in the Jianghu by virtue of his reputation.

Why did such an old man conspire against King Nan?

Taoist Mu saw that Lu Xiaofeng was still smiling like a fairy, he said: "Long time no see, Hero Lu."

Lu Xiaofeng just looked at him warily and didn't speak.

Mu Daoren said: "Do you want to ask why I appear here?"

Before Lu Xiaofeng said yes, Nan Wang actually opened his mouth. He may have suppressed it for many years, but he couldn't wait for this moment, so he urged: "I'll talk about it later, get rid of them first."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Mu Taoist's eyes. Any villain would be very unhappy when his confession of desire was interrupted.

But even if he was unhappy, it was useless. Mu Taoist was able to lose his famous image for so long because he was a person who was very good at disguising and being patient.

His patience is much higher than that of Nan Wang. The patience and humiliation that Nan Wang is proud of is a child's lesson in front of him.

But this pediatric idiot actually has incredible ambitions and unique conditions, he can even give Taoist Mu what he wants.

He hopes to become the head of the Wudang faction, which has become Mu Taoist's heart disease.

But what he wants is not the Wudang faction that is now in decline, but the Wudang faction that was once famous.

But at the same time, he couldn't let go of his ghost villa and his ability to run it for a long time.

When the Wudang School was still very brilliant, he was not short of money at all. With his reputation, he could easily obtain things that many people would never get in their lifetime, whether it was money or status.

But now, just raising a ghost villa is very reluctant.

Because of lack of money.

Without fame, he would lose everything that fame can bring. Without the aura of Wudang sect, even Mu Taoist would be thrown into hell in one fell swoop.

Therefore, he needs a lot of money and needs to revive the reputation of the Wudang faction.

The best way is to link the Wudang sect with the imperial court, so that they are not only a martial arts sect, but can also eat offerings from the imperial court.

Things in the world are things in the world after all, and those foolish men and women are the ones who really give incense money.

However, today's Holy Majesty is not interested in Jianghu sects, even if he wants to, he is powerless.

Nan Wang found him at this moment.

Even Mu Taoist had to admit that although Nanwang's plan was fantastic, it was not impossible to realize it, even if he heard it, his heart was moved for a while.

All bosses have restless blood in their bones, so after much deliberation, he decided to agree to Nanwang.

Think of it as being in Nanwang's shares.

Lu Xiaofeng was in a stalemate with Taoist Mu and Layman Gusong.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, because he knew that Taoist Mu's martial arts were so advanced that he had few opponents in the Jianghu. As for the Layman Gu Song who followed him, although he was elusive in the Jianghu, he had also defeated several famous ones. figure.

There are two of them, Lu Xiaofeng only has one, if this goes on, there will only be one ending, and that is failure!

Nan Wangdao: "Hurry up, when this is resolved, I have to go to the top of the Forbidden City to find Ye Gucheng."

The little emperor pricked up his ears, as soon as he came into contact with this name, it was as if he had touched some terrible switch.

He said, "Who did you say you were looking for?"

Nan Wang said triumphantly, "Is there a second person named Ye Gucheng in this world?"

The little emperor said: "What are you looking for him for?"

Nan Wang said: "Of course he is going to die."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, what kind of enmity did this Southern King and Lord Ye have forged?

Nan Wangdao: "If Ye Gucheng doesn't die, I will feel uneasy all day."

He said, "I hate him even more than you."

He pointed at the little emperor.

The little emperor raised his eyebrows, but he didn't know that there was such a plot in the middle.

That being so...

The door behind him was opened silently.

Lu Xiaofeng was startled, when will there be a door there?

Ye Gucheng walked out, as cold as ice.

Lu Xiaofeng said in shock: "Ye Gucheng!"

Ye Gucheng ignored him, and shot at Nan Wang with sharp eyes, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Has been intimidated by the eyes.

Ye Gucheng said: "The grassland people in the mountains don't know that the prince cares about them so much."

He talked about the grassland people in the mountains, but he looked at Nan Wang as if he was looking at a pile of shit, a bedbug.

Still kind of stinky.

Nanwang said: "Ye Gucheng!"

There was hatred and fear in his voice.

He said, "Why are you here!"

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, just looked at him with mocking eyes.

After a while, he said: "Do you know that there is a technology called disguise in the world?"

Since Sikong Zhaixing can be transformed into Lu Xiaofeng, why can't someone else be transformed into Ye Gucheng?

It was stupid to ask him such a question.

Ye Gucheng said: "You seem to want my life very much?"

He looked at Nan Wang coldly, Taoist Mu sighed and stepped forward.

He said: "Although I don't want to be an enemy of City Lord Ye, I have to do it at this time."

"City Master Ye, please."