Tao Yiju Tea House is ranked among the best in the entire Nan City. It is not only elegant, but also attracts many powerful people to come here just to enjoy the tea ceremony and elegant environment here.

At one o'clock in the night, the teahouse was still brightly lit, and there were even many young men in black nearby, patrolling back and forth very vigilantly.

From this point of view, another powerful person has come to Tao Yiju Tea House.

Of course, Tao Yiju Tea House is not accessible to ordinary people. Only those with high status can enter.

Tao Yiju Tea House looks very spacious, like a private courtyard, full of rich and simple Chinese flavor.

In a tea ceremony pavilion, an old man in his seventies was sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. As he breathed, the energy around him continued to fluctuate, which showed that this old man's strength was quite extraordinary.

If Zhang Yi were here, he would definitely recognize this old man. He is the old man who pretended to be dead last time.

Mr. Long!

As he slowly opened his eyes, his fluctuating body returned to normal. He picked up a cup of tea on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Good tea, it is indeed Tao Yiju's tea ceremony. It is really different."

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After drinking, he put down his tea cup and waved to a young guard outside the pavilion: "Who is that, come here!"

"Mr. Long, what are your orders?"

The young man was very cold and expressionless, and there seemed to be no smile at all on his face.

"Xuetu has been away for so long, why haven't you come back yet? He won't be killed by that kid, right?" Mr. Long frowned and spoke carelessly, which was not consistent with his age.

"This..." The young man hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

"Mr. Long, I'm back!"

At this moment, a cold-blooded young man came from outside, and he was clearly the blood massacre.

"Why are you coming back now? I thought you were killed by that kid?" Mr. Long was a little impatient, and then pointed to the stool in front: "Sit down!"

Xue Tu sat down, then raised his head, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Long, I have already informed that boy!"

"Really?" Mr. Long fell into deep thought after hearing this. He gently raised his fingers on the fragrant wood table and said, "Have you found out where the kid came from?"

"It's been checked out. This is that boy's information!" Xue Tu nodded and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Elder Long took the note and opened it, then his eyes widened with disbelief on his face as he raised his head: "That boy is actually the God of Death who disappeared recently?"

"Yes, he is the God of Death and the King of Mercenaries!" Xue Tu nodded solemnly.

Mr. Long crumpled the paper into a ball with one hand, frowned and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he raised his head and asked: "Have you found out why the God of Death came to China? As far as I know, the God of Death kills decisively.

When it comes to China, we don’t know if it’s a disaster or..."

"Nothing can be found out at all!" Xue Tu shook his head, and then continued: "Even if we at Longmen have information about killing the god, we only have some information. On a deeper level, it seems that it has been manipulated and encrypted...

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"Huh? What do you mean? Even our Longmen can't find out the information about the God of Killing?" Mr. Long's eyes widened with surprise.

"To be precise, there is no authority..." Xue Tu smiled bitterly.

After hearing what he said, Mr. Long suddenly stood up, his expression very solemn, and after a long time he said: "It seems that the identity of the God of Killing is really not simple. He can't even find out the authority of our Dragon Gate..."

Xue Tu hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Mr. Long, then... do we still want to continue the investigation?"

"No need, take him to see me someday when you are free. I have some things that I need to talk to him about..." Mr. Long waved his hand, a glimmer of light flashed in his old eyes.

"Mr. Long, do you want to..."

"Invite him to join our Longmen!" Mr. Long put his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Huh?" Xue Tu's eyes widened and he continued: "Mr. Long, you have to think twice! The God of Death is a killer, and our Dragon Gate..."

"So what?" Mr. Long smiled.

"This..." Xue Tu was about to speak but stopped.

"Okay, I have decided on this matter. Of course, if you want to join our Longmen, you must pass my assessment..." Mr. Long waved his hand at him impatiently.

Xue Tu sighed, stood up, and slowly retreated...

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After Zhang Yi came out of Lujia's apartment, the hostility in his body faded a lot.

For him, anyone who dares to hurt Li Yuxi will make their life worse than death. Of course, Chen Mulin was tortured to death by him...

After getting rid of Chen Mulin, he then started to worry about Li Yuxi. Going through such a thing was simply not something that ordinary people could bear, especially since Li Yuxi was still mentally traumatized...

In less than ten minutes, he rushed back to the slum. As soon as he entered the door, Mo Shuining came up to him with a depressed face: "Uncle Junior, you are finally back!"

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Zhang Yi's face darkened.

"That sister woke up just now..." The little girl had a depressed look on her face.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Yi was stunned, and then hurriedly ran into the room, but saw Li Yuxi still lying on the bed, fast asleep.

"She woke up just now and was shaking all over, with despair in her eyes. I didn't know what to do, so I tapped her acupuncture points and made her fall asleep..." Mo Shuining saw her junior uncle looking at her.

With a questioning look, I panicked and quickly explained.

"..."

Zhang Yi was speechless for a while, glared at her, then reached out and tapped Li Yuxi twice, untying her acupuncture points.

As the acupuncture points were unlocked, Li Yuxi finally woke up from her deep sleep.

"Brother Yi, I'm afraid..."

Li Yuxi, who woke up, suddenly threw herself into his arms, her delicate body trembling.

"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm by your side, no one can hurt you!" Zhang Yi's face was gloomy, and his fists clenched loudly.

Li Yuxi still hugged him tightly. In her heart, she could only find a sense of security in Brother Yi's arms.

Mo Shuining looked at the scene in front of her calmly and quietly retreated...

As time passed by, Li Yuxi had no idea how long she had been sobbing in his arms, crying until she could no longer squeeze out tears.

"Brother Yi, thank you!"

Li Yuxi, who was gradually recovering from her emotions, broke away from the man's arms and smiled reluctantly at him.

"As long as you're fine." Zhang Yi smiled softly, and then said softly: "Are you hungry? I'll cook for you?"

"Ah?" Li Yuxi was stunned, looked at him with big eyes and said, "Brother Yi, can you also cook?"

"Of course I will!"

"But...but I have no appetite..." Li Yuxi's eyes dimmed, and then she said softly: "Brother Yi, don't leave tonight, okay? Because...only you are by my side, I...!"

At the end of the sentence, I lowered my head shyly and couldn't say any more...

"I won't leave. I will stay with you tonight. You can sleep peacefully..." Zhang Yi looked gentle.

"Um……"

Her voice is as thin as a mosquito.
Chapter completed!