"Isn't this the friend of the Ninth Young Master Yang?" Ji Wuye held the wine glass and looked at Yang Cong with a smile: "I don't know what's going on when I visit the humble house late at night."

"If you don't have anything to do, can't you come to General Ji?" Yang Cong smiled and sat opposite Ji Wuye: "I'm here this time, I'm going to come to General Ji to reminisce about the past."

"Reminisce about the past?" Ji Wuye frowned slightly.

Ji Wuye had no confidence in Yang Cong, because Yang Cong was too mysterious. He had sent someone to check Yang Cong's information a few days ago.

However, all the information shows that Yang Cong entered the city with Han Fei, and further forward, it was like it appeared out of thin air.

For an opponent or enemy who is not aware of the details, it is worth noting and careful.

Moreover, the strength shown by Yang Cong that day was too shocking. He took the bronze ruler with empty hands, which is something that ordinary people can bear.

"General Ji, this time I came, I don't know why there seemed to be fewer people in the mansion." Yang Cong looked at Ji Wuye with a smile and said, "I don't know where these people have gone."

Ji Wuye's eyes were tilted. If others didn't know where these people were going, Ji Wuye didn't believe that Yang Cong wouldn't know where they were going.

More than a dozen dead soldiers sent out, but none of them survived.

And Yang Cong's words are another way to beat Ji Wuye.

"General Ji." Yang Cong picked up the wine pot on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, then looked at Ji Wuye and said, "You are the most powerful minister. You can say that the whole of South Korea is more than one person than ten thousand people, but... this extremely powerful minister is always a minister."

Hearing this, Ji Wuye's hand, which was originally holding the wine glass, tightened, either because of anything else or because of Yang Cong's words, stimulated Ji Wuye.

For Ji Wuye, although he has outstanding military achievements and is worthy of his name in Korea, he is still a minister, and the minister means he must always obey others' orders.

This is Ji Wuye’s biggest concern.

"Young Master Yang, even though that's the case." Ji Wuye was also a cunning person after all, and he was not too emotional: "Young Master Yang does things under the ninth master differently. It's not much better than Ji."

"Oh?" Yang Cong put down his wine glass and looked at Ji Wuye in surprise: "General Ji then saw that I was working for Brother Han. It is also a benefit to tell him plainly. He gave me what I wanted and what I wanted. In this fair trade, how can we talk about the difference between the king and the minister."

"Young Master Yang." Ji Wuye suddenly smiled, then suddenly picked up the wine glass, and filled Yang Cong's glass with Yang Cong's calm eyes: "This nine young master is fun by nature and does not miss the serious business. A royal prince is really a bad reputation. Young Master Yang is so strong, why not find something better? The Ninth young master can afford it. I, Ji, will never interfere with what you want to do."

Yang Cong looked at Ji Wuye. It turned out that Ji Wuye poured him wine to attract him, but Yang Cong was not interested in this: "General Ji's words were a bit over. Although I am a fair deal with Brother Han, there are more things between me and Brother Han than General Ji."

"What?" Ji Wuye looked at Yang Cong and asked.

"The friendship between friends." Yang Cong drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuye knew it. This will definitely not be able to recruit Yang Cong.

However, Ji Wuye was not ready to give up.

"There are some of Mr. Yang and Mr. Ninth, and I can also have them." Ji Wuye said with a smile: "Why not choose a more suitable friend?"

"I'm thankful for General Ji for his kindness." Yang Cong put down his cup and said, "I, Yang Cong, are not a person who forgets my roots, and I want to say something to General Ji."

"The lion and the rabbit both go all out in the fight, and being careless will only make them eliminated earlier."

After saying that, Ji Wuye's eyes suddenly shook, and his hand couldn't help but touch the bronze ruler beside him.

However, just the moment Ji Wuye touched the bronze ruler with his hand, Yang Cong spoke.

"General Ji, sometimes, you won't die if you don't commit suicide."

When Ji Wuye realized it, dozens of swordsman Ji Wuye suddenly appeared around Ji Wuye.

Looking at these dozens of swords, Ji Wuye was shocked. You know that he had not even reacted, so he had already failed.

"General Ji." Yang Cong slowly stood up and walked out the door: "I, Yang Cong, never oppose struggle. After all, only struggle can make people grow. But if some people want to make some evil ways, then I am sorry, Yang Cong is not a ruthless person."

After saying that, Yang Cong instantly disappeared into the entire hall.

As Yang Cong finished speaking, the dozens of swords floating in the air seemed to have received orders and shot Ji Wuye.

Before Ji Wuye could react, dozens of swords had already pierced into the stone slab.

These swords did not stab Ji Wuye in general, and each one was almost perfect. Yu Ji Wuye missed and stabbed into the stone slab beside Ji Wuye.

At this moment, Ji Wuye was surrounded by swords.

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After this time Yang Cong's danger, Ji Wuye became much more honest.

No one is being sent to assassinate Han Fei.

However, although Ji Wuye did not send anyone, some people were always dishonest.

At night, Yang Cong's tea was gone, so he thought about finding Ziyi to ask for tea.

Originally, Yang Cong was going to find Han Fei, but Han Fei accompanied Honglian, so Yang Cong was not so bored to go with him. After all, Yang Cong was not interested in this.

When he arrived at Zilanxuan, Yang Cong found Nongyu's room.

In the past, Nong Yu was in this room.

However, after Zi Lanxuan had a murder case, she pointed at Nong Yu very carefully after she changed the room with Nong Yu.

Just as Yang Cong walked to the door, he suddenly heard a fight coming from inside.

Yang Cong pushed open the door, and a scene inside appeared in front of Yang Cong.

I saw the purple girl wearing silk cloth and holding a chain snake soft sword in her hand. Most of the parts of her body were clearly visible by Yang Cong.

However, Yang Cong was not in the mood to appreciate the figure of the purple girl this time.

Because not far from Zi Nu, a man with a pointed nose mask and a black cloak stood there covering his chest.

Looking at this, it seemed that Zi Nu was fighting with this man.
Chapter completed!