Chapter 1296

A Luo saw all his reactions, and only then did he leave.

He originally didn't want to come, and even asked his former teammate and current leader with a straight face: "Why be so good to them?"

These guys are high-profile and arrogant, looking annoying; in the past, they would have been the targets he focused on disciplining.

"From now on, they are my subordinates; the stronger the subordinates, the stronger the army, and the stronger I am. What's wrong with that?" He Lingchuan said casually, "Don't forget they came to support Panlongcheng, purely out of hot-bloodedness."

A Luo was speechless and could only obediently come over to apply medicine.

Although the elixir he prescribed tasted terrible, the effect was surprisingly good. After four days in bed, Sha Wei was able to get out of bed and walk around.

That is a story for another time.

On the way home, He Lingchuan actually met Xin Yi again; this person was also strolling through the market.

He had dismissed his attendants and was mingling in the bustling crowd, looking relaxed and at ease.

He Lingchuan originally wanted to turn and leave, but Xin Yi's eyesight was as good as his. As soon as his gaze swept over, he raised his hand to greet him: "General He. Seeing each other three times in one day, we are truly fated."

"Mr. Xin is in high spirits."

"Before the curfew, I want to buy something to go with wine." Panlongcheng still has a curfew system, but trade has been booming in the last two years, and the curfew doesn't start until near the hour of the Rat, two hours later than before. Xin Yi looked at the oil-paper bags he was holding, "What delicious things are these?"

"A little smoked and marinated meat."

Xin Yi also saw a large bag of black-red, oval-shaped dried fruits like eggs: "And these?"

"Dates, a specialty of Wei City in the Panlong Wasteland, only sold in Panlongcheng in the last few years." He Lingchuan pushed the oil-paper bag in front of him, "Have one?"

Sun Fuling also likes these; he bought them for her as a snack.

Xin Yi took one casually and put it in his mouth.

"These are good, these are good, more fragrant and sweet than dried dates."

He Lingchuan asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Has Mr. Xin eaten these before?"

"No, I have to buy half a bag to take back."

He Lingchuan smiled and introduced other delicacies to him.

A quarter of an hour later, Xin Yi also had several oil-paper bags in his hands: "Nothing to do at night, would you like to drink together? I would like to ask General He to talk about the battle between Longchuan and Yuheng City."

"Mr. Xin is interested in fighting?" He Lingchuan thought he was just here to be a communications officer.

"To tell you the truth, I have been working hard on cultivation for so many years in the past, but I haven't had many opportunities to go to the battlefield." Xin Yi sighed, "The situation is such that a good man builds his career, and in the end, he still has to rely on the blade in his hand. I want to observe carefully this time when I come to Panlongcheng, and I will often ask General He for advice in the future!"

That makes sense, He Lingchuan nodded: "Not tonight, let's have a few drinks on Ximo Ridge tomorrow night."

"Oh? Oh—could it be that you have a date with a beauty?" Xin Yi suddenly understood and winked at him, "Hey, I'm being tactless again. Then, see you tomorrow morning!"

He Lingchuan smiled and said goodbye to him.

An hour later, moonlight like water spilled onto the Cloud Gold Tower.

He Lingchuan had already climbed to the top of the tower, where soft cushions were laid on the bricks and tiles, and wine and food were placed on the cushions.

Beside him sat a beauty.

The Cloud Gold Tower is located on a small hill and is the highest tower in Panlongcheng. Every day when the morning sun rises from the east, the first ray of golden light shines on the spire of this pagoda.

However, the beautiful scenery presented to He Lingchuan and Sun Fuling at this moment is the ten thousand lights of Panlongcheng.

That expanse of brilliant lights far surpasses the stars in the sky.

With their eyesight, they could still see the crowds of people coming and going on the street, as well as the wind lamps under the eaves of the shops.

The bustle and noise of Panlongcheng today cannot be mentioned in the same breath as three years ago.

The majestic city in the night is covered with a bit less murderous coldness and a bit more soft light of human life.

Sun Fuling brushed the hair blown by the wind behind her head and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."

He Lingchuan looked at her and echoed: "Isn't it?"

Looking at the beauty under the moon, her jade face shining, her clothes fluttering, it was as if she would ascend to immortality in the next second.

Today, Master Sun is so beautiful she doesn't look like a real person.

Sun Fuling glanced at him, her eyes like flowing waves: "I was talking about Panlongcheng."

"I was also talking about Panlongcheng." He Lingchuan smiled, "What else?"

It was quiet all around, and no one else could climb to the top of this tower. Sun Fuling asked him: "How come you have time to take me climbing the tower tonight?"

Just now she jumped up by herself, even more easily than He Lingchuan.

"The things in my hands are finished, shouldn't I hurry over to accompany our Master Sun?"

Sun Fuling sat with her knees up, her chin resting on her knees: "I heard you dealt with a few troublemakers from the east this afternoon?"

"Master's news is really well-informed." He Lingchuan said leisurely, "But they can't be counted as troublemakers, just a group of energetic boys with nowhere to vent. As long as they are well-trained, they will be good soldiers in the future."

Sun Fuling was silent for a while, then asked him: "Is there going to be a war? When are you leaving?"

He Lingchuan whispered: "Soon."

Neither of them spoke, but they held hands.

Only the breeze of March lingered on the spire.

Staring at the starlight of the city below, He Lingchuan thought of the current situation in the Xiro Nation.

The second prince of the Xiro Nation borrowed the power of Beijia and successfully took the throne.

And then? Did he think that inviting a wolf into the house would have a good result?

Although the Xiro Nation was weak in the past, at least it had sovereignty and was still an independent country.

Now, it is nothing more than a puppet in the hands of Beijia; if it is told to live, it lives; if it is told to die, it dies; if it is told to dance, it dares not stand still; if it is told to send troops, it points its spear at its own territory and people—even though Panlongcheng still pays taxes to the Xiro Nation—has it ever dared to say half a "no"?

Bowing down to Beijia is just such an end.

The new monarch of Xiro is too naive, thinking that after relying on Beijia, he is the second Baling, the second Xianyou?

Where is there such a good thing?

When being a dog for someone, don't forget that there are many kinds of dogs; some can be hunting dogs, and some are only fit to be sent to the vegetable market as meat dogs.

To Beijia, what use can the Xiro Nation have? Beijia wants Panlongcheng. And Xiro is nothing more than a blunt knife swung at Panlongcheng; it can't kill people, but it can cut people's hearts.

From this point of view, Zhong Shengguang is truly clear-headed in the world.

He refused to surrender to Beijia, which is to walk an exceptionally difficult but independent path.

He knows very well that even if he gets a moment of peace, Panlongcheng will not have a peaceful life. It will become a knife in the hands of Beijia, stabbing at other countries and other people, working hard to gather more nightmare energy for the Heavenly God.

The Xiro Nation is a warning from the past.

In the eyes of the Heavenly God and Beijia, they don't even count as people.

If you don't be a dog that bites, you will be the ore that is mined.

Sun Fuling asked him: "What are you thinking about?"

"Inviting a wolf into the house."

Sun Fuling blinked, surprised: "Who are you referring to?"

"Xiro."

Actually, he was thinking of the Situ father and son.

(End of chapter)