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There were hundreds of restaurants in the Jing Xuan Palace, and no matter which one, there would always be a few customers every day. The people in charge of the restaurant knew that the guests were all people of status in the palace, and that if there were two or more people in the past, they would be placed in a separate room unless there was a special request. Although the room was small, it was also relatively private.

The wine encouraged their conversation. Ye Mo Han told the story of how he had been preparing to avenge his father since he was young. He told of the unforgettable things that had happened to him. These things had helped him gain some experience. Zhu Xingtong also told him about his past and the hard work he had done in the Wudang Sect. He had something in common with Ye Mo, Ye Wen, and Liang Wangfeng; they were all hardworking in cultivating, advancing to the peak in martial arts, and using their skills to suppress others. The difference was that the reason why he practiced the sword diligently was purely because of his love for martial arts. As for Ye Mo Han and Zhu Xingtong, they had only been moving forward for a certain purpose, and had started to slowly grow fond of martial arts.

"One of them is the only daughter of the head of the Mo Clan, the other is the former head of the Thousand Poison Sect. I've heard that the Sect Leader is interested in you as well. I really admire you for this." Zhu Xingtong suddenly brought up the topic of discussion with a mischievous smile.

Zhu Xingtong being so frank didn't make Ye Mo Han feel awkward. After all, it was strange for two men not to talk about women after drinking.

"Jing Shi's wife, Dong Rui, is close friends with Lady Xi Yan. As for the Sect Leader of Black Cloaked Sect, he is my sworn sister." When Ye Chanhan mentioned Dong Fang Rui and Mo Xi Yan, he could not help but drink another cup of wine. It was as if when he mentioned the two of them, he would feel that they were the same, but his consciousness kept telling him that Dong Fang Rui was his wife.

Zhu Xingtong laughed out loud, "What soulmate? Little sister, in my opinion, it's better if you marry them all." Let those who are already jealous of you vomit blood. "No, no, this Miss Mo has a proud and aloof personality, even if she was willing to marry you, she wouldn't be condescended to be someone's concubine, it's really difficult!"

Ye Mo Han clinked glasses with Zhu Xingtong and smiled, "People in the martial world always like to spread rumors. In the eyes of those people, it seems like men and women must walk their own paths. If they don't have a relationship with each other, it's like breaking an iron law."

"They are all ordinary people." Zhu Xingtong spoke with a taunting tone.

"Not only vulgar, but annoying." The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

Outside the wine house, a group of patrolling soldiers had arrived. Although there were only a few dozen of them, they still exuded a mighty and imposing aura. At this moment, it was noon. The sun shone down on the roof of the wine house, causing the red tiles to immediately sparkle. It was as if the surface of the red sea was rippling, sending waves after waves toward the roof. A ray of sunlight shone through the window behind Zhu Xingtong. The room's temperature had clearly risen a little.

"It's not easy to get into the palace, and it's hard to get out." Zhu Xingtong opened the window and watched the patrolling soldiers leave.

"What, you in a hurry to get out?" Ye Mo Han asked puzzledly.

"Since my identity has been seen through by you, the only condition for me to stay here is death. Say it, do you want to kill me right now or hand me over to Mo Yunfan? " At this time, Zhu Xingtong had restrained his smile, but he was still calm and composed. It was as if he had been prepared for death and didn't want to resist at all.

Ye Mo Han laughed, "Do you really think I'm working for Mo Yunfan?"

"You're not doing it for Mo Yunfan, you're doing it for Mo Xi." What Zhu Xingtong said was right. If Mo Xi and Yan Zhen met with danger, Ye Mo Han would naturally not stand by and watch.

"According to the current state of the world, you won't be able to complete your ultimate mission within two or three years, right?" The war had just begun, and this was only the beginning. The Nangong Aristocrat Clan and Mo Clan, no matter who won, would be beneficial to the Wudang Sect.

"Based on the Mo Clan's strength, it would take at least five years. If it's too many, it might even be possible." Zhu Xingtong's analysis of the current situation was indeed much higher than Ye Mo's.

Ye Mo Han clapped three times and said, "This means that you will be working for Mo Yunfan for the next five years. Then, what reason do I have to stop you?"

Zhu Xingtong smiled and nodded. She turned around and threw a backhand palm attack towards Ji Hao. Ye Mo Han seemed to have expected Zhu Xing Tong to make a move, but he still sat there motionlessly. When the palm power arrived, Ye Mo Han's wine cup suddenly shot up, absorbing all the power from the palm. The wine cups were rotating rapidly in the air, while Zhu Xingtong and Ye Wen were sitting still, one standing and the other sitting on the ground. Both of their eyes were staring at the wine cup that was like a spinning top.

The wine cup was made of white porcelain, and under a layer of palm force, it was quickly rotating. There was no wine in the cup, but a thin layer of smoke began to slowly rise. The smoke was enveloped by the palm power, unable to rise up, unable to fall down, unable to stick to, flying around like headless flies.

It was hard to say when the wine cup had disappeared, but it was as if, in that instant, the wine cup had never existed. Zhu Xingtong had the same feeling as Ye Mo Han. Right now, no matter who it was that came in, no one could feel anything out of the ordinary. It was just two people eating wine in a side room of the inn, but that wine cup no longer existed.

"Good kung fu!" Zhu Xingtong praised him sincerely. That palm was just to test the depth of Ye Mo Han's power, to see if he was really as amazing as the rumours in the martial arts world. How could he have known that Ye Han would not have moved at all, not only had he used the wine cup to block the palm strength, but he had also used his own palm strength to wear the wine cup to the point where it disappeared without a trace. This exchange of moves didn't alarm anyone. Zhu Xingtong knew that her internal energy was at least more than ten years weaker than Ye Mo Han's. She couldn't help but feel a great sense of awe in her heart.

"You're not bad either." His palm seemed soft and powerless, like a gentle breeze blowing past one's face. When he crossed the table, he did not knock the cup down, but when it arrived in front of him, it contained boundless power. This simple palm strike actually displayed his control over the power of his palm. Inwardly, he was worried about the Wudang Sect. If Sun Muxia had people like Zhu Xingtong in his faction, then wouldn't the Wudang Sect be even scarier than the Jade Pavilion? If the truth was the same as Ye Han's conjecture, then Sun Muxia only needed to give the order to have the various powers fall into a chaotic battle. How could the Wudang Sect not take advantage of this opportunity to reap the rewards? However, Sun Muxia had no plans to do so. He could not figure out why. At this moment, Ye Mo Han thought of Mo Xiyan and Xie Feiyan. These two people's analysis and judgement of the various powers in the world were all extraordinary, at least stronger than him.

The sun began to tilt slightly to the west, and the room became cooler without any direct sunlight. Ye Mo Han looked at Zhu Xingtong and suddenly remembered that it was impossible for Sun Muxia to pass on the message to him. Because the security of the Mystery Palace was too tight, and Zhu Xingtong's mission might never be completed in his lifetime, then he would be a complete member of the Mo family. Often, a single action could define a person's entire life.