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Huang'er could tell that Xiahou Yuan was hiding a lot of things from everyone from their eyes, but she was too polite to continue asking. Looking at his cautious appearance, Huang'er replied, "Old senior, you can rest assured that we won't reveal what you just said!"

Murong Feng, who was at the side, chimed in: "The key point is that we didn't hear anything useful from you. They were all just words. If you ask us to spread them to you, I'm afraid we won't be able to help you!"

Xiahou Yuan maintained his serious expression as he said, "Don't underestimate my words just now. If they reach some people's ears, that would be amazing!" "I don't want to ruin the rest of my life just for these matters of the martial arts world. As for me, I just want to spend the rest of my life peacefully. As for other matters, I want to get out of the way!"

Murong Feng smiled and said, "Old master, that's a good idea. However, you must know that it's difficult to achieve that."

Huang'er saw that Murong Feng actually said those words to Xiahou Sheng and immediately told Murong Feng, "Shut up! It was with great difficulty that senior managed to retreat from the martial arts world, and now you are cursing him like this, just what kind of peace do you have in mind?! "

Xiahou Yuan didn't seem to care. "Miss, you're right. It won't be easy for me to leave the Jianghu. But I've made up my mind. As long as this matter in my heart is done, I will leave the Jianghu and find a secluded place to spend the rest of my life."

Huang'er comforted Xiahou Yuan, "Senior, you don't have to worry too much. But since you've decided to leave the martial arts world, we wish you success!"

Xiahou Yuan laughed silently when he heard this, but didn't say anything else.

The mist rose in spirals from the river, and under the illumination of the lanterns on the bows, the few of them no longer spoke. The mist on the river rose in spirals, and under the light of the bows, the few of them no longer spoke.

The boat finally reached shore. After Murong Feng woke Zhang Lin Xuan up, the three of them got off the boat. After saying their goodbyes to Xiahou Long, they didn't say anything. It was as if they didn't know what to say after what happened tonight.

Not long after they left the pier, they heard the Xiahou Dragons singing a desolate song on the river: "Ships under water head up, Dao will hope up; The dangerous people in the martial arts world are not here, why not return?"

The three of them listened to the singing of the Xiahou Dragons and turned their heads to look back. In the boundless night, other than the silver surface of the river illuminated by the faint moonlight, they could only see the faint fishing flame on top of the boat. The faint fishing flame gradually became dimmer as it drifted away from the singing of the Xiahou Dragons, eventually turning into a speck of starlight.

Seeing that the Xiahou Family's dragons had already left, the three of them turned around and walked towards Yue Yang.

Halfway through their journey, they suddenly felt a strong wind blow past. A black shadow was hunting them from above, and then they saw a black shadow stop not far away from them.

The three of them immediately stopped and looked around. It was none other than their old acquaintance — Lou Yimou.

Seeing that the man in black was Lou Yifan, Murong Feng stood there without moving and said, "You brat, it's already so late and you're still running around everywhere. Could it be that you're thinking about some family's gold, silver, and jewelry?!"

Lou Yimou was not happy with what Murong Feng had said, but he knew that he was just joking around, so he didn't take it to heart. "Brother Murong, can't you hope for something better from me?!"

Murong Feng curled his lips and said, "With your current appearance, you're making it impossible for me to connect your other matters. What do you think we should do?!"

Lou Yifan pointed at Murong Feng and said, "If anyone has a lower opinion of you, I'm afraid they'll kill you!"

Murong Feng said with a smile: "It's good that you know! To be honest, it's already so late and you're still dressed like that. What exactly do you want to do?! "

Lou Yifan laughed bitterly, "I did it for the sake of my dead brother, to find out who the mastermind was."

When Murong Feng heard this, he hurriedly asked: "Then have you found anything?!"

Lou Yi Mao looked at the surroundings, then leaned in front of Murong Feng and said in a low voice, "Don't say it, I'm pretty much done with my investigation!"

Hearing that, Murong Feng's interest was piqued and he immediately asked: "Then tell me quickly! "I want to see who has the guts to act so wildly on Brother Lou's head?"

Lou Yifan said, "You might know this person, but you just haven't found him yet!"

"Oh, but I don't think anyone that I know has that kind of ability?! Could you be mistaken?! " Murong Feng said after pondering for a moment.

"Heh heh, Brother Murong, don't be so absolute in everything. If this person were to say it out loud, it might just scare the two of you!" Lou Yi saw Murong Feng's affirmation and used his eyes to scan the three people in front of him.

Seeing Lou Yifan acting so mysterious, Huang'er suddenly said, "You two talked for so long just to find out who the mastermind is. It's so late and we're all tired. Can we be direct?"

When Murong Feng and Lou Yifan saw Huang'er's appearance, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

Huang'er saw the two of them laughing and immediately replied: "What's so funny? Am I wrong?"

Murong Feng said to Lou Yifan, "Miss Huang was right. Why don't you come back with us to the tavern and we can have a nice chat there? What do you think?"

Lou Yimou immediately indicated that he would not go and said, "I think it's better if I don't. Besides, I still have some matters to attend to. How about this, we agree to meet tomorrow at the restaurant in front of your inn?"

Murong Feng pointed at Lou Yifan and said, "Oh! "I understand now, so it's because of the Liquor worm in your stomach, right?"

Murong Feng saw through Lou Yimou's thoughts, and an awkward smile appeared on his face. He coughed and said, "Cough … .But I've already said it already. I'll do the work tomorrow. Don't even try to steal anything from me!" After saying that, Lou Yimou looked at the other three to see if they were moved by his generosity.

Unfortunately, the three of them appeared to be very calm. Murong Feng rolled his eyes at him and said, "I finally got to see you, an iron rooster, pull your feathers. It seems that I, Murong Feng, have quite a bit of face!" After saying that, he looked at the embarrassed Lou Yifan and burst out laughing.

Hearing Murong Feng's words, Lou Yimei rubbed the back of his neck and said, "Brother Murong, is it really good to be giving someone else a short term like this?!"

Huang'er immediately followed up: "He usually doesn't mention the pot he likes!"