The sun is rising, and it is now in autumn. The maple trees beside the ancient road have been dyed red. A gust of west wind blows, and the leaves make a rustling sound. Several wild chrysanthemums on the ground rise and fall with the wind. The dew on the petals seems to be the tears of the lover when they part. They slowly fall to the ground. At this time, the sound of the wind passing through the forest sounds a little sob.

Yun Zaitian sat in a wooden chair, and his face, which was usually majestic, actually had a smile. As the owner of Yunyang Villa, one of the two major forces in Yunyang City, he was still lying on the bed at this time, waiting for others to bring in breakfast. As he was old, he should always enjoy more happiness. This has been a habit he developed over the years.

He was also a very particular person. Even the wooden chair he was sitting was specially spent 83 taels of silver to ask the most skilled craftsman in the city to customize it for him. He sat in this chair like a sword placed in a scabbard, without any inappropriateness.

He came here so early today, and he changed his previous majesty because there was a person sitting opposite him. He looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pretty face, and he was a bit childish and shy. But Yun Zaitian didn't dare to underestimate him at all. Yesterday he just saw this young man's method with a bit childish and shyness.

The young man smiled and said, "Chihuo came this time and was ordered by the second master to have two tasks. One is to bring back the matter from the Golden Sword Gang, and the other is to come here to check the account and see how the business was last year. There may be something offensive. I hope the owner of Yun Zhuang is willing to do it."

Yun Zaitian laughed and said, "This is what it should be. Nephew Yan is so polite. Come on, take the account book." But he muttered in his heart: "The Thirteenth Taibao is a young master trained by Brother Ping recently. It was really amazing when he saw it yesterday. But Yan Chihuo ranked first among the Thirteenth Taibao and has been famous for nearly ten years. Could it be that he was six or seven years old to work for his second brother?"

At this time, the accountant's wife sent the account book. The young man named Yan Chihuo took the account book but did not open it. He first said to the strong man behind Yun Zaitian with a giant axe on the left side of Yun Zaitian with his muscles raised all over his body: "On April 13th, where is the third owner?"

This strong man is the third owner of Yunyang Villa, named Du Ming. He is also a top figure in Yunyang City. For many years, no one dares to speak to him like this.

Anger arose in his heart, but he did not dare to attack and said, "The new girl named Xiaotao from Yihong Courtyard. I went to pick her up on the same day." He paused and said, "The General Manager of the Iron Mansion was escorting the 100,000 taels of silver outside Yunyang City. Brother Yun had investigated everyone in Yunyang Villa clearly, and I reported this matter that day."

Yan Chihuo did not answer this sentence and said, "I heard for a long time that the 28 styles of the Master of the Three Manors integrate sword techniques, and the thick and elegant axe techniques are both included in the axe techniques, which can be said to be a master of martial arts."

When Du Ming saw him change the subject, he was stunned and said in his heart: "What is this kid going to do to bring up the old things again?" But he said: "Young Master Yan praised it."

Yan Chihuo said again: "In the battle yesterday, I saw with my own eyes that the skills of the Third Manor Master were indeed extraordinary. There was indeed the shadow of swordsmanship among the twenty-eight wind-splashing axes. From this, it can be seen that the swordsman master of the Third Manor is also quite impressive."

After hearing this, Du Ming didn't understand what the meaning was, but he couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart and said, "Young Master Yan is too rewarded. How could you get to the young master's eye when you take these hand gestures? I saw it yesterday and knew below what is the real sword technique."

Yan Chihuo waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Yesterday, he was still the owner of Yun. The second owner and the third owner showed their might. My nephew just took advantage of the situation and succeeded. It was really luck, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

At this time, a scholar in his fifties beside Du Ming said, "The leader of the Golden Sword Gang Gao Bing, known as the fastest sword in Dongyun, has become famous for more than 30 years. He has a 49-style soul-chasing sword. He has never met the enemy. He has an incomprehensible black silkworm suit. He has four bodyguards beside him. He is known as the four great vindictive masters, all of whom are the first-class masters in the world. However, he did not block the young master's sword, which really made me open my eyes."

Yun Zaitian also said: "Gao Bing has always been incompatible with our Tiger Roar Villa. Even Ping Fei and Ping's second brother are not worthy of his face, and Xiang Zicheng is very worried. In the past eighteen years, there have been 78, 268 assassins assassinated him. Only 13 people broke into front, but none of them could block his sword. Among these thirteen people, Cao Fei, the first swordsman in the seven provinces in the past. How come it was so many people that it was Nicholas Yan's turn to be so lucky?"

The second brother Ping Fei and Ping in his mouth was his sworn brother, the owner of Hu Xiaohe Villa, and one of the top experts in Dongyun Kingdom. His Yunyang Villa is actually an external force of Hu Xiaohe Villa.

While he was speaking, his thoughts couldn't help but float to yesterday. The leader of the Golden Sword Gang Gao Fei had obtained something, which alarmed Ping Fei and sent Yan Chihuo, the 13th Taibao, the 4th Taibao Zhou Fang and the 7th Taibao Qu came to seize the treasure invisibly. Yunyang Villa had to listen to the three of them.

In a fierce battle that day, Yan Chihuo disguised himself as a member of the Golden Sword Gang, so Yun Zaitian did not see the true face. Yan Chihuo was like a ghost, avoiding like a god. No one could stop his sword and was immediately shocked on the spot.

When Yun Zaitian thought of this, even though he had seen the fierce fighting, he couldn't help but feel aroused in his heart. At this time, he heard Yan Chihuo say in his ears: "In the entire Dongyun Kingdom, even those with ears are bottles, and you have heard of your name as the owner of Yun. I remember that you, the old man, killed the seven evil spirits alone and slaughtered all 367 people in Qingfeng Village overnight. This kind of majesty, I always remember the younger generation. You are so proud of me."

Yun Zaitian just laughed dryly and thanked him a few times.

Then Yan Chihuo said again: "Zhou Fang, go and bring Xiaotao."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man who was twenty-seven or eight years old and seemed to care nothing indifferent responded, "Yes!"

Du Ming's heart tightened and said, "Xiao Tao was redeemed last month and has left Yunyang City."

Zhou Fang seemed to have not heard it and walked straight to the back room. After a while, he brought a woman in pink clothes. The woman looked beautiful and looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, but her body was covered in blood, and she was obviously tortured.

When Du Ming saw this, he looked surprised. This woman was Xiao Tao.
Chapter completed!