Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

It wasn't until the backs of Zhang Yifeng and Liu Jun disappeared that all the guards breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still a little scared.

"What should we do? I'm afraid we have offended Young Master Wanyan Lang. With his past temper, he will most likely retaliate against us."

One of the guards spoke softly.

After he finished speaking, the other guards frowned.

"Yes, I have heard that Wanyan Wolf is very cruel. Those who have offended him in the past will not end well. We cannot just sit still and wait for death."

At this time, a timid monk made a suggestion that moved everyone: "How about we escape?"

escape?

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the moving look in each other's eyes.

"In these years in Potian City, I have gained nothing. I have only gained a lot of anger. If Wan Yanlang doesn't give me a way to survive, I won't be able to serve him anymore!"

"Yes, brothers, instead of worrying here all day long, it is better for us to leave here. With the strength of our brothers, if we go to a small place, we can also dominate."

Everyone hit it off immediately, and after some discussion, they disappeared into the dim moonlight at night.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know that because of his threats just now, several guards at the gate of Potian Villa were so frightened that they ran away overnight.

This shows that Wanyan Lang is really a villain.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng followed Liu Jun to the door of a secret room.

At the door of the secret room, Liu Jun stopped. He turned around, glanced at Zhang Yifeng, pointed at the door of the secret room, and said, "Master Wolf, please go in. Your Excellency will be waiting for you inside."

"Humph, you're trying to be mysterious!"

Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly, then walked to the secret room, opened the door and walked in.

When he first walked in, he found a fat middle-aged man sitting on a luxurious chair and watching him.

Seeing this figure, Zhang Yifeng guessed that the person in front of him must be Wanyan Xiarong's confidant Zhou Xian.

"Master Wolf, Mr. Zhou is really confused about something. I would like to ask Mr. Wolf to help clear up the confusion for Mr. Zhou."

At this time, Zhou Xian's voice came.

Hearing Zhou Xian's words, a strange color appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes. He pretended to be impatient and asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Xian smiled slightly. He was not angry because of Zhang Yifeng's attitude. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "I heard, Master Lang, you went to the Champs Elysees not long ago?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled coldly in his heart and couldn't help but feel sad for Wanyan Lang.

Judging from what Zhou Xian just said, although Wanyan Lang was adopted as an adopted son by Wanyan Xia Rong, he seemed to have no identity in Potian City, and even a servant dared to send someone to follow him.

However, Zhang Yifeng can also understand that whether it is Zhou Xian in front of him or Wanyan Xia Rong behind him, they are both thoughtful people, while Wanyan Lang is just a playboy at best.

Moreover, he is still an incompetent dandy. How can such a person be truly valued by Wanyan Xia Rong?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng pretended to be displeased and said in a cold voice: "Zhou Xian, are you sending someone to follow me?"

Zhou Xian did not deny it, but said in a deep voice: "Young Master Lang, you should know that this is a special period, and the Marquis's plan cannot allow any mistakes. Any of our mistakes may affect the entire plan. Zhou is respected by the Marquis." , Naturally, you have to pay attention to every detail in order to be able to live up to the Marquis’s kindness.”

Hearing Zhou Xian's words, Zhang Yifeng was startled. Zhou Xian was indeed not simple this time. Unfortunately, he was Wan Yan Xia Rong's man and was destined to be his enemy.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, Zhou Xian frowned and said, "Master Lang, you haven't answered my question yet?"

Zhang Yifeng came back to his senses, glanced at Zhou Xian, and then said indifferently: "I did go to the Champs Elysees, but I went to see my wife who I haven't met yet. What, is there a problem?"

Zhou Xian frowned and said, "Master Lang, don't you know that your behavior is somewhat inappropriate?"

In the Dali Kingdom, newlyweds are not allowed to meet each other before the wedding banquet. Even the three-year-old child in the Dali Kingdom knows this rule.

"Etiquette?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled coldly: "I am the adopted son of Marquis Pingluan, and my status is extremely noble. Naturally, I don't need to abide by the etiquette you mentioned."

As he spoke, Zhang Yifeng looked extremely arrogant.

After hearing this, Zhou Xian's face turned blue and white. It was wonderful.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions. He looked at Wanyan Lang, anger rising in his heart.

At this moment, he very much agreed with what Wanyan Xia Rong had said to him before. People like Wanyan Lang had no ambitions and were indeed only suitable to be chess pieces, and they were probably very incompetent chess pieces.

Seeing Zhou Xian's somewhat ugly expression, Zhang Yifeng felt secretly happy, but said: "Zhou Xian, I came to you because I have something to ask you."

Zhou Xian was stunned, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly approached Zhou Xian and whispered: "You are the person whom my adoptive father trusts the most. You should know all the secret things that my adoptive father has done, especially the things that are harmful to nature, right?"

After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Zhou Xian's face changed slightly. He took a few steps back, looked at Zhang Yifeng with sharp eyes and said, "Master Lang, I will pretend that I have never heard what you just said. Remember not to say anything like this in the future. Otherwise, it will easily bring disaster to yourself!"

"Disaster?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said in a calm tone: "As a person, the thing I am least afraid of is disaster. Zhou Xian, I came to you because I want to know the details of when my adoptive father killed Xu Nantian's son."

Zhou Xian's expression changed several times when he heard this. He stared at Zhang Yifeng with lightning eyes and scolded in a cold voice: "Wanyan Lang, you are so rebellious. If the Marquis hears what you just said, he will be very angry."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "I don't care if he is angry or not, I just want you to tell me the details of that year and all the secrets of my adoptive father."

Zhou Xian glanced at Zhang Yifeng coldly, his expression extremely ugly. At this moment, Wanyan Lang became extremely strange in his eyes.

strangeness?

Suddenly, Zhou Xian seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly changed. He looked at Zhang Yifeng with a cold expression, sneered and said, "You are not Wanyan Lang, who are you?"

Hearing Zhou Xian's words, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Zhou Xian was really alert this time, and he discovered so quickly that he was not really Wanyan Lang.

Although Zhou Xian saw through it, Zhang Yifeng didn't care. He smiled faintly and said again: "Zhou Xian, it's only now that you realize that I am not Wanyan Lang. I'm afraid it's a little late."

Zhou Xian's face was a little livid. He didn't expect that he had been plotting against others all his life, but today he was plotted against others.