Zhang Yifeng nodded and said calmly: "We are indeed old acquaintances."

Seeing the smile in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, Zhou Xian frowned: "They have sworn hatred with you, aren't you worried?"

"Worry?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled and shook his head, with a look of confidence in his eyes.

"If it is really them who are guarding the psychic cannon, then the person who needs to worry should be Wanyan Xiarong, not me."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Could it be that they are your people?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly and did not answer.

But Zhou Xian already understood that Zhao Yuantong and Li Rulong were probably Zhang Yifeng's people.

Thinking of this, a complicated and unspeakable emotion emerged in Zhou Xian's heart, and he felt more and more that Zhang Yifeng was a very scary person.

It would be okay if you were a friend with such a person, but if you were an enemy, it would undoubtedly be a nightmare.

"Master Hou, you don't know whether it's right or wrong to be an enemy of such a person?" Zhou Xian sighed quietly in his heart.

Before this, he didn't think Zhang Yifeng would be Wanyan Xia Rong's opponent, but now, he began to worry about Wanyan Xia Rong.

"Okay, it's time for me to leave. Zhou Xian, you are a smart man. If you want to survive, you should know what to do."

Zhang Yifeng's slightly threatening voice rang in Zhou Xian's ears.

Zhou Xian looked at Zhang Yifeng with a cold expression, snorted coldly, and said, "You don't need to tell me, I know what I should do!"

"It's just that you must not die at tomorrow's wedding banquet, otherwise, even if you become a ghost, I will not let you go."

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly and said, "Then just pray, I will be the victor tomorrow."

Zhou Xian pursed his lips, and then left the Zhou Mansion with Zhang Yifeng.

At this time, in a luxurious hall of Pingluan Hou Mansion, two figures were sitting opposite each other. These two people were Pingluan Hou Wanyan Xia Rong and the Twenty-Two Princes.

The Twenty-Two Prince took a sip of the tea on the table, then glanced at Wanyan Xiarong, frowned and asked, "Will the person you mentioned really show up tomorrow?"

"I don't want all the arrangements we made to go to waste."

Hearing what the Twenty-Two Prince said, Wanyan Xiarong smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, with Xu Dao's relationship with the Qiulin family, he will definitely come."

The Twenty-Two Prince nodded, frowned and asked, "That old guy Xu Nantian is quite strong, how are you going to deal with him?"

Wanyan Xia Rongshen took a deep breath and said, "I activated the psychic cannon."

"Psychic cannon?"

The Twenty-Two Prince frowned. He knew the power of the psychic cannon very well. However, although the psychic cannon was in Potian City, it was an important strategic material of the Dali Kingdom. If Wanyan Xiarong wanted to use it, he had to ask the Dali royal family for permission.

But if he hadn't asked, he wouldn't have even known that Wanyan Xia Rong used the psychic cannon.

"Pingluan Hou, it seems that you are well prepared. Even I don't know about some of the methods." The twenty-second prince said calmly.

Wanyan Xia Rong's expression changed. From the tone of the 22nd Prince's words just now, he could already hear the 22nd Prince's dissatisfaction with him.

A faint sense of crisis emerged in Wanyan Xia Rong's heart, and he quickly explained: "Because the matter was urgent, I took the decision without informing you. Please forgive me."

After hearing Wanyan Xiarong's words, the Twenty-Two Prince chuckled a few times and said: "You do extraordinary things in extraordinary times. I can understand your eagerness to avenge your son, but sometimes, you still need to maintain appropriate rationality."

At this point, the twenty-second prince's voice suddenly became cold.

"If my father finds out about what happened today, I'm afraid your status as one of the three princes will be lost."

Wanyan Xiarong's expression changed, and when she was about to speak, she was stopped by the Twenty-Two Prince.

"Okay, I'm telling you this not to hold you accountable, but to remind you that I will suppress this incident, but I won't do it next time."

Wanyan Xia Rong nodded, looked at the Twenty-Two Prince with a grateful expression, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. I, Wanyan Xia Rong, will definitely follow His Highness's lead throughout my life."

When Prince Twenty-Two heard this, a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes.

"By the way, anyone who makes trouble tomorrow will be alive by me, do you understand?" Prince Twenty-Two suddenly said.

Wanyan Xia Rong's expression changed. The purpose of his plan was to lure out Xu Dao and Xu Nantian and his son, eradicate them in one fell swoop, avenge his dead son, and also consolidate his position.

But he didn't expect that the twenty-second prince would live!

Perhaps Twenty-two saw Wanyan Xiarong's concerns and said, "Tomorrow, if Xu Nantian makes trouble, you can find a reason to kill him."

"But his son cannot be killed for the time being. I need to find out his identity. If he is really the person I am looking for, I will not let him die so easily."

After listening to the words of the twenty-second prince, Wanyan Xia Rong nodded. Although he was a little regretful that he could not kill Xu Dao, he felt somewhat comforted by the thought that he could take the opportunity to kill Xu Nantian.

Champs Elysees. Zhang Yifeng took the things and returned to Champs Elysees.

"Brother Zhang, you are finally back."

Seeing Zhang Yifeng return safely, Qiu Xue and Ji Dali both looked relieved.

Zhang Yifeng said with a smile: "I said I would come back, and I will come back naturally. You don't have to worry."

At this time, Ji Dali said from the side: "City Lord, what should I do with Wanyan Lang? Should I kill him?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "We can't kill him yet. He needs to appear at tomorrow's wedding banquet, otherwise Wanyan Xia Rong will be suspicious."

On the side, Qiu Xue's expression changed and she said goodbye: "But, he has already seen you. If you let him go, wouldn't you be in danger, Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled, shook his head, and smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, I have a way for this."

With that said, Zhang Yifeng took out an elixir from the storage ring, then walked up to Wanyan Lang and fed the elixir into his mouth.

"Brother Zhang, what did you give him to eat?" Qiu Xue asked curiously from the side.

Zhang Yifeng explained: "This is the dream elixir. Taking this elixir will make people temporarily forget what happened in the last day."

When Qiu Xue heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"So, even if Wanyanlang wakes up tomorrow, he won't remember what happened today?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled and nodded, and then said: "Now, we should send Wanyan Lang back."

"But before sending it back, I have to do one more thing."

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