The Glory of Noxus

The orange glow faded, and night gradually fell.

On the spacious and open trade road, lights were lit, reflecting the towering and solid blood-red city walls.

Huo Jixing followed the Chamber of Commerce team and slowly came to the bottom of the city wall.

The winding moat surrounded the Blood Cliff, and the huge wooden bridge was full of traffic.

When they reached the wooden bridge, there were soldiers in armor patrolling the city gate.

Huo Jixing and Petar had the certificate in hand, so they easily crossed the wooden bridge and continued to move forward with the Chamber of Commerce team.

However, before entering the city gate, Huo Jixing's eyes flickered.

The seemingly lax city gate patrol was actually very strict.

In the dark shadows, many eyes silently stared at the city gate, and there was no lack of powerful ones.

In the tall and majestic Blood Cliff City, bright lights shone brightly, as if lighting up the sky above the city.

Even when night fell, there were still bustling people shuttling through the streets.

They were smiling and friendly.

There were still many brightly lit shops on both sides of the street, and the vendors shouted to passers-by wantonly, showing the vivid atmosphere of life.

Huo Jixing sat in the carriage, walked along the street, turned the corner into a bustling street, and came to the back door of a yard.

Petar got off the car and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, someone opened the wooden door with a smell of alcohol, chatted softly for a few words, and then welcomed them in.

This is a tavern located in a prosperous area, and there are often business exchanges with Longmen.

The front yard and the back yard of the tavern are connected together. The front yard belongs to the business area, and the back yard is the living area.

Led by the servants in front of them, Huo Jixing and Petar came to a quiet and comfortable courtyard.

To have such an exquisite and elegant courtyard in a prosperous street area, it can be seen that the owner behind it has spent a lot of effort.

Prosperity and quietness, two completely different city scenes.

But they coexist harmoniously in front of and behind the tavern.

Creak!

Pushing open the wooden door of the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a resolute and steady look stood in the middle. His calm eyes seemed to be able to see through his heart. His long golden hair and black dress added a bit of nobility and mystery.

"Jalal Underwood!"

When the middle-aged man saw Huo Jixing, his expression moved, and he stretched out his white and slender right hand.

"Do you know me?" Huo Jixing looked a little confused, but still stepped forward and shook it lightly.

"The Underwood family is a firm supporter of the commander." Jalal's eyes moved, looking at Huo Jixing steadily, and spoke softly.

"The name of the commander has been spread throughout the Reiser Garrison Corps in recent times."

Huo Jixing's mouth curled up when he heard this, and then he entered the courtyard room under the guidance of Jalal.

"I need intelligence information about Blood Cliff."

The bright yellow candlelight lit up, and Huo Jixing got straight to the point.

"Wait a minute!" Jalal, who had just sat down, stood up, walked to the bookshelf in the corner, took out a parchment scroll, and placed it on the table.

"This is the intelligence information sorted out by the secret office, about Blood Cliff and the Mouli family."

Huo Jixing took the parchment scroll, but did not open it in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Jalal, who maintained aristocratic etiquette from beginning to end.

"What do you think of Blood Cliff?"

Jalal leaned back in his chair, pondered for a while, and said in a concentrated voice: "Compared to other places in the empire, it can be said to be a paradise."

"In recent decades, there has been no unrest, and even during the Brown Darkwell regime, a certain order was maintained."

Jalal thought of the scene when he first came to Blood Cliff, but he was a little uncomfortable.

"We Noxians are born to desire war, but here, it is too quiet and peaceful."

"And the Mouli family rarely shows up, but they can perfectly control Blood Cliff."

Huo Jixing nodded silently, his eyes passed the window and fell on a blood-red castle hidden in the darkness in the distance.

Maybe it's due to the environment, or maybe it's due to other unknown reasons.

Blood Cliff is worthy of this name.

What we saw along the way, whether it was the towering and majestic city walls, the bustling and crowded streets, or the buildings in the city, most of them were blood red.

Including the castle where the Blood Cliff's service officer Mo Wuli IV lived.

"Why is [Noxtora] of Blood Cliff closed to the outside world?" Huo Jixing untied the red string of the parchment scroll and was about to open it.

"The specific reason has not been found yet."

Jalal shook his head lightly, and an inexplicable color appeared in his dark gray eyes: "But there is news that it seems to be the order of Mo Wuli IV."

Huo Jixing frowned and lowered his eyes.

Carefully browsing the contents of the parchment scroll, some more important information has been marked in advance.

The Mo Wuli family has been in charge of Blood Cliff for hundreds of years, and the current service officer is Mo Wuli IV.

At the same time, Blood Cliff has its own foreign trade port, and it trades with outsiders all year round.

Selling defective products (roughly refined goods) to the Avarosa tribe in Frost City will double the price.

There will also be major trade activities with the Chamber of Commerce in Piltover, specifically purchasing some glass products and some special wines.

"Mouli IV, is he over a hundred years old?" Huo Jixing asked in surprise when he saw the age marked.

"Yes, this is also the reason why I took over the Blood Cliff Reiser Guard Secret House." Jalal looked solemn.

"The issue of service officers and title inheritance will always cause some trouble."

Huo Jixing closed the parchment scroll and waved it gently: "Can I make a copy?"

"Yes!" Jalal agreed immediately.

"There is also some information about the Chamber of Commerce in the city. You can make a copy. They have been cooperating with Mo Wuli for a long time."

"Okay." Huo Jixing nodded with a smile, and then sniffed the faint smell of alcohol in the air.

"By the way, bring me a few bottles of strong liquor. I like wine."

"Haha, okay, then I will prepare some good wine for you." Jalal laughed and patted his chest to indicate that it was okay.

In the dark room, the bloody candlelight flickered.

"You should have killed her!"

The old man in brocade clothes placed a colander on the delicate edge of the teacup and carefully placed two cubes of sugar.

He watched the tea pouring happily, the sugar cubes gradually melted and collapsed, his wrinkled face grinned, and he couldn't help but let out a happy chuckle.

The last bit of sugar left had nowhere to escape, and finally fell into the dark tea soup, causing some ripples.

"She might ruin our plan."

"I will catch her as soon as possible." In front of the old man in brocade clothes, a tall figure stood, and his silver-rimmed glasses reflected a crimson glow.

"You understand, I don't want her." The old man in brocade clothes waved his hand angrily.

"What I need is the child."

The old man in brocade clothes stared coldly at the tall man in front of him.

"There is news that the Imperial Supreme Command has noticed the abnormality of Blood Cliff, and perhaps the spies of the Reiser Garrison Corps have arrived at Blood Cliff."

"If you fail again."

"I can only blow out the sparks before the house burns!"

Hearing this, the tall man's emotions fluctuated a little, and he stepped forward: "We agreed not to hurt her!"

"Haha, who violated the rules?" The old man in brocade clothes laughed softly, his eyes became colder.

"I have executed my child. Now, it's your turn to choose."

"Your hard work or your sister!"

The old man in brocade clothes saw the struggle in the tall man's face and sighed: "Now, everything we do is in the dark."

"But if the spies of the Reiser Garrison Corps find out the clues, I don't care, but what about you?"

"You and your hard work can't leave Noxus!"

The old man in brocade clothes drank the tea in front of him in one gulp and slowly left the room. Before leaving, he left a word.

"Don't forget what we pursued at the beginning!"