The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

The moon is empty.

Brightly lit.

Between this not-so-noisy valley.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the murderous intent in the other's eyes.

One person sat in a wheelchair with a calm expression on his face.

One of them holds a folding fan in his hand, stands upright, and looks down.

The two are no strangers to each other, and they can even be said to know each other very well, especially in recent days, they have played against each other indirectly and played games with plans, and the invisible undercurrent is more dangerous than the sword on the surface.

But this is the first time the two of them have met.

"It's better to be famous than to meet."

Song Tianyuan smiled slightly, looked at Zhuang Ming's legs, shook his head slightly, a little regretful, and said: "It is said that Mr. Shisan is far-sighted and wise, so he was jealous of the sky and broke his legs. I saw you today. It’s really regrettable.”

The four guards beside him each carried a lantern.

The dim yellow light of the fire shone on him, reflecting a luster.

And Zhuang Ming was sitting in a wheelchair, dressed in white, with a calm expression.

But beside him, both Bai Lao and Shuang Ling showed anger.

This person disturbed the young master's arrangement in Xuancheng, came here with a sarcasm, which is really resentful.

"Little girl, why look at me like this?"

Song Tianyuan's eyes fell on Shuang Ling, and he said with a smile: "We know that the resentment and anger of men and women in the world may also turn into infatuated love. You are so unhappy and care about me so much. I'm in love."

Shuang Ling was so angry that her face turned pale, she clenched her small fist, waved it, and said, "Aren't you going to piss for a photo?"

Song Tianyuan laughed, looked away, looked at Zhuang Ming again, and said, "There are only four guards allowed in Anzhuang, Mr. Shisan can't take care of himself, not to mention an old man in charge, but also a waiter." The maid who eats and eats is really pitiful."

Zhuang Ming was neither annoyed nor angry, he just said leisurely: "I only have one guard by my side, which is enough to fight one against a hundred. Even though you have four guards, you are still vulnerable."

Song Tianyuan waved his folding fan slightly, and said: "You can barely be considered a strategist, but you are so shallow and value brute force. Could it be that you don't know that in this world, strategy is the most important thing?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yin Ming, his expression remained the same, and his eyes did not change.

This is one of the two guards that Zhuang Ming relied on the most, the recognized master-level powerhouse in the martial arts world?

Is it because he spent a lot of effort to stir up dissatisfaction in his heart, and Yin Ming who was bought by him with the technique of attacking his mind, and promised to make a lot of money with huge profits?

But Yin Ming's expression was indifferent, without any change.

"gone."

Zhuang Ming patted the armrest.

Without saying a word, Yin Ming pushed the wheelchair and left slowly.

Bai Lao and Shuang Ling followed behind.

Song Tianyuan turned around, looked at their leaving backs, swayed his folding fan lightly, with a smile on his face.

Between the two of them for the first time, this Mr. Thirteen unexpectedly ran away.

It seems that the Xuancheng incident shattered the confidence and pride of this crippled young man.

"That's all."

Song Tianyuan muttered to himself, feeling vaguely in his heart that ranking the other party in the second rank of counselors seemed to be a bit higher.

But he didn't see Zhuang Ming, who was sitting in a wheelchair and leaving slowly, with a smile on his lips.

——

"My lord, this person is so annoying." Shuang Ling was still angry and in a very bad mood.

"It's really annoying." Zhuang Ming nodded in agreement.

"This is Song Tianyuan who broke the layout of the young master in Xuancheng?" Bai Lao exhaled and said: "This is the first time this old slave has seen this person."

"Seeing her today, she is really extraordinary." Zhuang Ming chuckled lightly and said, "But it is just like the rumors, he is proud of his talents and his eyes are above the top."

"I wonder if this person will cause trouble to us this time?" Old Bai's brows were a little worried.

"Don't be afraid, his appearance here is the initial decision of the overall situation." Zhuang Ming closed his eyes slightly, and said, "He will also attend tomorrow morning, and then we will fight him one last time."

"My lord has already made a plan, are you going to deal with him?" Shuang Ling was a lot happier when she heard this, her eyes were full of anticipation.

"You, tomorrow I will only watch but not talk about it."

Zhuang Ming looked at the courtyard in front of him and said: "Take a good rest tonight, we will leave tomorrow. I will let Yin Minghui guard the courtyard tonight. Besides, the guards in this dark village are heavily guarded. There is no shortage of masters.”

After finishing speaking, he chuckled again and said, "However, although the night is calm, many people will not be able to sleep peacefully."

——

Inside Anzhuang, in the courtyard where Song Tianyuan lived temporarily.

Within the courtyard.

Song Tianyuan sat on the stone chair, looking up at the sky.

The moon in the sky looks very bright tonight.

"Zhuang Ming... Mister Thirteen..."

Song Tianyuan muttered to himself, and he gently closed his eyes.

In just six years, he went from having nothing to being extremely rich.

Zhuang Ming, who is known as Mr. Thirteen, is indeed not an ordinary person, and he also has a lot of understanding of Mr. Thirteen's past deeds.

See you today, but that's all.

But think about it carefully, is this crippled Mr. Thirteen really just what he saw today?

"The arrow is on the string and has to be fired."

Song Tianyuan stood up, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky full of stars, the moonlight was clear.

He is conceited that he is rich in learning, he has a good understanding of the sky and the terrain, and he has won the hearts of the people.

He looked at the stars in the sky and said softly: "Now that the situation is settled and you have entered the game, even if I let you know about my plan, no matter how resourceful you are, even if you are just pretending today, but at this moment, being here , is also hopeless."

——

late at night.

"My lord, the tea is ready."

"Just put it on the side, go back to sleep." Zhuang Ming waved his hand.

"My lord, it's very late at night, you are not in good health, go to bed early." Shuang Ling said softly.

"It's still early." Zhuang Ming looked at the paper on the table with cold eyes.

"This is……"

"I'm thinking about whether Song Tianyuan has any other means besides these points, which I have missed."

Zhuang Ming laughed and said: "Based on all the clues we have obtained so far, there should be nothing left."

He gently put down the brush and gradually sighed.

In six years, in the sixteen mansions of Huai'an, he created such a large family business and achieved such a great reputation. Firstly, he relied on the military power of Qianyang Yinming, and secondly, his various schemes were not weaker than others.

But he himself knew that it wasn't that he was smarter, more sensitive, and more cunning than those old foxes, but that he was more cautious than those people.

"My lord, the Song family is about to make a move?" Shuang Ling worried.

"The reason why I was sent away was for the convenience of doing it."

Zhuang Ming clicked on the words above, and said: "I'm afraid Song Tianyuan will use all the officials, merchants, and bandits. As for him coming here in person, it's probably because the outside world has arranged it properly. He came here to watch me and avoid mistakes."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the moonlight outside the window and sighed softly.

Coiled by the window, the young dragon swallowing the moonlight lowered its head slightly.

The moon is dark and the wind is high to kill people.

This kind of conspiracy, intrigue, and bloodless sword.

Song Tianyuan's sword was already out of its sheath.

Zhuang Ming tore up the paper gradually, and said lightly: "But my shield with thorns has already been prepared."

Song Tianyuan wanted to pierce his shield.

But he also wanted to break Song Tianyuan's sword.

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