Chapter 189: What kind of Worldly suffering is this?
Opening his eyes again, the sky had already darkened.
Qin Feng did not expect that it would take such a long time to refine his Literature Qi with the help of the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram.
After looking around, Master Si was the only one left in the lobby.
“You finally woke up?” Si Zheng spoke.
Qin Feng curiously asked, “Where are the others? Where did they go?”
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As for Chief Zhou, he went with Governor Li to discuss the aftermath. After all, there was such a big mess today.
Although the ash snow has stopped, and the Bi Fang has been completely sealed, the ashes all over the city need to be cleaned up.
As for Little Cang and your wife, they left not long ago. I don’t know what they went to do.” Si Zheng said, glancing at something behind Qin Feng, hinting at something.
Is there something behind me?
Seeing this, Qin Feng turned his head to look back. There, he saw two graceful figures at the door.
On the left, a beautiful woman in white held a tea set with steam rising from the teapot, evidently just brewed tea.
On the right, a woman with a square handkerchief and a pair of well-defined long legs, also holding a tea set.
“Uh.” Qin Feng’s face stiffened.
At the door, Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan exchanged glances, nodded slightly with calm expressions, and then walked into the hall holding the tea sets. They personally poured tea and handed it to Qin Feng.
“Have some tea.” the two said in unison.
I just barely survived, what kind of worldly suffering is this, Qin Feng thought with an unpleasant expression.
According to normal logic, his wife should be the one serving him tea.
But doing this would undoubtedly hurt Miss Cang’s feelings.
But if he accepts tea from another girl in front of his wife, it is also unacceptable in terms of etiquette and emotions.
This wasn’t a multiple-choice question; it was a completely impossible dilemma.
“Why did I have to wake up at this moment?” Qin Feng cursed in his heart.
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Master Si not far away, showing a pleading expression.
The other party, a seasoned seafood connoisseur who frequents brothels, should be adept at handling such situations.
“Who said I must choose one of them? Only kids make choices.” Understanding this, Qin Feng reached out and took the tea cups from the hands of the two beauties.
“Now that you’ve mentioned it, I realize I am really thirsty. One cup is probably not enough.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and drank one cup of tea, then without a pause, he downed the other cup.
The purpose of doing this was not to show favoritism. However, the cost was painful because even though the tea had cooled for a while, it was still hot enough to scald his mouth.
As the tea slid down his throat into his stomach, the taste was indescribable.
“Enduring the almost scorching pain has its benefits. At least, this level of discomfort can be tolerated.” Qin Feng comforted himself.
However, just when he thought the crisis was over, for no apparent reason, his hair stood on end.
Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan took back the empty tea cups simultaneously, refilled them, and then handed them over again.
“Drink more.” Liu Jianli whispered.
“Yes, there’s still plenty of tea.” Cang Fei Lan said in a calm tone.
Qin Feng opened his mouth and silently took the teacups from both sides. He glanced at the teapots held by the two beautiful women and estimated the capacity inside.
I wonder if I can handle it.
Not far away, Si Zheng, seeing this scene, showed a slightly sympathetic expression, chewing on the peanuts in his plate with relish.
Outside Jinyang City, to the North.
Several dark figures stood on the tree trunks.
They glanced at the ashes on the ground, and one person said, “The head of Bi Fang should be in this city.”
“This city is Jinyang City. A month ago, a dragon vein appeared. Zhou Kai, the chief of the Qiyuan City, was also sent to this city. It might be difficult to forcibly seize it.”
“Even if it’s difficult, we must do it. The importance of Bi Fang’s head doesn’t need much explanation. It’s a necessary bait, and you should know that.”
“But how should we do it specifically? Do we have to take action and kill Zhou Kai? He’s a Thirty-Six Star, after all.”
The group fell into silence.
The formidable figure that shot down Bi Fang’s head three days ago left after taking action. With their strength, killing a Thirty-Six Star was still a bit lacking.
“If no one deals with Zhou Kai, we won’t be able to get Bi Fang’s head.”
Just then, a man spoke up, “I have a method to weaken Zhou Kai’s strength.”
“You?” the others exclaimed.
“Have you forgotten what I’m best at? It’s poison.”