The Villain System of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty.

"What the guild leader means is that someone is contributing to the flames inside, but who is it?" Deacon Li said suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter who it is. The important thing is that we can't get involved in this matter." Hu Er said very rationally.

"Then what should we do?"

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Let the brothers pay attention recently and don't make trouble outside." Hu Er ordered.

"Yes!" Deacon Li and Deacon Huang stood up, bowed to Hu Er, and then stepped back to do their work.

"Master, it's not good. The young master took a dozen people to the riverside!"

"What!" Hu Er was startled and cursed angrily, "You son of a bitch, bring someone to chase him back quickly. No! I'll go there myself."

Hu Er didn't care about anything else, he got up and went out of the main room, looking anxious without any usual majesty and demeanor.

"Are you convinced or not?"

"...!"

By the river, Ying Ziyi looked helplessly at the little fat man with his hands on his waist, and a dozen or so brats followed behind him.

"Where did this little fat man come from?" Ying Ziyi asked in confusion.

"He is Hu Duifeng, the son of Jiangkou Gang who helped Hu Er." Han Xin, who was fishing by the river, said calmly without turning around.

"Eguchi Gang?"

The defiant attitude of Ying Ziyi and Han Xin finally angered Hu Duifeng, the little fat man, and he ordered to a group of friends beside him, "Hit me!"

"stop!"

At this critical moment, Hu Er, the leader of the Jiangkou Gang, rushed over and grabbed the little fat man Hu Duifeng by the ear, and was about to walk back.

"Father, what are you doing? I want to let them know that I, the Eguchi Gang, are great."

Hu Er covered Hu Duifeng's mouth, ignored everyone present, and left in a hurry.

Without little fat man Hu Duifeng, the rest of the brats quickly dispersed like birds and beasts.

That's how the farce ended.

"...!"

From the beginning to the end, Ying Ziyi stood there dumbfounded.Han Xin, on the other hand, didn't bother to look back, and sat there fishing with a fishing rod.

"Brother Han, I'm leaving."

"Really!" Han Xin replied.

Ying Ziyi hugged Han Xin's arm and said with a smile, "Little brother, don't you want to go with big brother?"

Impacted by Ying Ziyi's power, Han Xin's straight and still fishing rod shook, causing ripples on the water surface, scaring away many fish.

"I...can't leave this place." Han Xin hesitated for a while, and finally said.

"Why?" Ying Ziyi asked a little puzzled.

"Because I promised my master."

"That's it!"

……

On a moonlit night, beside the river, there is no wind.

Wearing a black and white cloth, Wei Liaozi stood by the river.In the distance, fishing fires flicker, like fireflies in summer, faint, but bringing a glimmer of light to the gloomy night.A cold mist came over the river, but the old man remained indifferent.

"Master!" Han Xin's young body appeared beside Wei Liaozi, and he saluted.

The dew was heavy at night, and Han Xin was not as advanced as Captain Liaozi. When he walked from the ruined temple on the mountain, he was already bruised from the cold.Han Xin held his breath, unwilling to show his fragility in front of his master.

Black clouds rolled and rolled, and a ray of moonlight filtered out, reflecting Wei Liaozi's deep eyes dimly.

This is a pair of eyes that can see clearly, this is a pair of eyes that understand the general trend of the world.

At this moment, there was a trace of hesitation in these eyes.

Wei Liaozi turned around and looked at the stubborn child in front of him.Hesitation turned into warmth, a trace of warmth that shouldn't have appeared on people of his level.

Wei Liaozi patted Han Xin's head, and a smile appeared on his clear face: "Do you want to leave with Ying Ziyi?"

Han Xin nodded, not intending to hide his true thoughts in front of his teacher.

"You are a pure sword." Han Xin didn't understand Wei Liaozi's words.In fact, although Wei Liaozi said this to Han Xin, it seemed more like he was speaking to himself.

At the end, Wei Liaozi sighed, "Follow Ying Ziyi!"

"But, master, didn't you say..."

"Yes, I once said that you cannot be born before the death of Zulong." Having said this, Wei Liaozi sighed again, "The truth is vague. I wanted to exhaust the celestial phenomena and find out the secrets of the sky. Unexpectedly, It's God's will to trick people."

God will make people!

Wei Liaozi threw a roll of silk script from his sleeve and threw it to Han Xin.

"Take what's on it, and study it hard!" Wei Liaozi turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back, showing Han Xin a back view.

"From then on, the fate between you and me as a master and apprentice is over."