The night goes and the day comes, and a new day comes in a blink of an eye.

There is only one day left before the duel between Yan Yi and the genius of the Yuwen family.

Although Da'an City is in high spirits about this matter, Yan Yi, who is staying in Baotongyuan, has basically not been disturbed.

After breakfast, Yan Yi, whose body recovered almost, started playing a spear in the courtyard.

Yan Yi, who adheres to the concept of being a familiar move, practices the gun repeatedly without regrets, Mei Qianduo, Sweeping Thousand Army, Returning Horse Killing and other moves, while familiarizing himself with the weight, length, etc. of the new spear, and finding the feel.

With Yan Yi's current strength, although weapons can be used at will, if you can use them at will, it will inevitably require a running-in process if you use your fingers like an arm to hit the fingers.

Just as Yan Yi was practicing enthusiastically and was sweating all over, Zhao Youan came to Tingfeng Xiaozhu.

Yan Yi held his gun and stood up.

Zhao Youan stepped forward and said, "Uncle Xu, the identity of the Earth Realm warrior who robbed five small that day was finally found."

Yan Yi said oh, saying, "Every Earth Realm warrior is not a small person. His identity has been delayed for so many geniuses to find out. Is his identity quite sensitive?"

Zhao Youan nodded and said, "That's true."

"The official from Da'an City turned a blind eye, as if he had not participated in the forced robbery at all, and pressed the entire incident on the ward envoy of Taohua Town and the owner of the Dache Inn."

"Uncle Zheng went to Baihua Pavilion to play last night and accidentally heard about it. Yao Gongfeng of Baihua Pavilion suddenly passed away."

"From time and Uncle Xu, your description of that person, that person can be sure that he is Yao Gongfeng."

"Hundred Flower Pavilion?!"

Yan Yi repeated it and asked, "The origin of this Baihua Pavilion is very big?"

Zhao Youan habitually opened the folding fan and realized that there was no need to show off his elegance in front of Uncle Xu.

He closed the fan and said, "It's not just a big deal. It's the largest brothel in the dynasty, spread all over the major cities, and it is said to have hundreds of courtesans."

Zhao Youan further revealed, "Uncle Xu, the real boss behind Baihua Pavilion is Duke Kang."

"He is the current emperor's father-in-law and the uncle of the seventh prince."

Yan Yi's eyes were fixed and he said, "Hundred Flower Pavilion, the Seventh Prince, is very good. It's not that enemies don't get together."

"One day, these new and old hatreds will be calculated together!"

Zhao Youan was startled by these words and couldn't help asking: "Uncle Xu, do you and the Seventh Prince also have a grudge?"

"Some of them."

Yan Yi replied vaguely and asked again: "What is the situation of this seventh prince fighting for the throne now?"

Zhao Youan introduced: "The current dynasty is mainly the second prince, the fourth prince, the sixth prince, the seventh prince, and the ninth prince are competing for the position of crown prince."

"The voices of the second, fourth and ninth princes are higher."

"As for this seventh prince..."

Zhao Youan recalled it and said strangely: "In the past year, this seventh prince seems to have become much quieter. I haven't heard of him showing up."

Yan Yi thought to himself that this bastard was holding up his ultimate move and was trying to hit the realm of heaven, so he naturally had no time to show up.

Zhao Youan continued: "Uncle Xu, this seventh prince has a very good reputation. He has built several aid houses in Qingcheng and adopted many abandoned orphans."

Yan Yi, who had a deep understanding of the Seventh Prince's Smiling Tiger, sneered and said sarcastically: "With the Baihua Pavilion, he has no shortage of money, he can just take out some money to do charity and earn a reputation. It is the simplest operation."

He said maliciously: "The adopted orphans, with good qualifications, can be trained to become dead soldiers and thugs."

"Beautiful ones, you can train them to send them to Baihua Pavilion."

"If you do this, the Seventh Prince seems to have done good deeds and earned a reputation, maybe he can make a big profit."

Yan Yi snorted again: "It is not the first time Baihua Pavilion has done it if it is a matter of forcing the 5th little boy."

"Maybe many of the abandoned orphans in the mourning house were stolen and robbed in this way."

In recent years, Zhao Youan has been following his father and his eyes are stained with his ears and eyes, knowing that the world is cruel and dark.

He knew that Uncle Xu's guess was probably true.

My father once told him that the intrigue and darkness of the royal family far exceeded that of the great families. How could it be possible to cultivate a saint who was untainted by the mud?

Perhaps because the aristocratic families can see through it thoroughly, although the seventh prince has a good reputation and strong ability, the support he has received is the least of the few princes.

It’s because he’s too hypocritical and too capable of pretending?

Zhao Youan noticed that Uncle Xu was full of hatred for the Seventh Prince and reminded him: "Uncle Xu, the Seventh Prince is there, and with the lack of money, he can attract many experts and strange people to help him. Don't act impulsively."

Yan Yi smiled and said, "You'an, don't worry."

"I'm not a few years old, so I'm cautious and can't overestimate myself when I'm not doing anything that an egg hits a stone."

He turned to ask, "How has the cooperation between Baotong Money House and the Warrior Guild been promoted?"

Zhao Youan took a deep breath and said, "I just received a letter from my father this morning, saying that several elders of the family were opposed by fiercely and quarreled at the meeting."

Yan Yi comforted: "Traditional concepts are not so easy to change, especially major events like transferring ownership."

"It will definitely take time, let's persuade you slowly."

Zhao Youan said with a worried look: "The problem is that more than one force is pressing step by step, and it will not leave us much time..."

Just as the Zhao family was in the life and death, Zhao Youan, as the young master of the Zhao family, naturally had many things to worry about.

He didn't listen to Feng Xiaozhu for too long, and after saying a few words with Yan Yi, he went to work on other things.

As for Liang Zhezhi, he also shouldered heavy responsibilities and went to the Busy Information Inn, Da'an City, the Warrior Guild in the morning.

Yan Yi continued to run in the spear...

Because the news of the duel is rumored, many young warriors came to Baotongyuan, saying that they wanted to have a chance to compete with Yan Yi.

One of them also claimed to be the successor of the Tuojiang Gun King, saying that he wanted to compete with Yan Yi for gun skills.

These people were all stopped outside Baotongyuan.

During the day, Yan Yi was preparing for the battle without being disturbed by outsiders.

However, not long after dinner, Tingfeng Xiaozhu suddenly came three uninvited guests with mysterious identities!

When the woman in charge took off her hooded jacket and showed her signature white hair, Yan Yi was both shocked and angry.

What was shocked was that the other party was Princess Jinxiu Jinxinglan.

What was angry was that she actually came in the arms of the little fox Hongyun.

"Five little ones are in your hands?"

Yan Yi's eyes were as cold as ice, and Feiyun and Hulk were also prepared to be alert and take action.

"Not in my hands, but I know where they are!"

Jin Xinglan replied with a faint expression, gently stroked the little fox with a timid look in his arms.

"Those five little guys are so cute, I know that guy will definitely not be able to help it."

"So, I asked my men to secretly follow the little guys."

Jin Xinglan chuckled and said, "As I expected, his man finally took action."

"You little fox is pretty good, very spiritual."

Jin Xinglan touched the Hongyun again and then let it go.

The Hongyun, who had gained freedom, jumped onto Yan Yi's shoulders, and his two small front paws patted Yan Yi's head randomly, and his mouth was still "squeaking", "chirping", as if he was anxious to appeal to his experience and grievances.

Yan Yi reached out and grabbed Hongyun's shoulders, held them in his arms, and stroked them comfortably twice.

He faced Jin Xinglan's gaze and asked in a deep voice: "Your Highness, what do you want?"

"Or, what do you want me to do?"

Jin Xinglan smiled slightly and said, "Talking to smart people is to save trouble. Next, we need to talk alone."

"However, I need to confirm first, are I calling you Xu Kai or Mu Kai?"

Yan Yi showed a shocked expression at the right time, and quickly returned to peace and said, "Your Highness, let's go upstairs to talk."

Yan Yi hugged the little fox and came to the small living room on the second floor with Jin Xinglan.

After the two of them sat down, Yan Yi pretended not to give up and asked, "Your Highness, do you know my exact identity?"

Jin Xinglan said with a calm expression and contemptuous words: "Although your origin is very mysterious, I really want to find out if a person is not a difficult thing."

"The grandson of Kikuizumi, Dayanqian County, right?"

Yan Yi was silent for a moment and said, "Your Highness, since you know my identity, you should be clear."

"I am a marginal figure in the Mu family and I don't have much value in use."

Jin Xinglan smiled and said, "Do you have any value in use? What you say does not count, but what I say does not count."

"Although you are not valued in the Mu family, you are also the grandson of one of the eleven decision-making elders of the Mu family."

"What's important is that you still have the blood of the Great Yan clan flowing on you."

"Your identity is enough for me."
To be continued...