Along the way, he felt extremely depressed.

In front of his eyes, the scene of Rainbow Tsing Yi risking his life in battle flashed continuously.

That sentence seemed to be echoing in my ears.

"You have joined our Great Qin and still want to leave?"

The surging blood, the desperate battle; the lives that disappeared in an instant, and the fallen bodies.

They are the backbone of every family!

But they are also the backbone of this country!

They are not stingy with their lives, and they spread their blood generously on any battlefield!

At the moment of death in battle, his eyes were still fanatical.

"Da Qin, Da Qin!"

Feng Yin murmured in his heart.

…

Qiankun Tower does not have the unusual atmosphere that Feng Yin imagined.

Even a bit ordinary, the whole building is antique, and compared to the surrounding buildings, it looks a bit aging.

Feng Yin strolled in, only to see green smoke curling inside, the faint sound of the piano, and a sign of tranquility and peace. It was not a place for business, but rather like a secluded place in the bustling city.

Compared to the battlefield just now, which was filled with smoke and blood, the peace and tranquility here was like heaven.

Suddenly entering this place from the bloody battlefield, Feng Yin's consciousness even fell into a trance for a short time.

It seemed that in this short moment, I experienced two worlds.

A frail old man was half lying on a rocking chair, holding a book in his hand and reading with gusto.

On the small table next to him, there was a small and exquisite incense burner, emitting a lingering aroma.

Feng Yin pushed open the door and walked in.

"This guest is..."

The old man put down his book, sat up slowly, squinted his eyes, and looked at Feng Yin, with confusion in his eyes.

"Xiao Ke was entrusted by someone to deliver something, and he said he would give it to the shopkeeper here." Feng Yin said.

Now he just wants to fulfill this commission and leave quickly.

Now, he felt faintly exhausted both physically and mentally. He didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to go back quickly, lie down on his recliner, and think about it.

"The old man is the shopkeeper."

The old man suddenly smiled and said with kind eyes, "I wonder what you are sending me, sir?"

"This is it."

Feng Yin took out the package and gently placed it on the table.

The old man did not open it immediately, but looked at Feng Yin with a smile: "May I ask who entrusted it to you sir?"

"I really don't know about this. Things happened suddenly at that time, and I received this package of things inexplicably. As for the delivery place, it was a letter attached to the package, and that was the entrustment in the letter."

"Oh? Can I read that letter?" The old man's smile was kind and gentle.

"Of course." Feng Yin understood the old man's concerns. If it were him, he would probably do the same thing.

So he took the letter out of his arms and said, "This is it."

The old man took it and opened it. The first thing he saw was the signature below, and his face trembled slightly.

Then Huoran raised his head and took a deep look at Feng Yin, his eyes bright.
Chapter completed!