Moon City is showing its prosperity everywhere, and the bustling crowds are endless. Gilded plaques hang on both sides of the street, and the clamor fills the street.

They walked into a chic courtyard, with the logo of the Chamber of Commerce carved on the large plaque at the door, and the words "Tea League Courtyard" were vigorous and powerful. According to the purpose of the Chamber of Commerce, the Tea League, the Sugar League, the Salt League, etc. can only do their own business, and are absolutely not allowed to get involved in other people's fields. But one thing is allowed, and that is intelligence.

Xie Fei is the son of Xie Ning, the leader of the Tea League of the Chamber of Commerce, and as the young master of one of the four major alliances of the Chamber of Commerce, Xie Fei is very famous. Because of his smart mind and keen vision, his business developed better, so he even overshadowed his father.

Andrew and the two followed Xie Fei into the hall and sat down separately. The brewed tea was served, and the rising tea mist was like a churning dragon.

"What's there to care about?" Xie Fei looked at the floating tea mist and went straight to the topic.

"Do you think I'm going to kill and win?" said Andrew, who looked unusually calm.

"No, you don't have to kill him, I got the news the day after I was killed. We thought you were blocking someone else's sword. ”

"What do you think?"

"We think that with Ying Ziang's character, he should not kill his father, but he is the biggest beneficiary, even if he didn't kill him, he must be inseparable. ”

"Can you find out who killed him? Andrew's serious face flushed.

Xie Fei stared at him and hesitated for a long time. "Sometimes intelligence is a great deal, and sometimes it's expensive, like the information you need. In fact, the truth is there, but there is no evidence to prove that it is the truth. ”

"The truth may not matter to anyone else at all, but it is critical to me, which is why I can't find out. It is not difficult for you to find out a relatively unimportant truth. ”

"So, what price are you prepared to pay?" Xie Fei stared straight at him, with a shallow smile on his face all the time.

Andrew did not avoid his gaze, and his quiet face was filled with a faint sadness. "I don't think I can afford to pay too much. He pulled out a wrench, and was shrouded in a touch of emerald green. This is from Jiya's baggage, and it was given to him by the wind and dust when he set off.

When Xie Fei saw the wrench, the smile on his face disappeared, and a look of surprise hung all over his face, and he looked at it carefully. Finally asked, "How do you have this wrench?"

Andrew said: "I don't know if this wrench is enough, it is already mine, in fact, it was given to me by a friend of mine, and I should keep it well, so I just pressed it on you, and I will definitely redeem it in the future." ”

Xie Fei suddenly stood up and laughed, with an inexplicable excitement in his voice. "Do you know whose wrench it is?"

"With that look on your face, I think I should have guessed it. Andrew seemed to know something.

Eric sat on the side and didn't speak, and when he heard Xie Fei's laughter, he raised his head with a stunned face.

Xie Fei handed the wrench back to Andrew, and the excited look still hung on his face. "This is our Xie family heirloom, it was coaxed into my hands a few years ago, it's really embarrassing! That guy is really a difficult master, I have been in business for so long, but I lost money with him. He smiled wryly and said to Andrew, "I hope it's not him who sent you to your friend." ”

Andrew replied solemnly, "I think you must be disappointed! ”

"Wind and dust!" Then the two of them said a name in unison.

Xie Fei was surprised, and doubts spread all over his delicate face. "Someone like Feng Chenyang actually gave it to you, did that coax you some kind of treasure, or did you mean that you are very important to him?"

Andrew shook his head and said, "Originally, he gave it to another person, but in fact, he is also a person with affection and righteousness." He saved my life. ”

Xie Fei thought for a while and sat down. "He saved my life, and that's it, he took the wrench. Say that when the wrench comes back up, do something for the person holding it. So, please don't waste the opportunity and think it through. ”

Andrew was silent for a while, finally thinking clearly, and he made a decision. "I want to find out, who is the killer who will not give up, and is the dark mage involved?"

Xie Fei nodded and said to Andrew: "Although it is difficult, I still think that the matter of making a deal with you will definitely be much easier than the matter of making a deal with Feng Chenyang!"

Andrew stood up, glanced at Eric, and said, "We can go." ”

Xie Fei was a little puzzled and asked Andrew, "How should I inform you?"

A smile appeared on Andrew's pale face. "I'll come to you. ”

In Riverrun, the refugees who escaped have gradually returned home, and the streets have returned to their former hustle and bustle. Jiya sat on a bench in the barracks, his chin in his hands, and watched in amazement as the cavalry soldiers were working hard in the distance. The sound of majestic and powerful slogans suppressed the noisy hooves of horses, the young faces of the cavalrymen were covered with determination, and beads of sweat the size of beans shone brightly in the blazing sun.

Feng Chenyang sat beside Ji Ya, with a bitter look on his face, constantly scratching his head, and his deep eyes were filled with melancholy. He grabbed the brush in the palm of his hand, and the white silk paper was bent and full of the three big characters "Wind and Dust". He stole a glance at Jiya and cast his gaze into the distance.

With a soft "snap", Ji Ya raised her brows and glared at Feng Chenyang, and her thin little hand hit Feng Chenyang's arm. Feng Chenyang blushed, quickly lowered his head, wrote with difficulty, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not that I can't write, it's just ugly, why do you want me to practice calligraphy." What's the use of good handwriting? I'm just a rough man, aren't you playing with tricks!"

Ji Ya didn't care about him, and the scholar spoke in an immortal tone: "Man, standing up to the sky, can not only go into battle to kill the enemy, but also write legends." Writing can hone one's patience, what's wrong with writing well?"

Feng Chenyang's face was aggrieved, and he said to Ji Ya: "Auntie, I haven't even healed my injuries now." He pointed to the wound on his arm. "I need to rest so that the wound can heal quickly. ”

"It's that you have to cultivate your body, you can't practice, and General Huan let you practice writing, and he said that the military intelligence report you wrote, no one can read it except you. Ji Ya pursed her lips, her face ugly.

Feng Chenyang threw away the pen violently, and his thick eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character. "I'm completely good now! I'm going to practice, I feel like I'm full of strength right now, and I really want to practice, really. ”

Ji Yaten stood up, pointed to his forehead, and glared at the wind and dust with his big melancholy eyes.

Feng Chenyang didn't seem to care about these anymore, and the eyes of the two were fiercely intertwined. Finally, Feng Chenyang hung his head, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote with his heart.