After one night, Kyoto returned to its usual hustle and bustle, but because of its geographical location, the Huainan Wangshizi's Mansion was relatively quiet every morning.

"Uncle Wolfhead, are you leaving today?"

In the courtyard of the Huainan Wang Shizi's Mansion, Wang Jia had just had breakfast, and Yang Guang, who was beside Wang Jia, looked at the long knife shining with cold light in his hand with a cold face, and the wolf head had already packed up a simple salute and was ready to go out.

The wolf head nodded, his face a little ugly.

When he got up early in the morning, the wolf head also got the news that the Green Snake Gang, which he was going to cooperate, was wiped out by Lu Jue.

This news was too sudden for him, so he had to go to the Northern Expedition to find out in person.

"Jia'er, you just came out of Dali Temple during this time, put aside the matter of the Red Lotus Sect for the time being, and wait for me to come back from Northern Xinjiang to make plans, this matter is not in a hurry, stay in Qingshan, don't be afraid of no firewood."

Wang Jia nodded slowly, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and replied softly: "Don't worry, Uncle Wolf Head." ”

Looking at Wang Jia's gentle and elegant smile, a strange softness seemed to flash in the wolf's eyes, although neither the wolf head nor Wang Jia noticed it.

But Yang Guang on the side seemed to smell something, and his face remained unchanged, but he thought about it in his heart.

What kind of person is the wolf head, Yang Guang is very familiar with it, that touch of tenderness is not at all something that a person like the wolf head can have, if it is for other people, the iron man is tender at that time, but for a person like the wolf head, that tenderness may become a fatal thing in his mouth.

The wolf head withdrew his gaze at Wang Jia, and after one last glance at Yang Guang on the side, he turned to leave.

Just after the wolf's head left, the gate of the prince's mansion of the king of Huainan was rarely lively.

A subordinate who guarded the door, stretched his waist and opened the door, hesitating the habits of the king of Huainan and his son, never leaving the house before noon, or returning to the house, which also made the people in the house have the habit of sleeping lazy.

Early in the morning, I heard a knock on the door, and then the man frowned impatiently and walked to the door, muttering as he opened the door.

"It's strange, didn't the prince not go out last night?"

After opening the door, the servant saw a boy in a brocade robe, handsome, but he looked a little thin, and his cheeks were slightly pale.

"Who is Childe?"

Now people can naturally recognize the reason for the pale complexion, isn't it caused by drinking too much like their own family lineage.

Seeing that the person in front of him was well-dressed, the subordinate didn't dare to slack off for a while, and hurriedly saluted, thinking that it was the friends of those fireworks in Willow Lane of his own son.

"Under Changwu Wang Shizi, Chen Pingwu, come to see Miss Wang."

The person who came early in the morning was Chen Pingwu, but he did not come in a sedan chair, but rode to Zhou Yangfeng's house by himself.

"The prince of Changwu?"

The man frowned, obviously looking at the boy in front of him, a little incredulous, after all, in Kyoto, it is widely rumored that the one who can be compared with the waste son of his own family is the prince of Changwu who does not even have a human appearance.

But looking at the person in front of him, except for being slightly thin and his face was slightly weak, he was not sloppy at all.

At this time, the person couldn't help but be a little suspicious, so he looked at Chen Pingwu, and he didn't plan to open the door, but asked in an unkind tone: "You said you are the prince?" The waste prince that Kyoto people call in their mouths? ”

When Chen Pingwu heard this person's words, he didn't get angry, he just smiled slightly, neither denying nor admitting it, but looked at the other party calmly.

Seeing that Chen Pingwu was silent, the next person stretched his neck to look behind Chen Pingwu, but saw that there was only a horse under the steps outside the door, and there was not even a servant, so he suddenly didn't believe it even more, so he said impatiently:

"You liar, even if you pretend to be an identity, you can find someone to listen to, look at you and look good, why are you so stupid, you don't even have a servant, and you say that you are the son of the world, get out! Get lost! Get lost! ”

At this time, the person waved his hand, and he was about to dare Chen Pingwu to leave.

Chen Pingwu didn't expect that the subordinates of the Zhou Mansion would be so arrogant, and he suddenly felt angry in his heart, and raised his hand to clasp the arm of the subordinate person.

Although Chen Ping's martial arts skills are mediocre, he is also targeted, and he is naturally invincible to Lu Jue and Yang Guang, but he is also the son of King Changwu, this little subordinate, of course, is not an opponent.

"Oops! You! What are you doing! Let go! Someone! Someone has broken into the palace! ”

With a shout from the subordinate, Chen Pingwu exerted force with his five fingers, and then threw it back, directly throwing the subordinate who was guarding the door to the door, and rolled down the stairs.

However, just after Chen Pingwu stepped into the Zhou Mansion, the surrounding courtyard thugs had already surrounded them from both sides, glaring at Chen Pingwu one by one, obviously what made them most angry was that Chen Pingwu's appearance disturbed their good dreams.

"Ladies and gentlemen, under the prince of Changwu Wang, Chen Pingwu, I have no intention of offending, please inform your son."

Chen Pingwu arched his hand to the people around him and said very politely.

"Hmph, what about the prince of Changwu? Can you hurt the people of our Zhou Mansion? ”

These subordinates of the Zhou Mansion are actually not having a good time outside on weekdays, after all, the situation of their own master is also a joke in Kyoto, if it weren't for the high salary of the Zhou Mansion, and they have to support their families, no one wants to be angry.

But the person in front of him, who broke into the Shizi Mansion alone, was so arrogant, saying that he was the prince of the Changwu King, these people were even more atmospheric, after all, the son of the Changwu King was not as good as Zhou Yangfeng!

The seven or eight guards around them did not stop Chen Pingwu's explanation, and went directly up to besiege them.

Simply, among these guardians, there are no grandmasters and masters, in fact, they are comparable to Chen Pingwu's strength.

However, Chen Pingwu had been trained by Yang Guang and Chen Sinian earlier, and when he met someone with the same strength, he didn't seem to have any pressure, and even had the upper hand faintly.

Bang! Bang!

After a few punches, a relatively weak guardian was already knocked down by Chen Pingwu, and at the same time, a voice called out to everyone.

"Stop!"

Zhou Yangfeng was obviously disturbed by the movement here, so he walked out.

"Brother Chen! What are you doing here? ”

Zhou Yangfeng looked at the person besieging his own courtyard with a surprised face, it turned out to be Chen Pingwu, so he hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and at the same time did not forget to turn around and reprimand the surrounding nursing homes.

"Are you going to rebel? Brother Chen is the prince of Changwu, and after he is a prince, how many heads do you have? ”

These nurses hurriedly knelt down one after another and saluted Chen Pingwu.