The sound of bagpipes and Qiancai looming in the bathroom continued to come out, but this reverie-inducing sound came into the ears of Xia Feng in the living room, but it didn't seem to cause any waves in his heart.

His whole face was expressionless, like a sage.

Because in his heart at the moment, thinking about things is far heavier than this kind of laughter.

....

"Dididi!"

At this moment, the communicator on the table rang, this is an internal communicator, only your own people can use it.

"Hey, I'm Xia Feng."

On the other side of the communicator, there was the serious and capable voice of the Black Steel Troop, Captain Rota.

"Xia Feng, the army assembled by the Sakura Sakura family on the border has a new movement, and it seems that it is planning to launch a general attack."

Hearing this information, the corners of Xia Feng's eyes twitched, but his voice was not wavering, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions and deliberately show that he didn't care.

"yes, I see."

"Xia Feng, what else do we need to do, continue to collect the latest movements of the Sakura Martial Family, and then report back to you?"

"No need, let the brothers who are scouting withdraw."

"Huh?"

"It's already okay, I've figured it out, this matter has nothing to do with us, we just need to keep ourselves safe."

"Okay, I got it."

......

Turning off the communicator, Xia Feng's whole face turned pale, and it was obvious that this natural decision was not so easy for him to say.

After all, the Sakura samurai family was ready to do it, and he chose to protect himself after all.

He could even imagine how desperate Xigong Ling and Xigong Yanshi and others in the Xigong family's mansion would be when they learned the information about the enemy's movements.

As the ruler of Xichuan, their land is about to be invaded, and the soldiers who have been assembled in a short period of time are all the people of Xichuan, rushing to the battlefield, and then dying tragically.

On one side is the invader who has the help of the sword god of the Eastern Kingdom, and on the other side is the Longmen consortium with an ugly face, and for the Nishinomiya family, there are cliffs on both sides.

That's right, this is the inevitability of the development of the times, and it can also be called providence, and the weak have no excuses.

However, as a witness to all this, with Xia Feng's character, he is suffering from a torment that others can't understand.

Obviously there is no position, obviously there is no reason, but he feels extremely depressed.

Perhaps, he pretends to be not a good person, but there is still a trace of ridiculous kindness in his heart.

.....

In a trance, he reached for the water cup on the table, and Mu Ne picked up the cup and brought it to his mouth.

However, there was no water in the cup.

"Smack!"

The sound of breaking came, and the cup had been pinched out of the crack without Xia Feng being unconscious.

The cracked cup brought Xia Feng's thoughts back to reality, and he looked down at the cup in his hand blankly, but the first thing he saw was the paper windmill on the table that had not been discarded by him.

From tomorrow onwards, perhaps the entire Xichuan will be like this windmill, shattered and broken by external forces.

Including the person who gave him the windmill.

....

The living room was very quiet, only Xia Feng was alone holding the cup, staring blankly at the rough paper windmill.

At this time, the sound of bagpipes and thousands of colors in the bathroom faintly came into the ears of the summer breeze.

"Sister Qiancai, your skin is so good, white and tender."

"Hey, it's alright."

"I'm so envious."

"Sister bagpipes, you are also in good shape, and I hope that I can become a person like you in the future."

"Haha, Sister Qiancai is really good at talking, ah, what is this, this pendant is so exquisite, did you buy it in Victoria?"

"No, this one I've been wearing since I was a kid."

"Is it an heirloom?"

"Well..... I don't know, I guess it's like, my brother had the same one, but he lost it when he was fighting. ”

"Wow, it's so delicate, it's so beautiful, it's a rare shape in Victoria, it's green....... It's a clover. ”

.....

Xia Feng's expression was very dull, but when he vaguely heard the conversation coming from the bathroom, his distracted pupils gradually became strange.

Pendant? Clover?

"Smack!"

Xia Feng slammed the cup in his hand on the table, because it had been pinched out, and the cup immediately shattered into several petals.

However, he ignored the cup, and stood up directly.

Step out and head straight to the bathroom.

"Knock knock!"

Standing outside the bathroom door, Xia Feng began to knock on the door with a solemn face, and shouted solemnly at the same time.

"Qiancai, what pendant were you talking about just now!"

Hearing the sound of the summer breeze, the bagpipes inside immediately responded dissatisfied.

"What are you doing, we're going to get ready to take a shower, go away."

The volume of the summer breeze continues to rise.

"Don't wash yet, put your clothes on, and open the door!"

"What the hell are you doing, what are you nervous about, don't bother us."

"Get dressed, open the door! Immediately, immediately, or I'm going to go in! ”

The bagpipes inside were obviously frightened, and it was the first time she had heard Xia Feng speak to her with such an attitude.

Of course, it was not a tantrum, but an indescribable anxiety.

"Okay, I see, let's get dressed right away."

....

After 2 minutes.

With the crisp sound of the bathroom door locking opening, Xia Feng anxiously pulled the door open.

Staring at Qiancai, whose hair was still wet, he immediately stretched out his palm.

"What about the pendant you just mentioned, show it to me."

Qiancai was a little frightened, and took the pendant off her neck at a loss and handed it to Xia Feng.

"Brother Xia Feng, give."

Xia Feng's brain was in a mess now, and he couldn't take care of other people's feelings at all, so he took the pendant and stared blankly at its shape.

This pendant is indeed very delicate, as the bagpipes say.

The pendant is about the size of a thumb and is carved from emerald green jade, which is a craft with the characteristics of the Eastern Kingdom, which is very similar to the cherry blossom pendant of the Sakura samurai family.

But the difference is that instead of cherry blossoms, it's clover.

The blades of the clover are in a regular triangle shape, stretching in three different directions, staring at the pendant, the scene in the eyes gradually overlaps with the pattern in the memory.

"Thousand colors."

"Huh?"

"Have you worn this pendant since you were a child, are you sure you didn't get it from someone else?"

Qiancai nodded very seriously.

"It's mine, it's been around for as long as I can remember."

"You just said that Ah Guang also had the same pendant on him?"

"Yes, my brother had it too, but I lost it later."

Xia Feng's pupils flickered, his whole face showed an unbelievable trance, and even his voice became a little hoarse.

"Qiancai, do you know what this pendant represents?"

"I.... I don't know, I've been in Victoria for as long as I can remember, and no one has ever talked to me. ”

....

In the silence, Xia Feng's brain desperately tried to find a logical relationship in his chaotic thoughts.

There was civil strife in the Nishinomiya family.

20 years ago.

Nishinomiya Ryuhei.

2-year-old daughter, 6-year-old son.

....

Coming back to his senses in an instant, Xia Feng stretched out his hand, grabbed Qiancai's arm, and led her to the living room.

"Come, tell me a little bit about your life in Victoria with Ah Guang before you met me."

"Brother Xia Feng......."

Xia Feng looked at Qiancai very seriously.

"Chicai, I know it might be painful for you to remember this, but now I have to know this, it's important to me, please."