"My youngest daughter's name is Nishinomiya Qiancai, and my son's name is Nishinomiya Hikaru."

....

"Huh."

In the courtyard with a gust of cold wind, hearing this, Xia Feng smiled.

Perhaps, this is the only smile he has shown from the heart in recent days.

It's just that in this smile, there is bitterness, nostalgia, embarrassment, and a touch of cruel killing intent.

....

Xigong Qiancai, Xigong Guang, hearing these two names, Xia Feng's eyes gradually revealed a sudden appearance.

He never doubted his instincts.

That day in the banquet hall, he suddenly felt that Xigong Ling's back was familiar, and now, he finally knew who this back was similar to.

Ah Guang has a rare single horn among the ghost people, Qiancai is also a single horn, and Xigong Ling is also a single horn.

....

Reaching into his pocket, Xia Feng took out the photo he had just asked Nancy to pass over.

"General Long Ping, there are familiar faces here."

According to the time calculation, Ah Guang was 6 or 7 years old when he fled Dongguo, and for a father, the outline of the child during that time period had been roughly set.

Even a slight change in adulthood is enough to recognize from a bunch of people who don't know each other.

"It's ....."

"Take a look."

As if he had a premonition, Nishigong Ryuhei stretched out his hand and took the photo with a slight trembling.

After a while, I saw his old face stunned, his pupils contracted, and his eyes stared at Ah Guang's face in the photo.

"It's ...... Light ......"

Looking away from the photo, Nishinomiya Ryuhei's face was already two lines of old tears.

Grabbing this photo, he asked Xia Feng urgently.

"My son, my son! You know my son, right, where is he now? Tell me, where is he now? ”

....

Xia Feng couldn't answer this question, not that he didn't know the answer, but at this moment, he couldn't say it.

Obviously, Xigong Ryuhei is the father of Ah Guang and Qiancai, and his good brother Ah Guang is the main family of the Dongguo Xigong family.

Because of the civil strife that broke out 20 years ago, he and his sister fled to faraway Victoria with their mother.

Maybe Victoria wasn't their first stop, but in the end, they stayed there.

Xia Feng remembered that when the Black Feather Barbecue Restaurant was first established, when he was still trying to find a way to infiltrate Richie's casino, he had a conversation with Ah Guang.

During the small talk, he mentioned the country where Ah Guang's race is located, the Eastern Kingdom.

At that time, Ah Guang did not take over the topic, but just responded with silence.

....

At this moment, Xigong Yanshi also rushed over when he heard the sound.

At the gate of the mansion, he was very surprised to see Xia Feng suddenly appear here.

"Your Excellency Xia Feng, why are you here!"

Xia Feng turned his head sideways when he heard the sound and asked in a low voice.

"What about Xigong Ling."

"The head of the Ling family is in the study, do you have something to look for him, I am the retribution."

"No need, just take me there."

"This ....."

Pulling Nishinomiya Yanshi to lead the way, Xia Feng walked through the houses of the mansion and walked straight to the inner courtyard where the head of the family was.

....

It was now late at night, and only one of the rows of houses in the inner courtyard had an oil lamp lit.

Letting go of Nishinomiya Yanshi, Xia Feng went straight to the room, and when he walked to the door, he pushed the door open without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

Startled by the sound of pushing the door, Xigong Ling, who was sitting at the desk, was startled.

However, although Xigong Ling's expression was frightened, for some reason, his face was already covered with tears.

On the desk, there are several trade treaties being signed.

.....

Seeing that the person who broke in late at night turned out to be Xia Feng, Xigong Ling immediately wiped the tears from his face and stood up from his desk.

"Your Excellency Xia Feng, why are you here, why didn't you ......report it?"

Xia Feng silently walked to the desk and glanced at the treaties on the table by the faint light of the oil lamp.

"What are you writing about?"

Xigong Ling's face was pale, and his eyes were full of loss.

"It was the agreement that was discussed at the meeting that day, and now that the Sakura Sakura family has regrouped, I must ........ for the sake of the people of Nishinomiya."

"Don't sign it."

"Huh?"

Hearing Xia Feng's words, Xigong Ling was stunned.

"Don't sign? What are you kidding, now the materials transported by Longmen are on the way, if you don't sign it, strategic support may be unilaterally stopped at any time, and by tomorrow at the latest, I have to reply to the many forces in Longmen! ”

Xia Feng narrowed his eyes, and his voice was cold.

"You can write back to them now, but you don't have to sign any treaty."

"Your Excellency Xia Feng, what do you mean by this?"

"In the reply, you only need to write one sentence."

"What?"

Xia Feng suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly.

"You told those guys in the letter, all get out of here!"

....

Xigong Ling was shocked by Xia Feng's momentum, but as the head of the Xigong family, he immediately regained his composure.

Facing the summer breeze, he gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Your Excellency Xia Feng, this is my decision, I know that this treaty may also have an impact on your business, but there is no way, if I don't sign it, no one will be able to help me!"

"I'll help you."

Hearing these three words, Xigong Ling was stunned.

"You.... What do you say. ”

Xia Feng looked him directly in the eyes and said seriously.

"I said I'll help you."

After a short period of dead silence, Xigong Ling's emotions were a little excited.

His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth again in denial.

"Can you help me? How can you help me? Without the strategic material support of Longmen, even if you give another 10 billion, it will not help, I know, you have hundreds of elite armed forces under your command, but the Sakura samurai family is now gathering more than 400,000 troops, you help me, how can you help me? ”

was refuted by Xigong Ling's stern words, Xia Feng suddenly smiled, but this smile was a little cold.

"400,000 troops?"

"That's right."

"Huh, so what?"

With that, a murderous light flashed in Xia Feng's eyes, and he pulled out the Shenyue Knife, and the blade was fiercely nailed to a map of the Eastern Kingdom on the desktop.

"Bang!"

The sharp blade pierces the East Continent ruled by the Sakura Samurai family.

He looked at Xigong Ling firmly, and his cold and cruel voice seemed to not allow a trace of doubt.

"From today onwards, if the Sakura Warrior can capture Xichuan in this dispute, I will write the words Fire Feather Summer Wind upside down!"

.....

Hearing this, Xigong Ling's eyes widened and he stayed in place.

At this moment, the tears of the bean kept sliding down on the face of the young family owner who shouldered the fate of the Xigong family.

"Your Excellency Xia Feng, you ........"

.....

Xigong Yanshi, who was standing at the door, was also in tears, but as the family member in charge of strategic preparations, he was still a little worried about Xia Feng's words.

Xigong Yanshi knew that Xia Feng's background was very complicated, but the enemy he was facing at the moment could no longer be handled with common sense.

"Your Excellency Xia Feng...... Sakura Takeran, the soul of the Sakura Sakura Army, is known as the Eastern Sword God, you ......"

Xia Feng pulled the Shenyue knife out of the table with a "bang", inserted it back into his waist, and turned around and walked out of the study.

The back left for Xigong Ling was so confident that it seemed that as long as he made up his mind, he could hold up the whole world.

....

When he walked out of the door and passed by Xigong Yanshi, Xia Feng only left a word.

"What Lao Tzu does is the god of swords."