"Forget it, Ah Zhao, take them with you too! Anyway, drop by."

Zhuang Hengxin patted Han Zhao's shoulder soothingly, signaling him not to be too irritable.

"It's up to you!"

Han Zhao looked at Zhuang Hengxin, as if he couldn't resist him, and agreed impatiently.

"Two, please don't need us, you can go to the Drunken Immortal Residence with us!"

didn't give the three of them the right to choose, Zhuang Hengxin was domineering.

Hearing his words, the thief-eyed man gritted his teeth and took a step forward, asking for something, but the man in the middle spoke one step faster and blocked his words.

"It's our honor to walk with Childe."

At the end, the man glanced at the thief-eyed man, his eyes revealing a bit of threat, and at the same time transmitted a message to him.

"Don't forget what you're here for, and don't forget what you were with your father when you left, if something didn't happen, your mother could hold it."

The anger on the face of the thief-eyed man froze, and he glanced at Zhuang Hengxin unwillingly, and took a step back.

The man with a low sense of presence was still quiet, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him, and he was not aware of the communication between the two.

"Let's go, then!"

After Zhuang Heng finished his heart, he ignored them and took the lead in the front.

Where the three of them couldn't see, Zhuang Hengxin and Han Zhao quietly glanced at each other, and they both saw a thick sense of badness in each other's eyes.

I just like the way you can't get used to me and can't kill me, so it's hard!

At the same time, the same thing happened to the other Rao's side.

Several people invariably fooled people to the Drunken Immortal Residence, the law is different, but the meaning is almost the same, and there are already people waiting for them in the Drunken Immortal Residence.

It didn't take long to arrive at the Drunken Immortal Residence, of course, on the way, Zhuang Hengxin pretended to ask a few people.

The people in the imperial city were no strangers to him, Zhuang Hengxin specially asked the more familiar vendors on the side of the road, winked at them, and they understood what he meant, and they were very cooperative.

The dealers are also not used to those Rao styles, they can do business in the imperial city, they are basically from Shenguo, no matter how bad they are, what does it have to do with the people here.

Besides, after living here for so long, even if you are not from Shen Guo, you still have feelings.

From a distance, I saw a long queue outside the door of the Drunken Immortal Residence, and the key was that the clothes and fabrics of the people in line were good, and they looked either rich or expensive.

What else did they hear, Master Li, Zhang Darao, and what was the queue for a long time, how long, and how long.

"Two sons, it doesn't look easy to get into here!"

The man in the middle pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Not easy to get into? It is their honor to be here with them as we are!"

Han Zhao opened his mouth arrogantly, without even looking at the three of them.

"Really? I'll see how you get in."

The man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes couldn't help it, and said in a weird way.

"Hehe, it's up to us how we get in!"

Han Zhao glanced at him with disdain, and as if he had seen something bad, he quickly looked away.

"Alright, Zhao, let's go in!"

Zhuang Hengxin tugged at him, and the two walked directly towards the gate of the Drunken Immortal Residence.

The thief-eyed man held back his anger and stood still, he wanted to see how they would get in.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them approached the gate of the Drunken Immortal Residence, they were stopped.

"Two of you, you can't enter without an appointment, you need to queue."

The people who stopped them seemed to think that their identities were not simple, and the tone of their words was quite polite.