"What?Duke Barton's Palace?" Joyce shouted at Wednesday's words.

Seeing Joyce's nervous appearance, Wednesday asked suspiciously, "What, is there something wrong?"

Joyce looked around, then asked in a low voice, "Do you know how Duke Patton died?"

Wednesday was stunned for a moment, "You know, didn't you say that you were killed for plotting a rebellion?"

"Do you believe the reason?" Joyce said excitedly: "Okay, let's not talk about Patton's tools, let's talk about the Duke's Palace, do you know how miserable it was in that mansion at that time? It is said that all the more than 500 people in Duke's Mansion were hacked to death in the mansion, and the bodies were all disposed of on the spot. ”

Wednesday was a little surprised, "Really, fake?

Joyce let out a long breath, "It is said that yes, the operation was carried out at night, and most of the northern city heard the wailing and shaking of the Duke's Palace that night, until now, you can smell the strong smell of blood when you walk into the Duke's Palace, do you say that people can live in such a place?"

Speaking of this, Joyce cautiously added: "If the Duke's Palace is really a good place, let alone you are a silver knight, even a platinum knight may not be qualified to live in it." ”

Hearing this, Wednesday's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly showed a natural expression, "It's a big deal, I just don't live for the time being, and when things settle down, I will sell it away, isn't it the same?" Seeing Joyce's anxious face, he smiled and comforted: "Okay, I know it in my heart." ”

After finishing speaking, Wednesday slapped his head, "Oh, that white-bearded old man still wants me to go to him, bye-bye, you can sleep first." After saying that, he grabbed a large bag of hot skewers and ran out.

Ran to the old man's door, knocked on Wednesday's door, "Old man, are you sleeping?"

"Who would go to bed so early, huh. ”

A soft snort came from behind him, and Wednesday was scared. With a panicked expression, he patted his chest and let out a sigh, "Old man, people are scared to death, what are you doing on this big night." ”

The white-bearded old man Hendry stood behind Wednesday, "I have to inform you when I go out for a walk?" said and saw the hot skewer in Wednesday's arms, "Boy, you are interested, come in," said and pushed open the door for Wednesday to enter.

Wednesday's hippie smile was relaxed. But he was secretly shocked in his heart, because he did not hear the footsteps and other movements of the old man. He now has deep internal strength, and his external perception is stronger than before, I don't know how much, not to mention the sound of footsteps and breathing so close, even if someone is glaring at him fiercely nearby, he can perceive it.

But the white-bearded old man Hendry stood behind him without making a sound, as if it were a cloud of air, if the old man did not speak. Wednesday will never find him. Then the facts are obvious, this old man is a master. The kind that is very high, which has never been so high on Wednesday.

Thinking of this, Wednesday was even more vigilant. In this palace, there is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, such an old man who has never heard of it is also a master, so could there be other masters? Of course. To Wednesday's relief, the old man didn't seem to be very cold to Corey.

If this old man is Corey's man, he will definitely not be able to eat on Wednesday, and there is a super master on the enemy side quietly hidden by his side, and no one can do anything.

But even so. Wednesday also felt like sitting on pins and needles, and after following the old man Hendry into the house, he was not happy. I didn't feel any abnormal movements before, but at this time, looking at Wednesday's eyes, I felt that the old man seemed to have a deep meaning.

Of course, Wednesday is not a vegetarian, and the internal strength has been cultivated to this level, and the psychological element zhì is still relatively passable, and he is smiling and gagging with the old man Hendry, not caring about the old man's arrogance at all.

"Tell me, what did you come to the palace for?" After the mandarin duck pot was boiled with water, the old man sat down with a big smile and asked casually while scalding the skewers in the pot.

But such a light and fluttering sentence was tantamount to a thunderbolt in Wednesday's ears, and Wednesday's head buzzed, half of it, and his ears were still buzzing, and his palms, which had always been steady and powerful, trembled a little. After a few seconds, Wednesday relented and forced a smile, "That McCarvey brought me in." ”

"Hmph, boy, don't play these tricks in front of me, I know you're not an ordinary person from the moment you came in," the old man Hendry snorted, "although you don't show any flaws, but in my eyes, any disguise you have has no effect. ”

Wednesday calmed down a little at this time, and said with a dry smile: "Old man, you must be thinking too much," said this, sat down opposite the old man, and then spread his hands and said: "When I came in, I was very closely checked, even if I have any purpose, how much do you think I can make waves in my current state?"

The white-bearded old man Hendry didn't even roll his eyelids, "If you have any abnormal movements, and now you have been dismembered, where will you stay until now?"

Wednesday coughed, "In this way, the villain has to thank the old gentleman for not killing." ”

"Hmph, no thanks, if it weren't for the fact that your craftsmanship is really good, I wouldn't care about killing you casually," the old man said lightly, picking up two strings of freshly scalded mushrooms and putting them in his mouth, "I warn you, cook well, no matter what your purpose is, I will never allow chaos in this palace, let alone chaos in this Sean Empire." ”

Zhou Sa was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "Old gentleman is wise, this Sean Empire is indeed in chaos, although the kid is not from the Sean Empire, he also doesn't want to be in chaos, so old man, you can rest assured." Having said that, Wednesday could only half-push and half-promise it.

Of course, Wednesday's words are not wrong, his purpose is not to disrupt the Sean Empire, but just to save Chriss. As for whether Sean's empire will really mess up because of this, it has nothing to do with him on Wednesday.

Besides, civil strife and war are definitely not something that one or two people can decide, and they are generally a matter of the general trend. If the people of the Sean Empire are attached, then even if someone rebels, the success rate is very low.

But if the hearts and minds of the people are lost, then the rebellion is a matter of time, and it is definitely not something that can be reversed by a Wednesday or a Hendry event. No matter how awesome Wednesday is, no matter how powerful Old Man Hendry is. No matter how powerful a person is, in the face of the torrent of history, he is still like a grain of sand.

Of course, the reason why Wednesday dared to continue to fool him after being warned by the old man Hendry was also a little fearless. It's ridiculous to say that his biggest reliance now is his first-hand cooking skills, which he has never valued much.

Although the old man Hendry found his abnormality on Wednesday, he didn't find any substantial evidence, but he just felt that something was wrong on Wednesday. In other words, in the future, if you know that he will be cautious in his actions on Wednesday and don't let the old man catch any tails, you don't have to worry.

However, thinking of the old man Hendry's mysterious cultivation, even if he knew that the other party would not kill him for the time being, he was still a little frightened. After all, this Hendry was not expected by him at all, before coming to the palace, neither Old York nor Galen mentioned that there was such a strong man as Hendry in the palace.

The unknown is terrifying, what is the identity of this old man, what kind of cultivation, whether he is a swordsman or a mage, and even whether his name is true or false is not clear, even if he thinks of any countermeasures on Wednesday, he has no clue at all, this is the most difficult part of him.

Fortunately, it was evident that the old man liked his dishes as well, and if he hadn't, he might have been quietly killed.

After the old man warned Wednesday, and then as if nothing had happened, he kept eating hot skewers with him, and found a jar of good wine, and talked about the flavors of local food, and did not talk about other things, the rest was to ask Wednesday for cooking skills, etc.

When he learned that if he wanted to learn Chinese food, he had to learn knife work first, the old man was a little disappointed, "Alas, it seems that I really have to keep you, if such a good craft is lost now, it would be a pity," after speaking, he instructed: "Boy, be honest, if I find out if I make trouble, I will never be soft." ”

Wednesday patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, old man, I will never let the palace be in chaos," he said and asked quietly with a wink, "Old man, are you a mage?"

The white-bearded old man glared, "Don't think that you can ask casually after sitting with me, hum!" After speaking, he waved his hand and said: "Don't inquire about things that you shouldn't know, let's go, let's go, remember to let that little girl send me early tomorrow." ”

Wednesday stood up and saluted, "Good night, old gentleman." ”

Leaving the inscrutable old man's kitchen, Wednesday quietly let out a sigh of relief, looking back at the inconspicuous little courtyard. This old man is really difficult to deal with, not only because of his strength, but also because his heart is too difficult to figure out, and he can't grasp his mind at all.

Such a strong man, if it is the old king's people, then why not stop Corey's rebellion? But if it is Corey's people, why is he very dissatisfied with Corey in words?

Could it be the master of the neutral side? Is it possible, Wednesday secretly pondered. The old man said that he would never allow the Sean Kingdom to be in chaos, if you savor it, that is to say, the old man doesn't care who is the king at all, as long as it is beneficial to the Sean Empire.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is understandable why the palace is so calm at present, it is estimated that whether it is Corey or the old king, not only are they unwilling to complicate the situation, but they should also be a little afraid of this old man Hendry. Otherwise, the silence in this palace would be too unusual. (To be continued......)