Chapter 58 Ventilation Letter

  In the most luxurious private room of Hongyan Tower, a famous restaurant in Beijing, two handsome young men sat at a table by the window. One was slightly slender and still fanning himself with a folding fan on this late autumn day; the other exuded an air of nobility, his face always wearing a warm and dazzling smile like sunshine.

  "Fang Xiongdi, you're not from the capital, are you?" Long Qi asked casually, taking a sip of his wine.

  "Hmm... I'm a native Beijinger." Xia Tian smiled somewhat unnaturally, picked up the wine cup on the table and touched it to his lips, wrinkling his nose unconsciously, geez, so spicy!

  Long Qi smiled, picked up the wine jug and symbolically poured a little into her cup, then filled his own cup. "Where does Brother Fang Xian live? Can I go visit your parents?"

  "Ah?" Your father? Your mother? Xia Tian reacted for a moment, then hastily waved his hand: "No need, no need, my dad and mom are very busy, no time to see guests."

  "Is that so! In that case, I'll just go see you, younger brother!"

  In the summer, she raised an eyebrow, it seemed that this kid still doubted himself. The corner of her mouth rose, and she very refreshingly said: "Good!"

  "Where does your honorable brother live?"

  "Guess?"

  Long Qi's chopsticks paused, and he looked up to see her propping up her chin with a pair of big eyes staring at him with a smile. Those black pupils had the luster of jade, and the outer corners of her eyes were long and curved, forming an adorable arc as she smiled. Suddenly, a surge of heat rushed to his cheeks, and his throat moved quietly, making him feel that today's wine was extremely intoxicating.

  "General's Mansion of Protecting the Country!"

  In the summer, Xia Tian slapped her fan on the table and gave a thumbs up: "Awesome! I indeed temporarily reside in the Guardian General's mansion. Dragon brother," she suppressed her smile, puffed out her chest, and even puffed out her nose! "Is Dragon brother a disciple of the Maoshan Taoist? Can he calculate and guess so accurately?"

  Long Qi's chopsticks shook, and the beef he had picked up fell freely onto the table. "The robe you're wearing is the one he altered to be smaller... there are still threads on the waist that haven't been removed."

  It's terrifying in the summer. Lowering my head, raising my hand to cover it. A whole head of black threads, a forehead full of lawsuits. Dragon Seven's eyes are really vicious! "Looks like Brother Long is quite familiar with Young Master Xia, even knowing how many clothes he has!"

  This sentence sounds particularly awkward, Long Qi slightly frowned, how to say that he and Xia Shuang are like splitting peaches and sleeves. "The relationship between Brother Xian and Xia Shuang is also very good, he even gave his favorite robe to Brother Xian."

  "Don't worry, I'm not familiar with him, haha, not familiar."

  Long Qi's face was turning green, and when he glared up, he saw the person in front of him winking at him with a mischievous grin. The big eyes rolled around, and the expression was as intentional and playful as possible. His anger was suddenly extinguished, not even a small spark remained. His heart began to beat irregularly, his mouth was dry, and his throat started to smoke. He picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp, the spicy flavor choked him, and he couldn't help but cough violently while holding onto the table.

  In summer, she stuck out her tongue and turned her head to gaze at the scenery outside the window, leisurely waving a fan in her hand.

  "How's the preparation going?" A very low voice came through the door curtain of the package room, and under the curtain, four toes gathered together, with two toe tips facing each other.

  The atmosphere in the private room was a bit awkward, and Long Qi hurriedly turned his head to pretend to listen.

  "Everything is ready, just waiting for King Ling to enter our territory before taking action."

  Long Qi originally didn't mind, but at this moment his face suddenly changed color.

  The hand holding the fan in summer also stopped involuntarily, and turned back to look at the direction of the door curtain with surprise.

  "Alright, the person who invited you is ready, as soon as they arrive, take action immediately."

  "Yes."

  The feet outside the curtain had disappeared, and what was heard was still the noise of the wine house.

  A moment of silence.

  Long Qi suddenly stood up without warning, took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table, slightly hastily cupped his hands and said: "Fang Xiongdi, I have something important to attend to today, let's meet again another day and I'll make amends with you." After finishing speaking, he didn't even wait for Xia Tian's response, and hastily lifted the curtain and left.

  Huh? Looking at the large silver ingot on the table, Xia Tian's mind was still stuck on the words he had just heard - "Just wait for Ling Wang to enter our territory and take action." - Isn't Ling Wang Yuan Longqiao?! Someone wants to kill him! Shouldn't he go inform him?!

  Summer was torn, whether or not to go sign up. This question didn't have much depth, nor did it have much technical content, the answer at most wouldn't exceed two words: go or don't go, yet it tortured her fragile little heart and limited brain cells.

  Save him, he's not good to himself either, and has even hit her with a board. Fine, then don't bother with him. Summer wandered aimlessly on the street, completely losing the good mood she had when she first came out. Don't save him, if he dies because of this, wouldn't that make herself guilty of not saving someone in distress? In fact, he hasn't been bad to her to the point of being beyond salvation.

  After struggling for the Nth time, in order to avoid being condemned by her conscience in the future, she still decided to send him a message, as to whether he could be saved or not was no longer her business.