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On the sixth day of April, dust swirled along the Nian Yang Official Road as Feng Qingyang and his companions embarked on the final stretch of their journey.
"Yihua, the Caravan Escort Chief has been unusually silent these past two days. Do you think he is alright?" Qiong Fengzi expressed his concern for Feng Qingyang.
Luo Yihua shook his head slightly and rode up to Feng Qingyang, who was ahead. In a low voice, he asked, "We are about to reach Nian Yang. Are you feeling alright?"
Feng Qingyang's complexion was poor, yet he forced a smile and replied, "Of course, I am fine."
Luo Yihua nodded but hesitated before asking, "Why don't you inquire about who gave Wen Zhuo the money to take your life?"
Feng Qingyang shook his head. "He won't say."
"Oh? How do you know?" Luo Yihua asked in confusion.
Feng Qingyang smiled faintly. "I don't know; I just guess. Because I understand him very well."
After a moment of contemplation, Luo Yihua looked ahead on the road and said, "I remember three years ago, it was on this very Nian Yang Official Road that the three of us met."
Feng Qingyang nodded. "Indeed, I still recall that day when Qiong Fengzi was utterly drunk, sprawled in the middle of the road, challenging anyone who passed by to a duel!"
Luo Yihua rarely showed a smile but did so now. "He is indeed a madman. It's unfortunate for him that he ran into us that day; as a result, this madman could only become a fool."
Feng Qingyang chuckled. "He isn't truly insane; he is just too lonely inside."
Luo Yihua agreed with a nod. "Madmen are often lonely because there is no one to share their madness with."
Feng Qingyang remarked, "You say he is mad; be careful he doesn't come looking for you to drink at night. You are no match for him."
"If I am not his match, then you could certainly hold your own against him. I will just watch from the side and pour drinks for you both to see who can outdo the other," Luo Yihua said, seemingly amused at the thought.
Feng Qingyang smiled warmly at Luo Yihua and sincerely said, "Thank you. I know how much you both care for me."
Luo Yihua nodded and said, "I just want you to know that no matter what difficulties you face, both I and the madman will stand by your side. You are never alone."
Feng Qingyang tightly grasped Luo Yihua's hand and replied, "I understand completely; I have always known."
"What are you two whispering about so animatedly?" Qiong Fengzi seemed to sense something unusual and rode over, interrupting them with a question.
"I was just discussing with Zi Hua that it's time to find a female madman to accompany this male madman!" Feng Qingyang laughed heartily while patting Qiong Fengzi on the shoulder.
Upon hearing this, Qiong Fengzi quickly shook his head and said, "One person going mad is enough; if two go mad together, then this world will never know peace."
"Ahahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
The three of them exchanged glances and laughed together, while the members of the escort team, including Yang Cheng, looked at the three laughing heartily in confusion.
As the group approached Nian Yang City, suddenly dozens of burly men sprang out from both sides of the official road. They were dressed in identical Black Tight-fitting Outfits, with white cloud patterns embroidered in gold thread on their chests.
The dozens of men blocked the road but remained silent, standing tall in front of Feng Qingyang, their gazes fierce and unwavering.
Qiong Fengzi was extremely annoyed and shouted loudly, "Who are you?"
However, no one responded to his question.
Qiong Fengzi, already impatient, saw that no one was answering and charged forward on his horse. Luo Yihua tried to stop him but it was too late; Qiong Fengzi had already leaped off his horse without using his unique weapon and threw a punch at the nearest burly man.
The man maintained his gaze straight ahead and did not move at all, taking Qiong Fengzi's punch squarely.
Fortunately, Qiong Fengzi did not intend to seriously harm him and pulled back his strength at the last moment; otherwise, that man in black would have surely lost his life.
Even so, Qiong Fengzi's punch still sent the man staggering back several steps before he barely managed to steady himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Qiong Fengzi stared in disbelief as the tall man took his punch without uttering a word, leaving him at a loss for what to do.
At that moment, a figure emerged slowly from a nearby tea stall along the official road. Dressed in a black cloak and wearing a faint smile, he approached Feng Qingyang, quickly scanning the faces of the escort team before finally resting his gaze on Feng Qingyang. He spoke calmly, “Is this Feng Qingyang from the Feng Qingyang Bounty House?”
As the man in the black cloak approached, the other black-clad figures parted like a tide, clearing a path.
Feng Qingyang nodded in acknowledgment. “Indeed, I am Feng Qingyang.”
The man in the black cloak inclined his head slightly and said, “I am Jiang Manlou, the Vice Leader of Yue Yun Gang. I have been sent by Gang Master Long to welcome Caravan Escort Chief Feng. Gang Master Long requests that you accompany me to Hao Yun Hall for an audience. What do you think, Caravan Escort Chief Feng?”
Feng Qingyang replied with a smile, “Of course, I came to Nian Yang City specifically to pay my respects to him. However, I feel quite honored that Vice Leader Jiang has come all this way to greet me.”
Jiang Manlou smiled back. “You are too modest, Caravan Escort Chief Feng. However, Gang Master Long does not appreciate crowds. Therefore, he requests that you bring only two companions with you to Hao Yun Hall, while the rest of your escort team can head to an inn in Nian Yang City to rest.”
Feng Qingyang nodded slowly and turned to his companions behind him. “Zi Hua and Yang Cheng will accompany me.”
Qiong Fengzi, standing nearby, clearly disapproved and interjected, “If Zi Hua is going, then I, Qiong Fengzi, must also go along.”
Luo Yihua whispered to Qiong Fengzi, “You need to stay behind to look after the escort team. Besides, we don’t know much about the situation within Yue Yun Gang; it’s wise to leave someone outside for support.” After considering this reasoning, Qiong Fengzi nodded in agreement and ceased his objections.
The group split at the gates of Nian Yang City; Feng Qingyang, Luo Yihua, and Yang Cheng followed Jiang Manlou and several other black-clad figures toward the eastern part of the city while the others headed straight for an inn in town.
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