"Brother Bi, the most important thing right now is to make sure of your son's safety." Guan Huarong said quickly before Bi Quan could lose his temper.

Bi Quan regained a bit of sanity upon hearing this and nodded after taking a few deep breaths, "Guan's right."

Having said that, he turned and walked a few steps, loudly declaring, "Today's incident must have an explanation.

The person who harmed my son, even if you have overwhelming power and are the wealthiest person alive, as soon as I find out who you are, I, Bi Quan, will use these old bones to make you pay the price!

Everyone, enjoy the meal and drinks. I'm sorry for not being able to entertain you further."

Watching Bi Quan stride away, the wealthy individuals present looked at each other, all sensing an approaching storm.

Anyone with a bit of wit could tell who those words were directed at.

Precisely because they knew who the words were for, the rich were already considering whether to take sides early.

This was an opportunity, but at the same time, a risk.

If they chose to align with Xiao Feng now, it would mean openly opposing Bi Quan.

If Xiao Feng failed against Bi Quan, they would also suffer the consequence.

But on the flip side, if Xiao Feng managed to topple Bi Quan, they'd be on a fast track to success, with a smooth path ahead.

Unfortunately, Xiao Feng didn't give them much time to think; after Bi Quan left, he bid them farewell, taking everyone by surprise.

The rich looked at each other for a long while, with no one saying a word, but there was no sign of dispersion.

There were too many topics to discuss, for instance, Bi Junxian's shocking embarrassment in front of everyone.

Also whether to take sides?

Which side is right?

…

"Old Xiao, what if we can't handle Bi Quan this time?" Zhao Guo'an asked, his expression showing complete relaxation, without a hint of worry.

Xiao Feng glanced at him, "Ever played chess?"

"Yes, I have."

"Is the chariot important?"

"Definitely important."

"If you had to sacrifice one between the general and the chariot, what would you choose?"

Without hesitation, Zhao Guo'an replied, "Sacrifice the chariot to protect the general."

Xiao Feng laughed, "That's my answer. If we really can't handle Bi Quan, I'll just push you out; after all, it was you who first clashed with Bi Junxian, and it was you who gave him the strong laxative."

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

The pleasure he felt from embarrassing Bi Junxian in public vanished in an instant.

Zhen Jinghan frowned, but not because of Xiao Feng's statement.

Although they hadn't been in touch for long, after the incident at Pengyun Teahouse, she was sure Xiao Feng wouldn't abandon his friends at critical moments.

Frowning in thought for a while, Zhen Jinghan looked at Zhao Guo'an and said, "I just sorted it out carefully and think you overdid it.

Bi Junxian provoked first, definitely unreasonable, afterward losing tens of millions could be seen as self-inflicted, but you humiliated him publicly like that, leaving no possibility for reconciliation."

Zhao Guo'an sneered, feeling like he saw a glimpse of himself in Zhen Jinghan a few months ago.

Had he not met Xiao Feng, he might still have this naive mindset.

"Actually, from the start, we didn't hold the initiative." Zhao Guo'an defended, "Just like you said, he was the first to provoke me; am I supposed to just let it go?

The auction after that and the banquet that followed only deepened the conflict; we were merely reacting defensively."

Lu Yao, who usually disliked participating in disputes, spoke up with an unusual stance, "Actually, Sister Jinghan, you just need to think about what would happen to us if we fell into Bi Junxian's hands to understand why Old Zhao did what he did."

Zhen Jinghan fell silent, seeming to seriously ponder Lu Yao's words.

A moment later, Xiao Feng called out, "Let's go, not every matter requires a right or wrong; it's merely a difference in stance."

Indeed, if it weren't for Zhao Guo'an's insistence on making a point and not secretly collaborating with Hong Ren.

Then Xiao Feng might not have bothered with the auction, but having done so, there's no point in regretting.

Deal with soldiers with generals, and water with soil; other than Master Jiu, no one here is afraid of trouble!

…

They hailed two taxis and returned to the courtyard.

Master Jiu and Zhen Jinghan returned to the inn together, while the others freshened up and prepared to sleep.

Xiao Feng stood in the courtyard, gazing at the crescent moon hanging overhead for a while, then turned to head inside.

However, just two steps out, he heard a swift sound of air being sliced.

"Bang!"

An arrow pierced the wooden pillar outside the door, its tail still trembling, buzzing with sound.

Xiao Feng broke out in a cold sweat; judging from the angle the arrow struck, it was not hard to deduce its trajectory; someone must have shot it from the roof.

Yet, upon turning around, he found no sign or even a shadow of anyone on the roof.

Xiao Feng didn't linger on it and immediately checked the arrow embedded in the pillar.

He didn't believe someone would randomly do this just to give him a scare at night.

Sure enough, the arrow was wrapped with a note, tied with a red string in the middle.

He untied the red string, took the note, spread it open, and saw two lines of neat handwriting: Turn left after leaving, exit the alley, then turn right; I'm waiting under the fourth utility pole.

Oh, and don't forget to return the arrow to me.

The lower-right corner bore the signature of a flower blooming in stormy weather.

Xiao Feng smacked his lips; putting that aside, just the craftsmanship of the drawing was impressive, capturing its essence with a few strokes, showing the author's deep skill.

Now, what's left to consider is whether to go or not?

Unsurprisingly, Xiao Feng chose to go; he loathed ambiguity, being a thief for a thousand days is easy, but guarding against one for a thousand days can be quite frustrating.

Now he had the chance to find out who the person was, he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity.

"Lin Zhiyan!"

Xiao Feng shouted.

Moments later, Lin Zhiyan emerged from the opposite house, asking, "What's the matter?"

"Have you showered?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm asking if you've showered?" Xiao Feng repeated his question impatiently.

Lin Zhiyan's eyes flashed with a mix of shame and anger; could he be flirting again?

She curtly replied, "No."

Xiao Feng nodded, "Since you haven't showered, I'm heading out for a bit; wait for me to return before you shower."

Having said that, he turned and headed toward the door.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Lin Zhiyan asked angrily.

It was understandable, given that Xiao Feng's request sounded too easy to misconstrue wrongly.

However, upon seeing the arrow Xiao Feng held, Lin Zhiyan's gaze froze, immediately realizing something was off.

Her eyes scanned quickly, noticing the marks on the pillar; she urgently chased after, but Xiao Feng was already gone.

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