"Ye War God, please stay!"
While talking, Lu Hongwei and other businessmen from Daxia followed one after another.
Previously, this group of Daxia businessmen were somewhat repulsive to Ye Feng, but now they are full of respect.
He even licked his face and followed him, asking for help.
"Hmm..." Ye Feng dealt with it casually.
If it weren't for Lu Hongwei's face, Ye Feng wouldn't even bother to pay attention to this group of wallflowers.
After all, when Ye Feng was fighting the group of gladiators just now, only Lu Hongwei interceded on his behalf, and even asked the wealthy Roman businessman to help mediate.
"Master Ye!"
The wealthy Roman businessman also quickly followed and carefully introduced himself.
"My dear, Mark, a businessman from Rome, mainly engaged in foreign trade between the East and the West..."
Now, Hans, who was once in charge of Daxia's foreign trade, has died, and Mark hopes to follow immediately and take Hans's place.
Seeing Ye Feng's strength again today, he decided to join him.
"Who is in charge of you Rome now?"
Ye Feng saw that this businessman was a local, so he asked curiously.
"You mean, the alderman?" Mark briefly introduced, "That's Wallis, the administrator of the city of Rome, very prestigious. And the backer behind him is the Caesar family."
"The entire Roman Empire was governed by the Senate and its nobles in turn."
Hearing this, Ye Feng said: "Then take me to see your consul here."
"This..." Mark suddenly showed a troubled look, "We are just ordinary civilians and are not qualified to meet the upper-class nobles. We must be recommended."
"With my status, the most I can do is recommend you to see Varys, the alderman of Rome."
"As for whether Sir Wallis will see you, I can't guarantee it..."
After Ye Feng heard this, he suddenly felt unhappy and thought to himself: If you can't do this little thing, what use do you have?
Seeing this, Mark followed awkwardly. He seemed to be aware of Ye Feng's displeasure and was racking his brains to think of how to remedy it.
At this moment, a group of people passed by a leaning tower with a steeple.
A group of people gathered under the tower and were having a heated discussion.
"Wow! I heard that the saint is going to throw the hydrangea again!"
"I wonder if there is any brave man who dares to catch this hydrangea today."
"I just don't know if I can catch it... but don't cause any more deaths!"
By chance, Ye Feng and his party came close.
Lu Hongwei took a look at the Leaning Tower and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you in Western Rome also have the custom of throwing hydrangeas?"
"But you dropped this hydrangea from the top of such a high tower? Isn't it really rare!?"
The other merchants in Daxia also laughed and said: "Don't drop anything else. It's so high, but people will die!"
When the wealthy businessman Mark saw this, he couldn't help but raise his head and take a look at the leaning tower. He was also suspicious.
What about throwing hydrangeas? Why have I never heard of this custom?
The wealthy businessman Mark also saw this situation for the first time.
If he hadn't heard the introduction from others, he wouldn't have known what he was doing.
When Ye Feng saw this, he couldn't help but stop and watch. At the same time, he recalled that the first time he met Kong Mengqi was also such a scene.
The hydrangea thrown at the scene happened to be caught by me.
I wonder how Kong Mengqi is doing now?
Feeling attached to the scenery, thinking about people when seeing things.
One of Ye Feng's main purposes here is to take Kong Mengqi back.
Since we can't see anyone in charge in Rome yet, it's better to find Kong Mengqi first.
Just when Ye Feng thought of this, he was about to call Kong Mengqi.
There was a sudden commotion at the scene, and a strong Roman man separated from the crowd and walked to the foot of the tower.
Then he raised his head and shouted loudly: "Saint! I'm here to pick up your hydrangeas!"
Seeing this, everyone around him applauded and wished him good luck.
The man also turned around and waved to everyone, full of confidence.
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful figure appeared on the top of the tower, once again making everyone watching below fall in love with it and let out awe.
"As expected of a saint! So beautiful!"
"Still an oriental beauty!"
"I'm afraid only those with strong horoscopes can win the beauty back home!"
Amidst the discussion, Ye Feng raised his head and was suddenly stunned.
Because the beautiful figure that appeared on the top of the tower was so familiar, it shocked Ye Feng.
How could it be her! ?
