There are not many things about Tianze, such as origin, identity, etc. If Han Fei investigates, he can find out. What the other party lacks are only relevant clues.
Now that he got Zhao Jia's answer, Han Fei naturally figured out the meaning of the red-browed dragon snake. The person represented by this name was Tianze, the former prince of Baiyue and now a prisoner in South Korea. But now, this The former prisoner has become South Korea's most painful hidden danger.
"Red-browed Dragon Snake, Prince Baiyue...were Baiyue's affairs involved so many things back then?"
Han Fei's face became more solemn as Zhao Jia narrated, and he whispered softly. After a moment, he looked at Zhao Jia again and showed a bitter smile: "Young Master indeed knew these things beforehand."
"I know a little bit, but I never thought that he could be released. This matter is quite interesting."
Zhao Jia pretended to be interested, and smiled as if he were watching a show.
The reason why he didn't give Han Fei an answer was naturally because he was afraid of disturbing the plot and causing Bai Yifei not to release Tianze. If so, it would definitely have an impact on some of his future plans. Let's not talk about it just to recover Yan Lingji. Waiting for someone is a big problem.
If the people of Baiyue want to recover, words alone are obviously not enough.
Tianze's existence can be used.
This was also something Zhao Jia had planned from the beginning.
"Being released?!"
When Han Fei heard this, he immediately thought of what Zhao Jia meant.
Tianze was secretly imprisoned in South Korea. No one knew where he was held. Now he suddenly escaped. Someone must have done something behind this. If not, how could Tianze escape, plan such a big show, or even Even the crown prince of South Korea suffered.
Thinking of this, Han Fei looked at Zhao Jia with a bit of doubt in his eyes: "Master, can you answer some of Han Fei's questions?"
"You have too many questions...there is a fee."
Zhao Jia paused as he spoke and stared at Han Fei with meaning.
'It shouldn't be him, but what happened to the witch?'
Han Fei thought of Yan Lingji, and it was hard to judge for a moment, but he still had a solemn look on his face, and said slowly: "Of course, I don't know what the young master wants... I have agreed in advance that I am now penniless. , I can’t satisfy the young master in terms of money.”
After saying that, he also had a wry smile on his face.
He didn't pretend to be poor, because he was really poor, no better than the fourth son Han Yu. He had been staying in the Confucian Little Sage Village for so many years, so naturally he didn't have much property. If not, he wouldn't have exchanged the gift Honglian gave him. liquor.
"Ninth Young Master is joking. Now that this matter is over, just treat me to a drink."
Zhao Jia chuckled lightly and said with a smile.
"A drink? Of course that's no problem."
Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he agreed. He could still afford a drink, but if he couldn't, he could go to Zilanxuan for free.
Don't ask, just ask because you are thick-skinned, and Han Fei is not an ordinary person.
Zhao Jia nodded with satisfaction and said, "Ninth Young Master wants to ask about the relationship between Tianze and Ye Mu, right? Ninth Young Master should have some guesses about this matter, and these guesses are very likely to be the truth."
"..."
Han Fei's pupils shrank, and then he asked with some confusion: "Why?"
"Don't you have the answer in your mind, Ninth Young Master?"
Zhao Jia asked instead without answering.
Han Fei is not an idiot. On the contrary, he is extremely smart. He only needs to give some hints, and Han Fei will naturally figure it out.
'Eradicate dissidents? Or consolidate your power! '
Hearing this, Han Fei fell silent again, but his heart was full of anger. If this matter was really related to Ye Mu, then these people should really deserve to die. They even did it to raise the bandits' self-respect. Don't they know that doing this will bring harm to them? What does Korea bring?
Especially people like Baiyue are all aliens and behave unscrupulously.
Are Ji Wuye and others really not afraid of backlash?
They really don't seem to be afraid...
Han Fei was asking himself questions in his mind, and the bitterness on his face became more and more intense. He stared at Zhao Jia and bowed slightly: "This matter is a joke to the young master."
"It's not really a joke. If we talk about jokes, I have a lot of them in Zhao~"
When Zhao Jia heard this, he smiled self-deprecatingly. In terms of absurdity and uninhibitedness, things in South Korea are not so good, but his father, King Zhao, is more serious. As a king of a country, he pursues love and is addicted to love...
Just don’t mention it.
Han Fei had a weird look on his face when he heard this. He obviously thought of the ridiculous things done by King Zhao, and suddenly felt a bit sympathetic. However, Zhao was much larger than South Korea and could withstand the torment.
He coughed and changed the subject: "I have one more thing to ask you, Master. I wonder if Master Tianze knows each other."
"I don't know you, but I'd like to get to know you."
Zhao Jia pondered for a while and gave Han Fei a reply. He needed help from him for some things.
Although this job may cost you your life.
"..."
Han Fei's expression changed. Looking at the calm Zhao Jia, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He always felt that the other party wanted to cause trouble.
Zhao Jia came to South Korea not only to marry Honglian, but most likely just to hide it from others, and the other party's real purpose was definitely not this.
………
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Prince's Mansion.
Under the cold moonlight, nearly a hundred zombie-like figures were wandering around. Their purple skin was bloodless, with dried blood still on their bodies, and they were walking staggeringly.
If anyone were here at this moment, they might feel like they were in a biological crisis. Those expressionless eyes, like dead fish eyes, were extremely scary and strange, making people feel chilled all over.
Yan Lingji was bathed in the moonlight, stepped inside, looked at the square filled with zombies, frowned slightly, and for a moment, looked at a dark location.
"Is the matter settled?"
The exorcist slowly walked out of the darkness, and the bell hanging on the crutch in his hand made a clear sound. With the sound of the bell, the walking corpses around him moved away one after another.
His skin, which was close to the corpse, was glowing with a strange purple color, and his eyes were staring at Yan Lingji coldly.
"Um."
Yan Lingji spoke concisely and to the point, staring at the exorcist indifferently, and said softly: "Where is the master?"
"Beside the Korean prince."
The exorcist's eyes were cold and he spoke calmly, like a corpse with no emotion.
After staying with corpses all year round, he has become biased towards corpses. To put it simply, he only likes corpses.
Only dealing with corpses, people are not as interesting as corpses.
"Prince of South Korea?"
Yan Lingji's eyes flashed with interest, and she was suddenly looking forward to what the Korean prince looked like, wondering if he would wet his pants.
It should be interesting.
Quite looking forward to it.
"Let's go, the master is waiting for you."
The exorcist said coldly.
(End of chapter)
