The underground palace of Jieyi Palace.
Old King Yan put his hands behind his back and looked at the quaint long table in front of him with an old face with ravines. He was an emperor, an emperor who had seen all the prosperity of the world and the still water ran deep. His behavior and behavior were all appropriate and consistent. etiquette.
He led Shui Han all the way here. Before entering the underground secret room, he had always been strict and flawless. But after entering the secret room, he couldn't help but put his hands behind his back and became like an ordinary, hard-working person. elder.
In the secret place, it was always easy for him to recall that night and that white dress. Once he recalled it, he would forget his identity as a king.
Behind the rickety figure of the old Yan King, Shui Han changed into a red outer robe and a black and white striped inner lining followed suit.
A few more people appeared in front of him at some point. Those people were surrounding the quaint long table and seemed to have been waiting here early in the morning.
one two three……
There are seven people in total, including the old King Yan, there are eight.
These people are all different in age, dress and temperament. It seems that everyone has a different family situation and is engaged in a completely different industry.
This can easily remind Shui Han of the eight Gotei Guards that Yan Qing told about earlier.
"Are these the leaders of the eight Gotei Guards?"
Shui Han expressed his guess.
Old King Yan did not turn around, but only said to a middle-aged man dressed as a chamberlain among the seven people in front of him:
"Yuan Rang, please introduce me."
The chamberlain lowered his head and bowed to the old King Yan, then walked to Shui Han, bowed to Shui Han again, and said:
"Master Yi, you guessed it right. We are the commanders of the eight divisions of the Gotei Guard, the actual commanders."
His emphasis was obviously necessary, because even an outsider like Shui Han knew that at least the apparent leader of the Gotei Department was the Third Prince, and what this man dressed as a chamberlain said was actually true. of leadership.
The man continued:
"Your Majesty, Yuan Rang, the commander of the Gotei Guard Internal Affairs Department, has met Young Master Yi before."
"ah?"
The lights in the secret room were dim, and Yuan Rang kept his head lowered, so Shui Han couldn't see his face clearly. Now that he heard what he said, Shui Han got closer and took a closer look, and then he realized that it was him!
One of the two dead eunuchs Yan Qing had with him when he was amusing himself in the Incense Bathing Room! If they hadn't locked the door in the first place, Shui Han wouldn't have been so embarrassed.
"It's you?!"
Shui Han's tone was obviously filled with resentment. From the corner of his eye, he saw Old Yan King looking like he was having fun. Although the other people had calm expressions, they were probably not good birds either.
If this broke out on the spot, the incident in the Incense Bathing Room would probably spread by word of mouth. Shui Han had no choice but to restrain himself for the time being, thinking that he would have to pull Yuan Rang out and beat him up after he got out.
Seeing that there was nothing to say, Yuan Rang pointed to an old man behind him who looked older but had a straight back and said:
"This is Deng Xuantong, the real leader of the Gotei Division. He was also present at the battle between Mr. Yi and my princess."
"Haha, I was there, but I was just admiring the majesty of the Major General from a distance."
Everyone thinks that Deng Xuantong is just a veteran who retired from the front line, but in fact, he is actually responsible for guarding the Yan Palace.
King Lao Yan arranged for him to join the army just to cover up others' eyes. When he was a soldier, he killed the ruffian Deng Xuantong, but after wearing the visor of the Guardian, he became the commander of the Guardian Department.
The Gotei Club always wears face armor uniformly and does not show their true colors to others.
But now, Deng Xuantong is not wearing a mask, he is not wearing anything. Now he is just Deng Xuantong, the first vanguard in front of the Yanxi Army.
Shui Han was a little uncomfortable with the title given to him by the energetic old man in front of him. Young General, he was probably Xiaoting's old subordinate. However, even though he had been in Yan Kingdom for so long, he still couldn't fully accept that he was Xiaoyi's son. , the matter of Xiao Ting's grandson seems to have become an established fact.
Shui Han nodded slightly.
Yuan Rang then introduced an old man with white beard and hair who looked older than Deng Xuantong:
"This is General Gao Lingzhi, the commander of the Dunjia Tribe, and the father of Lord Gao Jianli and Gao who was sitting at the table with Mr. Yi."
Mentioning the name Gao Jianli, Shui Han had some impressions. When he was eating and drinking at the banquet just now, there seemed to be someone next to him who had been talking to him. He seemed quite enthusiastic. However, Shui Han was only focused on eating and drinking at that time. I just looked at him twice and didn't say much.
This person was also the only stranger at their table with Shui Han. He must have been Gao Jianli.
Shui Han's impression of Gao Jianli was also very simple. His eyes were very fiery, his appearance was ordinary, and he could not be compared with himself.
And now, Shui Han looked at the white-haired old general who nodded silently in front of him through the flashing firelight. He felt that he was completely opposite to his son. He said nothing, was very silent, and his eyes were very sad, but he looked burly. He is tall and has strong facial features. He was definitely a handsome guy when he was young.
Shui Han nodded again.
Yuan Rang didn't pause much, then pointed at a completely dark person nearby and said:
"This is the commander of the spy department, Wen Liangqian."
Shui Han's first reaction when he saw this dark man was that he was so dark, but if he took a closer look at his temperament, he was somewhat similar to Teacher Zhufeng.
This kind of temperament can basically be summed up in two words: mysterious.
"As expected, they are all engaged in intelligence work. They are all very weird."
Thinking of Zhufeng's scarf that covered most of his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and then looking at the dark man in front of him who couldn't even see his eyes, Shui Han couldn't help complaining in his heart.
However, the name is much more respectable than Teacher Zhufeng. The name Zhufeng sounds more like a nickname.
Shuihan nodded again, Wen Liangqian bowed, but said nothing.
Yuan Rang next pointed at a muscular man whose temperament was exactly the same as Zhong Qiu's. When Yuan Rang introduced him, Shui Han was even more surprised.
"This is the leader of the Divine Machinery Department, Mu Nanke. He is also the descendant of the North Leg sect of the Southern Fist and the North Leg. He once studied with Mr. Yi, your master Zhongqiu, in Jiangnan Road."
"Ah? Teacher Zhongqiu's friend?"
Shui Han instantly felt a little friendly. Sure enough, the only person who could become friends with the muscular man was another muscular man.
As the only direct disciple of Zhongqiu's two strongest fists, Shui Han, a backup candidate for Muscular Man, now meets Teacher Zhongqiu's friend in a strange city, and he can't help but feel a natural sense of identification in his heart.
I feel like this Mu Nanke is the same type of person as me.
Who would have thought that what Mu Nanke said when he opened his mouth was extremely terrifying:
"I have met Young Master Yi, and I also asked Young Master Yi to tell Zhongqiu that if after so many years, he still only has those two outdated fists, I will destroy both of his hands in the next war between the North and the South."
After hearing this, Shui Han's heart surged, and there were countless complaints and displeasure in his heart, and then...
"Ah? Aren't you friends? Hello!?"
"He is a friend, so I spared his life and only destroyed his hands."
"Is there any difference? Don't just say such terrible things! Also, what is the war between the North and the South?"
"A martial arts competition with southern fists and northern kicks to compete for the best martial arts in the world."
"Oh, that's it. No, were you looking down on Xiaohan Kunlun just now? Be careful, I'll beat you up!"
"With all due respect, I don't care about Zhongqiu's Xiaohan Kunlun. But if you, Mr. Yi, say it, it would be even more..."
"Ah? What do you mean! Let's have a fight!"
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Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Yuan Rang stood between them and pushed them away. Mu Nanke dismissed them and Shui Han wanted to step forward, but he accidentally caught Yuan Rang's eyes. Shui Han was so shocked by the terrifying eyes that he calmed down instantly and gave up.
"This man is so scary. He was so easy-going and gentle just now."
Shui Han was terrified, feeling as if he would be killed immediately if he took one step forward.
Seeing that the farce was over, Yuan Rang's eyes returned to easy-going. At this time, Shui Han took a closer look and discovered that Yuan Rang had squinty eyes. At first, he always thought he was easy-going because he kept squinting, but the reason why he felt scary just now was because of his squinting eyes. Because he opened his eyes.
Sure enough, anyone with narrowed eyes is a monster.
Immediately, Yuan Rang introduced a middle-aged man wearing a forehead protector with a chicken feather on his forehead. He was the leader of the scout department, named Dai Shengzong.
Finally, there is a man dressed as an actor, whose gender is indistinguishable, and even wearing a costume. He is the leader of the Night Clothes Department, named Cheng Dieyi.
Because Shui Han and Mu Nanke almost came to blows, the two of them remained silent, fearing that something would happen again.
Shui Han recognized the person again, calmed down his mood, then turned to Old Yan King and asked:
"Your Majesty brought me here to meet the commanders. What do you mean?"
