Chang An was full of praise after hearing this.
"It's such a grand plan. I have to admit that if I weren't on the opposite side of you, I would really like to make friends with this building owner."
Immediately, his conversation changed
"Now that the owner of the building is dead and Penglai has long been ruined, do you still want to continue this meaningless plan?"
The butler lowered his head slightly
"As long as the twelfth floor accepts the task, it must be completed. This matter has nothing to do with the result, but with reputation."
"It's a matter of reputation!"
While the two were talking, another person's voice came from afar. That person's accent was very special.
Chang An was attracted by the accent and turned his eyes, only to see a figure climbing up on the bumps between the buildings. After a while, the figure was like a swallow, landing lightly next to the two of them. .
"Good skill!"
Chang An couldn't help but admire.
The man was dressed in white, holding a jade bone fan in his hand, and looked like a handsome young man. He looked to be in his forties.
His face is very special, with a fair complexion, a pair of light blue eyes, and long golden hair like a waterfall. You can tell at a glance that he is an outsider.
The man bowed gracefully to Chang An, then stretched out his hand to shake
"Hello, Shelou, Chen Buyi."
Chang An smiled. This man from Saibei was dressed in Central Plains clothes and gave himself a Central Plains name. It seemed that he liked the Central Plains culture very much.
"Needless to say, you brought Manzhu Shahua."
Chen Buyi nodded and smiled, glanced at the butler on the side, took two steps forward, looked at the dense crowd of workers below, and unfolded the jade bone fan in a smart way.
"It just so happens that the head of the Chang family is here, so I would like to ask you to comment."
Chang An looked at the man's face and the attire that was incompatible with his face, and cursed in his heart: This guy has such an awkward accent, but he speaks the same Central Plains dialect.
"Snapped!"
He closed the jade bone fan in his hand and pointed it at the chief steward.
"Even the head of the Chang family can see that building five cities is already a meaningless waste. If the butler continues to adhere to the old school ideas, what is the benefit of the twelfth floor except for some false reputation?"
Old school?
When Chang An heard this, he understood that there were actually factions within the twelfth floor of Love.
Since there is an old school, there is naturally a new school.
The chief butler looked at Chang An apologetically, his face clearly showing some embarrassment of having his family scandal exposed.
Chang An was very interested.
"Then what does Mr. Chen have to say?"
Chen Buyi seemed to enjoy the honorific title given to him by Chang An, and unfolded the jade bone fan again, and said confidently
"The construction of the five cities has been stopped. The top priority is to elect a new building owner."
Chang An nodded heavily
"It makes perfect sense."
"Look, even the head of the Chang family said so, butler, why are you still clinging to this old thing?"
The butler saw Chang An's malicious expression and realized something was wrong, so he immediately interrupted.
"Master Chang is tired after a long journey. I will take Master Chang to rest first. There is no harm in waiting for two days for the transaction."
Chang An frowned slightly. This old man obviously cared about the building owner's five-city plan, but he didn't care about the transaction. Looking at this attitude, he wanted him to stay for a few days, so he probably had some intention.
But at this moment, he also became very interested in the twelfth floor.
"That's annoying."
Chang An said.
"snort!"
Seeing that he was interrupted, Chen Buyi was very unhappy, snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Chang An looked at the chief steward with a half-smile. It seemed that there was no unity within the twelfth floor.
The chief steward led Chang An to a large courtyard in the city. It was a quiet and elegant place. If it was placed outside, it could be regarded as a mansion.
It's just that in a place like Youzhou, the compound is probably the least valuable, and there really aren't many people living there.
The butler handed the key to Chang An
"Master Chang, you can rest here for the next few days."
"There are still many matters on the twelfth floor, so I won't accompany the Chang family. The Chang family can visit any place in Youzhou at will. There are no restrictions."
Chang An looked at the departure of the butler with some surprise, and sneered.
"Interesting, this twelfth floor really doesn't treat me as an outsider."
He was about to go back to the house and have a good sleep, but for a moment he felt a chill running down his spine.
His ears trembled slightly, and there was a slight sound of air flow behind him.
His eyes suddenly became sharp, and a cold flying knife grazed the tip of his nose.
"Boom!"
Inserted into the wooden beam in front of him.
There was a white note tied to the tail of the flying knife. Chang An's eyes froze and he took off the note.
After reading the content on the note, his face darkened.
The moonlight parted the dark clouds, leaving a faint silver film on the street.
Chang An's figure flashed past.
"who!"
The profession of a killer is born to live in the dark, and in this city of killers, the night is like the day, and there is nothing to hide.
"Swish swish!"
Several hidden weapons were emitted from the houses on both sides of the street. For these people, even light skills like stepping on the snow without traces could not escape the most brilliant among them.
The moonlight on Chang An became a little distorted, and he did not slow down at all.
"Clang clang clang!"
The hidden weapons were blocked two feet away from him.
There was no sound from the houses on both sides. These assassins were also very discerning people, and they would not engage in meaningless entanglements if they found out each other's reality.
Chang An's figure continued to shuttle through the city, occasionally stopping to observe the direction, and then continued running.
Youzhou City occupies a huge area. Even large cities like Ningchuan Prefecture in the north and Qingzhou in the Central Plains can only be regarded as small cities compared to Youzhou. It can almost be said that there is a large city in the east of the entire continent. Less than half of it is the boundary of Youzhou.
There are hundreds of thousands of houses, tens of thousands of palaces, and intricate streets in the city. An ordinary expert might get lost in it.
Fortunately, what Chang An was looking for was eye-catching even in a place like this.
Twelve floors, each building stands independently in a different area of the city.
If the entire city is regarded as a huge sundial, then the twelve floors will be distributed at every moment on the sundial.
With Chang An's foot strength, it actually took him half an hour to reach his destination, the Dragon Tower.
A huge stone dragon wrapped around this tall building, winding up and disappearing into the clouds.
Under the moonlight, the stone-gray dragon scales exude a dark light.
Chang An looked at the stone dragon carefully, but found that there was an extremely dark place on the dragon, as if something was blocking the moonlight.
"Ah!"
He shouted low, jumped up high, put his feet on the dragon's tail hanging three feet above the ground, and kept jumping up high along the dragon's body.
After a moment, he jumped into the darkness. At this moment, he was more than fifty feet above the ground.
"call!"
The cold night wind howled by.
Ragged clothes, sword marks all over the body, skin and flesh torn.
On top of the dragon's body, a man was tied, and his breath was dying.
The dried lips showed that he had been tied here for a while, and there were bright blood marks on his wrists and ankles.
Chang An's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he held the sword in his hand tightly.
"Wow!"
The shadow of the sword flashed suddenly, and the rope was cut by the blade. The man's limbs suddenly loosened, and his whole body fell helplessly toward Chang An.
The man's eyes were opened slightly, and he saw the person in front of him through the crack, and he forced a smile.
"Brother Chang An..."
Chang An's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said
"Brother Wan, stop talking and save your energy."
This person was Wan Chaoyang who disappeared in the quarry that night. For some unknown reason, he was caught here by everyone on the twelfth floor.
Chang An took Wan Chaoyang all the way back to the yard.
The figures of the butler and Chen Buyi appeared in front of the Dragon Tower almost at the same time.
"How did he know?"
Chen Buyi frowned slightly, a little confused.
The butler looked calm
"If you know it, you'll know it. It's not a big deal."
Chen Buyi glanced at the butler, snorted coldly, and left.
A moment later, two more masked men in black appeared behind the butler.
"Ready?"
"You can start anytime."
The next day, July 16th.
Wan Chaoyang woke up from severe pain.
"Well!"
He bared his teeth and groaned softly.
His whole body was covered with bandages, and at this moment, he looked like a bandaged man.
Inside the room, an unpleasant medicinal smell drifted into his nose.
"Don't move."
His eyes followed the direction of the smell, and he saw a young doctor leaning against the door and brewing medicine.
"Who are you, brother Chang An?"
Wan Chaoyang asked.
The young doctor glanced at him and howled outside.
"Then rich young master, your friend is awake!"
"call!"
The young man stumbled as a strong wind blew in his face, and the wooden door swayed back and forth with its violent momentum.
"Hahahaha, Brother Wan, you're awake."
Chang'an people haven't arrived yet, but the energetic voice has already arrived.
"Brother Chang An!"
Wan Chaoyang also shouted.
Chang An sat on the edge of the bed and said
"How about it?"
Wan Chaoyang smiled and said
"I can also drink a thousand cups with Brother Chang An."
Chang An burst out laughing when he saw that Wan Chaoyang could still joke.
The young doctor beside him curled his lips.
"Then the rich young master, now that he's awake, it's time to give him money."
Only then did Wan Chaoyang react and asked
"Brother Chang An, who is this little brother?"
Chang An casually handed the young man a piece of gold.
"When I brought you back last night, I saw him carrying a medicine basket on his back on the road. I thought you were in urgent need of a doctor, so I grabbed him."
The young doctor looked angry.
Wan Chaoyang smiled bitterly
"Brother Chang An is really open-minded."
After saying this, Chang An suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask the young doctor
"By the way, I don't know your name yet. You saved my friend, and Chang will definitely repay you in the future."
The young doctor curled his lips and weighed the gold in his hand.
"My name is Zhou Ziheng, and I won't have to repay you. Don't rely on your martial arts skills to arrest people in the future."
Chang An smiled
"Brother Zhou, I thought you were not as old as Weak Guan, but I didn't expect you to have such superb medical skills."
Zhou Ziheng waved his hand and gave the two of them a back view.
"gone."
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, there was a fierce knock on the door from the front yard, and a faint and urgent call came from outside the yard.
"Ziheng! Are you there? Something happened to your sister!"
