The three of them gathered at the door of the room

Xiang Minghou walked to the door, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and then paused tremblingly. He was a little scared.

Afraid that what he would see when he opened the door was not his daughter...

His hands trembled for a while and then he took them back, standing stiffly at the door.

"Xiang Minghou?"

A voice came, followed by Zhan Chi who was wearing military armor and hurried over.

Xiang Minghou raised his eyes and looked back.

"Is the little girl in this room?" Zhan Chi asked urgently.

"Um."

Zhan Chi reached out to push the door open, but was stopped by Xiang Minghou.

"Xiang Minghou, what are you doing?"

"She's resting."

Zhan Chi was startled, took back his hand, turned around and stood at the door like a door god.

It's past midnight now, and knocking on the door is disturbing her rest. She used to be very sleepy when she was a child, and she was a little annoyed when she got up.

Zhan Chi looked at Marquis Ming. This was the first time he had seen him since he left Kyoto City. He was more violent than before, and there were a few more scars on his face.

"I heard that you have been a killer all these years?" He lowered his voice for fear of disturbing the people in the room.

"Um."

"I also heard that I made a lot of enemies."

"It's taken care of." The deep voice was murderous.

Zhan Chi frowned slightly. It was undeniable that the murderous and violent aura in Xiang Minghou was very similar to Ye Qianning's aura in Sifang Mountain at that time.

"You have become the general of the military aircraft camp and want to protect Beili to the death?" He was sarcastic and cold.

Zhan Chi smiled and said nothing.

The two of them were silent, one on the left and one on the right like two door gods. After about an hour, a white figure appeared in their sight.

Qian Fanji walked up to him, glanced at the closed door, and stood beside it naturally.

"Why are you here too?" Zhan Chi couldn't help but ask.

"If you don't just be your general in Beili, why are you running to Dayu City?" Qian Fanji asked rhetorically without answering.

"Half a month later, at the Four Nations Business Conference, Li Mu, in charge of Shang Zi, was going to come, so the emperor assigned people from the military aircraft camp to accompany him."

"A little man in charge of the imperial merchants deserves to be escorted by a general like you? It seems that the emperor really values ​​this Lord Li." Qian Fan said coldly.

"Whether he takes it seriously or not, I'm willing to come anyway."

Qian Fan snorted quietly, put his hands in his sleeves, and stood side by side with Xiang Minghou. No one said anything. .q.

"Tsk, tsk, gentlemen, all of you are waiting for me to finish what I have to say..." The shopkeeper said something nice, and then the attendant at the stairs let him up.

The three of them looked at each other.

"The Miss Ye that several guest officers are looking for, she went out when it got dark and is not at the inn."

"What did you say?"

Zhan Chi said in shock.

"Although Miss Ye lives in our inn, she rarely comes back. Even if she does come back, she leaves early and comes back late every day." The shopkeeper said as he secretly observed the expressions of several people.

She doesn't seem to be a good person, and I don't know what to do with a little girl.

Xiang Minghou tightened his fingers, no, his daughter is not here.

"Would you guys like to come back another day?" the shopkeeper said.

"No, we'll wait here."

"This... okay, but Miss Ye's room has been paid for. You can't break in at will." The shopkeeper knows how to look after people, but when doing business, you must have business principles.

"Yeah." Xiang Minghou hummed in a low voice.

When the shopkeeper saw a few people nodding, he seemed to be quite righteous and felt a little relieved.

At this moment, a girl came up from the stairs. She was wearing a goose-yellow dress with wide sleeves. She was fat and had a round face. She was about 1.67 meters tall and looked like she weighed two hundred pounds.