"I have come here today to bid farewell to my worthy nephew."

  There was a hint of desolation in Li Yanbo's expression, the battle just now, although it seemed to be a draw, but Li Yanbo knew that he had lost.

  Xu Haifeng and he differ by more than forty years, but today's battle is evenly matched.

  So what about one year later, five years later, and even ten years later?

  The path of martial arts, the older you get, the more elusive the opportunity to enter a higher realm becomes. Li Yanbo had paid the price for this life and there was no possibility of further progress.

  But Xu Haifeng was different, he was still young, and his youth even made Li Yanbo jealous.

  He is in his prime youth, as long as he continues to work hard and accumulate experience, he will eventually break through the bottleneck and enter a higher level of realm.

  Moreover, just now during their exchange of blows, he sensed that within the true energy concentrated in Xu Haifeng's hands, there existed a power that he did not know about.

  This power brought to him a brand new, completely unfamiliar feeling. With his decades of experience roaming the jianghu, this was definitely not any kind of qigong he knew. However, for some reason, he had a familiar feeling.

  This strange feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time shocked him greatly.

  "Where is Senior going? Is he heading to Taiyuan?" Xuhai Feng asked with a stir in his heart.

  He nodded silently, and Li Yanbo let out a deep sigh, saying: "The main force of the Great Han will be fighting against the Xiongnu in Taiyuan, and Tuo Huodi will not stand idly by. The accounts between him and I over the decades have also come due for settlement."

  Xu Haifeng bowed his head and pondered for a moment before asking: "Have you ever told Rou'er?"

  "No, if I said it, it would only hurt her for nothing."

  This old man spent his whole life pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, and he had never married. He lived a lonely and miserable life, with his only concern being Tang Rou'er, who was like a daughter to him.

  In order not to let his little daughter worry in vain, he came to find Xu Haifeng and wanted to borrow his mouth to pass on the message.

  Xu Haifeng's mind was racing with thoughts, and suddenly he said: "Senior, I have an impolite request."

  Li Yanbo was shocked, he looked at Xu Haifeng, the latter's face was sincere, not pretentious, it can be seen that there is indeed something. He asked in surprise: "Xianzhong has something to say, just speak directly."

  Xu Haifeng's eyes suddenly lit up with a sharp light, and he said in a low voice: "I would like to ask Senior to temporarily reside in Wodragon City and not interfere with the battle of Taiyuan."

  Li Yanbo's eyebrows involuntarily twitched slightly as he asked in surprise: "Why?"

  With his discerning eye, he could naturally see that Xu Haifeng's words came from the heart, and it was true that he did not want him to go to Taiyuan.

  He stared tightly at Xu Haifeng, his eyes gradually becoming sharp.

  Xu Haifeng bowed deeply and said, "Although I know there are some improper things, I still have the courage to ask you to agree." He raised his head and looked at Li Yanbo's eyes, saying slowly: "I can promise you that in the Battle of Taiyuan, the Han people will surely win."

  "Chinese?" As if pondering the meaning of Xu Haifeng's words, Li Yanbo's face was filled with surprise.

  "That's right." Xǔ Hǎifēng replied solemnly.

  "What do you want to do?"

  Xu Haifeng's eyes had a near-frenzied tremble in them, an emotion that was extremely rare for him.

  With each word and sentence, Xu Haifeng's chest surged with mighty passion: "The junior general will personally lead the Black Flag Army to a decisive battle in Taiyuan."

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  Cangzhou, in front of the prefectural yamen.

  A burly man with a ferocious expression walked in under the escort of many soldiers.

  He marched all the way, unimpeded, and no one dared to block or intercept him, because he was Mai Mai Ti, who led the army to accept the surrender of Zhi Fu Da Ren Zeng Zhi Hong.

  As the highest commander in Cangzhou City, even if he was in the government office, no one dared to disobey him, no matter how arbitrarily and recklessly he acted.

  "General Mai Mai Ti has arrived, sorry for not welcoming him from afar..."

  Zeng Zhihong rushed out to greet him as soon as he received the news, and just by looking at his three steps and two steps, with a flattering smile on his face, it was clear how obedient he was to Ma Mai.

  Maimiti looked at the deeply bowed head in front of him, a hint of disgust and disdain flashed across his eyes. However, when Zeng Zhihong raised his head, his expression had returned to normal.

  "General Zeng, I have come here today under the orders of our commander-in-chief." Ma Buyi said loudly, his voice carrying far and wide, audible to all, including the servants.

  Zeng Zhihong was slightly startled, and the Guoshi in Mai Mai's mouth was naturally Hami Tie. He didn't dare to be slow, and asked: "General, please give your orders."

  Maibaiti nodded slightly, and his eyes suddenly burst with fierce light, staring at Zeng Zhihong's heart.

  "I heard Chen Xinhong has a young son named Chen Jiankang, is that right?"

  Zeng Zhihong's heart tightened and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

  "When the enemy was at the city gate, Mr. Zeng knew the general trend and led the crowd to surrender. But Chen Xinhong did not know how to behave and foolishly wanted to resist the entire army with one person's strength. Such a fool naturally deserves to be killed." Ma Mai continued.

  With a difficult nod, Zeng Zhihong's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

  "He died under General Ben's arrow, and it can be said that he got what he deserved. However, I heard that he still has a son, but afterwards, no one knows where he went, right?" Ma Mai Ti said coldly.

  Zeng Zhihong only felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and he suddenly knew that the matter of taking in Chen Jianquan had been discovered by the person in front of him. Today, this pass, was afraid it could not be passed.

  "Harboring the son of a rebel, you should be punished for the same crime. However, the national teacher has spoken that if Lord Zeng is able to suddenly awaken and repent, not only will past mistakes be forgiven, but he will also be promoted one rank, and these two states of Shanxi and Gansu will be handed over to you alone to manage."

  Zeng Zhihong's face changed color, and he suddenly bowed deeply: "Your subordinate understands, thank you for the kindness of the national teacher. Please sit back, your subordinate will go and come back."

  Ma Mai Ti shook his head and said, "No need to bother, Lord Zeng just go ahead, Ma Mai Ti will follow."

  Zeng Zhihong sighed and took him to his own mansion. Along the way, he racked his brains but couldn't think of a solution. Mai Mai Ti was clearly not trusting himself and had come along to keep an eye on him.

  Although he was reluctant in a thousand ways, the carriage still arrived at the Zeng's residence.

  Under Mai Mai Ti's piercing gaze, Zeng Zhihong walked into the mansion with difficulty.

  An old steward saw his carriage and had long been prepared to stand by, came forward to pay his respects.

  "What about Chen Gongzi?" Zeng Zhihong asked casually.

  The old steward looked at Ma Mai hesitantly and finally said: "In the inner courtyard, playing with the young master."

  Zeng Zhihong nodded vaguely and took Mai Mai Ti through the hall, corridor, and arrived at the inner garden.

  A burst of laughter came, two little kids in the garden were playing energetically, by the side of the garden, a tall and majestic young man in his twenties was smiling at them.

  Zeng Zhihong's gaze swept across the two children, and his face suddenly turned deathly pale.

  "Zeng... sir..." Ma Mai Ti's icy voice came from behind him.

  Zeng Zhihong shivered slightly and suddenly turned around, saying: "General, may I borrow the precious sword at your waist for a moment?"

  Ma bought a surprised heart, but still drew out his waist knife and handed it over.

  Zeng Zhihong was just a scholar, let alone a single knife, even if he were fully armed, he would not be taken seriously by Mai Mai Ti.

  The gleam of the knife is cold as water, and it pierces into one's eyes, making people dare not look directly.

  Zeng Zhihong gritted his teeth and strode out in big steps towards the two children in the courtyard.

  As if they had sensed his soaring killing intent, the two ignorant children stared in horror at Zeng Zhihong who was approaching step by step.

  Zeng Zhihong appeared in front of a person, his face twisted into a grotesque expression that radiated a scorching hot madness.

  That child was just about to shout when suddenly a bright light flashed before his eyes, and Zeng Zhigang raised his knife over his head and chopped down with a loud crash.

  The child was ignorant, staring blankly as the steel knife fell, a blood-curdling scream, and instantly collapsed in a pool of blood.

  "Ah..."

  The young man beside him witnessed this sudden change and cried out in a loud voice: "Father, you..."

  Zeng Zhihong turned his head, and on that ashen face, a pair of icy eyes like a poisonous snake stared tightly at the young man.

  It was the first time in his life that he had seen such an expression on his father's face. The young man stood there, stunned and at a loss for what to do.

  "Go...take your brother away." Zeng Zhihong pointed at another child who was as still as a wooden chicken and shouted loudly.

  His lips trembled twice, and a hint of enlightenment appeared in the young man's eyes. The shock in his eyes dissipated instantly, leaving only a deep sorrow that had reached its peak.

  He suddenly turned around and picked up the child.

  It wasn't until then that the child finally came back to himself and burst into loud wailing.

  The young man seemed to ignore him and walked away with big strides, his voice growing fainter and fainter until it disappeared.

  Maimaiti glanced at the blood-soaked body, and with one look at the young child lying on the ground, his eyes seemed to have aged overnight. In just that one glance, he knew that this person was beyond saving.

  "Good, this move by Master Zeng will surely delight the national teacher. Congratulations to you, sir!"

  Zeng Zhihong turned around and handed the steel knife back to Mai Mai Ti, saying: "Thank you, General."

  Ma Bu bought it and returned the knife to its scabbard with a flourish.

  Zeng Zhihong forced a smile and asked in a low voice: "General, this Pingzhou..."

  Maibaiti took out a volume of documents from his bosom and handed it to Zeng Zhihong, saying: "The roster of Pingzhou is here. Later, I will have to trouble you, sir."

  Zeng Zhihong took it with both hands, his face full of begging and flattering expression, the hands holding the name list actually had a slight involuntary tremble.

  Maititi's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, he couldn't be bothered to deal with the person in front of him anymore, so he casually nodded and turned around to leave.

  Behind him, Zeng Zhihong bowed deeply and said loudly: "Farewell, General."

  The footsteps gradually faded away, and eventually became inaudible.

  Zeng Zhihong's hands shook even more violently, and he fell to the ground with a thud, as if there was no longer any strength left in his body. His gaze shifted to the solitary corpse on the ground, an old face that had lost all its blood color.

  His head slowly lifted up, and the two strands of hair under his temples had turned gray in an instant.

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