Heroes Shed No Tears Chapter 11: 　88 dead men

February 22.

Chang'an.

In the early morning.

The sky is dead gray, and the earth is dead gray. The gate of the magnificent ancient city of Chang'an has not been opened yet.

The soldiers who are responsible for opening the gates of the city every day, Lao Huang and A Jin, killed a wild dog yesterday, pooled money to buy two catties of burning knives, two halls of flatbread, ate a lot of food and drink, and got out of bed in the morning. .

Neglecting one's duty and delaying the opening of the city is a capital crime of "severing a decision."

Military law is like a mountain. When Lao Huang woke up, he realized that it was already half a minute late. At that time, he was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat. He couldn't even button up the buttons of the padded jacket, so he hurried to Kaesong.

"The weather is so cold, probably no one will enter the city so early."

Lao Huang comforted himself in his heart, unlocked the big iron lock on the door, and was shocked as soon as he pushed the city gate a bit aside.

Not only are there people waiting to enter the city, but it seems that there are at least seventy or eighty.

Seventy or eighty people were all dressed in sturdy costumes, and they were wearing leggings that drove Melaleuca. They all carried ghost knives behind their backs. They were all tied in white cloth on their heads, with a dark red rag sewn on them. Everyone's face looked like today's weather, with a murderous aura that made people feel hairy.

As soon as the city gate opened, these people divided into two rows and walked into the city silently. The blood-red knives on the knives fluttered in the wind, against the white towel tied on their heads, the sharp blades flashed with cold light.

Every knife is out of its sheath, because there is no sheath on the knife at all.

——Who are these murderous slaves? What are you doing in Chang'an?

Lao Huang, the defender of the city, originally wanted to stop them from interrogating, but his tongue seemed to be suddenly stiff, and he couldn't even say a word.

Because at this moment, a big man wearing a bearskin jacket appeared in front of him, staring at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes. Although he was thin and out of shape, his cheekbones were high and his eyes Sharp as a knife, it seemed still majestic, like a beast just emerging from the mountains.

His messy hair is also tightly tied in a white cloth, with a dark red rag on it.

The only person who dressed up differently from them was a handsome and thin young man, who looked at the long and narrow green baggage from his hand, and followed him closely.

Lao Huang's legs have been compared, no matter who can see this man will never frown when he wants to kill.

"Do you want to cross-examine us, where did you come from? What are you doing here?"

Although this person's voice is hoarse, there is also a kind of intimidating majesty in his tone.

"Listen, listen carefully, I am Zhu Meng, Luoyang Zhu Meng." He sternly said: "We came to Chang'an to die."

Zhuo Donglai's face had no expression originally, but now it looks more like it has been frozen, every muscle on his face has been frozen. If you have ever seen the face of a dead man frozen to death in ice, you can only imagine his face and expression now.

A young man under the age of twenty stood in front of him in the javelin bay, and the look on his face seemed to be similar to him.

This young man is called Zhuo Qing.

He was not originally surnamed Zhuo. His surname was Guo, the younger brother of Guo Zhuang who died in the Honghua case.

However, since Zhuo Dong came to accept him as a righteous son, he immediately forgot his original name.

"Zhu Meng has entered the city."

He reported this news, and he was also the person who found out that the ditch was flowing out of the ditch every day.

Recently, what he has done for Zhuo Donglai is far more than all of Zhuo Donglai's cronies combined.

"How many people are they here?"

"There are 88 people including Gao Jianfei."

"He personally told Lao Huang who was guarding the city that he was Zhu Meng?"

"Yes."

"What else did he say?"

"He said they came to Chang'an to die!"

Zhuo Donglai's pupils shrank suddenly, as if they had become two awls.

"They didn't come to Chang'an to kill? They came to Chang'an to die?"

"Yes."

"Okay, very good." The corner of Zhuo Donglai's eyes suddenly began to beat: "Excellent."

People who know Zhuo Dong will know that the corners of his eyes will only jump when the situation is the most serious.

Now the corners of his eyes are jumping, because he has seen that the opponent is not eighty-eight people, but eight hundred and eighty.

——The people who come to kill are not terrible, but the people who come to die are terrible. One such person can be compared to ten.

"You repeat their outfits."

"Each of them wore strong clothes, bound their legs, tied a white towel, and the white towel was also sewn with a piece of dark red fish."

Zhuo Donglai sneered.

"Okay, great." He asked Zhuo Qing, "Do you know where those rags come from?"

"I don't know."

"It must be the blood coat of spikes." Zhuo Dong said, "When the spikes died, the clothes were completely red with blood."

Someone from Luoyang has already come to Zhuo Dong to report the whole process of that **** battle.

"The Xiongshitang has become a dish of loose sand, but the blood of the spikes has knotted the dish together." Zhuo Donglai's voice also had emotions, "Spiked shoes, good, good spikes."

"Yes," Zhuo Qing said: "Spiked shoes are not good-looking and they are also very cheap. Although they are not as good as other shoes, when it rains and snows and muddy roads, only spikes are the most useful. ."

He said plainly, because he was just telling a fact.

He is not an emotional person.

Zhuo Dong didn't stare at him. After a long, long time, he suddenly did something that no one would have expected him to do.

He stood up suddenly, walked over and hugged Zhuo Qing, although he only gave a light hug. But it was the first time in his life.

——Except for Sima Chaoqun, it is the first time to be so close to a man.

Although Zhuo Qing still stood there like a javelin, tears seemed to fill her eyes.

Zhuo Donglai didn't seem to notice his reaction, and suddenly changed the subject: "Zhu Meng knew I was there, but he would never come to me for the time being."

"Yes."

"Since they are here to die, of course we have to become him, and of course we will find him."

"Yes."

"The eighty-eight people came here with a heart of death. Eighty-eight people have only one heart, and eighty-eight people have one breath." Zhuo Dongmi said, "This breath is now suffocated. It's on the verge of breaking out. It's too hard to behold."

"Yes."

"So I won't go to them now."

"Yes."

A cruel and unpredictable smile appeared in Zhuo Donglai's sharp pupils, and asked Zhuo Qing: "Do you know how I should deal with them?"

"I don't know."

Zuo Donglai told Zhuo Qing again in his unique tone.

"I want to invite them to dinner." He said, "Tonight, I will take the wind for them on the first floor of the'Changanju' and invite them to dinner."

"Yes."

"You are going to invite them for me."

"Yes."

"Zhu Meng may not agree, maybe he thinks this is a trick," Zhuo Donglai said lightly, "but I believe you must have a way to let them go. Not only Zhu Meng will go, but Gao Jianfei will go more. ."

"Yes." Zhuo Qing said: "They will go, they will go."

"I also hope you can live back to the end."

Zhuo Qing's answer is short and affirmative: "I will."

When Zhuo Dong came back to his warm bedroom, Die Wu was combing her hair.

She combed her long dark hair over and over again. Apart from combing her hair, there seemed to be nothing she wanted to do in this world.

Zhuo Donglai quietly watched her comb her hair, and watched her comb her hair over and over again.

Two people combed their hair and looked at the other. After an unknown period of time, the wooden comb broke and broke into three pieces with a sudden "crash".

This comb is a fine product of "Jade Man Square" in Liuzhou. Even if you use two hands to squeeze it hard, it is difficult to break it.

Women usually cherish their own hair, and usually don’t use too much force when combing.

But now the comb is broken.

Die Wu's hands were shaking, so that she could not hold the comb that was left in her hand, and she made a "ding" and landed on the dressing table.

Zhuo Donglai didn't see it.

He didn't seem to see all of these things.

"I want to invite someone to dinner tonight." He told Die Wu very gently: "Invite two distinguished guests to dinner."

Die Wu looked at the broken wooden comb when her makeup was closed, as if she was stunned.

"I want to invite someone to dinner tonight." She said foolishly: "Invite me to dinner."

She laughed madly again: "Every day I have to invite myself to eat, because everyone has to eat, even people like me have to eat, eat one bowl after another, eat so happily So happy."

"Today I also want to make my distinguished guests have a good time!" Zhuo Dong said: "So I want you to do something for me."

"You can do whatever you want me to do." Die Wu kept smiling, "Even if you want me to skip meals and eat shit, I will eat as ordered."

"That's great!"

Zhuo Donglai was actually smiling, and he seemed to be smiling happily.

"Actually, you should know what I thought about your death," he said word by word: "I want to ask you to dance for me."

"The sword is ruthless, and Zhuang Sheng has no dreams:

Yiwu for Jun, turned into a butterfly. "

The most famous restaurant in Chang'an City is "Chang'an Ju". The most famous teahouse in Chang'an is also "Changanju", but Chang'anju Restaurant and Chang'anju Teahouse are completely different.

"Living in Chang'an is not easy."

It is also not easy to open such a restaurant and tea house.

Chang'an Ju Restaurant is located in the west of the city. The gardens are wide and elegant, and there are more than a dozen pavilions with flowers and trees. The furnishings of each pavilion on each floor are gorgeous and the food and beverages are excellent.

Changanju Tea House is located in the city, on the most prosperous and lively street in the city, at reasonable prices and affordable. And no matter whether you order wine, food, tea, food, noodles, the amount of everything is very sufficient, and it will never make people feel like they are being deceived.

So every day there is a big drought here, there are many people here, and there are all kinds of people.

Because in addition to eating and drinking, you can also enjoy many other funs. You can see many weird people, you can meet some friends you have seen for many years, and have tea with your husband and children at a table next to you. Yes, it may be your former lover, hiding in a corner and not daring to look up at you, it may be a debtor that you haven't been able to find for a long time.

So if a person does not want to be found by others, he should never visit this place.

So Zhu Meng came.

He is not afraid of being found, he is waiting for the people in the big game to find him.

No one dared to ask Zhu Meng, "Why are you waiting here? Why not go to the dart board in one go?"

Of course Zhu Meng has his reasons.

——Chang'an is the base of the Great Escort. There are good players in Chang'an's General Bureau. The martial arts of Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai are even more terrifying. Now they take care of work with ease, and they have taken advantage of the time and place.

"We are here to work hard, not to die. Even if we die, we must die at a price."

——To fight a strong enemy, it is not enough to rely on a breath of blood.

"We must be patient, we must be self-reliant, and we must endure humiliation."

——Die Wu, will you dance for others?

Zhu Meng tried not to think about her.

Die Wu's dance is unforgettable and unforgettable, but now it has been diluted by the blood of spikes.

He swears that he will never let the blood of the spikes flow in vain.

No one drinks.

Everyone's emotions are very excited, and their fighting spirit is very passionate, and there is no need to use alcohol to stimulate them.

They occupied thirteen seats in this teahouse with more than one hundred tables. The place was already full, but after they showed up for a while, most of the people in the teahouse left.

Seeing the blood-red knives behind them, the white scarf wrapped around their heads, and the murderous look on their faces, everyone can see that these strange foreigners are definitely not here for tea.

They want to drink blood.

The blood of the enemy.

Zhuo Qing came alone.

When he walked into this teahouse, they didn't pay attention to him because they didn't even know who he was.

Only Xiao Gao knows.

This young man once left a deep impression on him, but Zhuo Qing didn't seem to recognize him anymore, so he must enter the teahouse and walk directly in front of Zhu Meng.

"Is it the Lord Zhu of Luoyang Lions Hall?.

Zhu Meng suddenly raised his head and glared at him with bloodshot eyes. "I am Zhu Meng, who are you?"

"The younger generation's surname is Zhuo."

"Your surname is Zhuo?" Xiao Gao was surprised: "I remember you didn't seem to have the surname Zhuo."

"Oh?"

"Your surname was Guo, I remember it very clearly."

"But I don't remember anymore." Zhuo Qing said lightly: "I have always forgotten things that have passed. I have always forgotten things that should be forgotten. I don't even think about them."

He looked at Xiao Gao quietly, with no expression on his face: "Sometimes you might as well learn from me, then you may live a little more happily."

——People always think of things they shouldn’t think of at inappropriate times. This is one of the greatest human sufferings.

——Does Xiao Gao now think of the woman who shouldn’t be thinking about it again?

Xiao Gao suddenly wanted to drink.

As he was starting to think about it, Zhu Meng suddenly smiled and laughed wildly on his back.

"Okay, well said." He said loudly: "Bring the wine, I want to talk to this talking boy."

"The juniors don't want to drink now," Zhuo Qing said, "so the juniors can't be with them."

Zhu Meng's laughter suddenly stopped, staring at him like a beast: "You don't want to drink, and you don't want to drink with me?"

"Yes, the younger generation does not want to drink, not even a drop." Zhuo Qing's eyes did not blink: "When the younger generation wants to forget something, there is no need to drink."

Zhu Meng suddenly got up and stood up. With the sound of the "wave", a teapot was crushed by him: "You really don't drink?"

Zhuo Qing still looks the same.

"If Tangsheng Zhu wanted to kill me now, of course it would be easy, but it would be difficult for me to drink."

Zhu Meng suddenly laughed again.

"Good boy, there is such a species." He asked Zhuo Qing: "Your surname is Zhuo, is it Zhuo Dong from Zhuo?"

"Yes"

"Did Zhuo Donglai want you to come?"

"Yes."

"What are you here for?"

"The younger generation was ordered to invite Hall Master Zhu and Da Xia Gao." Zhuo Yu said: "Tonight, Mr. Zhuo will be on the first floor of Chang'an Ju in the west of the city to hold wine and receive the phoenix for the two."

"Does he know how many of us are here?"

"Except for Gao Daxia, there are 86 people brought by Hall Master Zhu this time."

"He only invited the two of us?" Zhu Meng sneered: "Zuo Donglai is also very angry."

"I'm afraid it's not stingy, but thoughtful."

"Thoughtful?"

"Because Mr. Zhuo was thoughtful, he only dared to invite two Hallmaster Zhu and Daxia Gao."

"Why?"

"The two heroes are famous for the world, even if they are Longtan and Tiger's Den, they can come and go freely." Zhuo Qing smiled faintly; "I'm afraid the others will not work."

Zhu Meng laughed again: "Okay, well said, even if the first floor of Chang'an Ju is really Longtan Tiger Den, Zhu Meng and Xiaogao will go for a break. But you shouldn't have come."

"Why?"

"A talent like you, now that I am here, how am I willing to let you go?" Zhu Meng laughed like thunder: "If I let you go, wouldn't I let the friends of the world laugh at me? Zhu Meng has eyes and doesn't know heroes ?"

Zhuo Qing actually smiled.

"Yang Jian can take refuge in the dart board, of course I can also take refuge in the Lions Hall." He said, "But it's not possible now."

"When will I have to wait?"

"Wait until the power of the Lion Hall is enough to defeat the big dart board." Zhuo Qing is completely unmoved: "The junior is not a loyal person, but he has always been aware of current affairs."

Xiao Gao looked at him in astonishment. He couldn't expect such a young person to be able to say such things.

Zhuo Qing immediately noticed the change in his expression.

"I'm telling the truth." Zhuo Qing said: "The truth is usually not very nice."

Zhu Meng stopped laughing and asked sharply: "Then should I let you go back to help Zhuo Dong come to deal with me?"

"The younger generation said that it would be easy to kill me by Hall Master Zhu." Zhuo Qing said: "It's just that if Hall Master Zhu really killed me, it would be difficult to see that person again."

Zhu Meng changed color.

Of course he understands who Zhuo Qing said "that person" is. This sentence was drawn like a whip, and for a moment he didn't know how to fight it.

Zhuo Qing is already leaning forward: "Junior goodbye."

He actually turned around and left, and he was not afraid that others would chop off his head from behind him, and he did not look at Zhu Meng again.

There are already blue veins on Zhu Meng's forehead.

——He can't let Zhuo Qing go, can't let his subordinates watch him let go of their enemies for a woman.

——But how could he let Die Wu die because of it?

Xiao Gao suddenly sighed, "Unexpectedly, he has really spotted it. After spotting the lion, Zhu Meng will never kill an unarmed person who was ordered to come here to send a message." His eyes swept across: "This kind of As long as a man is a man, he would never do anything, let alone Zhu Meng."

A big man with a white scarf suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Big Brother Gao said that all of us brothers must respect Brother Gao a cup."

Eighty-eight heroes responded immediately. Xiao Gao tore open the placket: "Okay, bring the wine."

"I know that Zhu Meng still can't let go of Die Wu," Zhuo Donglai said coldly, "but I never thought he would let you go so easily."

He had a thoughtful look in his eyes: "For the sake of a woman, I can easily let go of the enemy. Isn't Zhu Meng afraid that his brothers will despise him because of this? Isn't it afraid of hurting their morale?"

Zhuo Donglai sneered: "Does this woman Die Wu really have so much magic power?"

"Their morale was not depressed because of this." Zhuo Qing said: "Why?"

"Because Gao Jianfei understood Zhu Meng's mood at the time, he helped him out of the predicament in time, and made his brothers think that he didn't kill you for the sake of femininity, but for loyalty."

"When the two countries are confronting each other, how can Zhu Meng, who is upright and upright, kill an unarmed person?"

Zhuo Qing's eyes showed admiration: "That's what Gao Jianfei said."

Zuo Donglai kept sneering: "This man is really a good friend of Zhu Meng, but Zhu Meng's brothers are all pigs."

"In fact, those people don't understand what Gao Jianfei means." Zhuo Qing said: "But they will not look down on Zhu Meng because of this."

"Oh?"

"Because they don't want Zhu Meng to be so cruel and ruthless." Zhuo Qing said: "Because the real hero is not ruthless."

"What kind of talent is truly ruthless?"

"Xiaoxiong." Zhuo Qing said: "Heroes have no tears, Xiaoxiong is ruthless."

Suddenly a cold light burst out of Zhuo Donglai's eyes. He stared at Zhuo Qing for a long time before asking coldly: "If Gao Jianfei didn't say that, would Zhu Meng kill you?"

"Neither will he."

"Why?"

Zhuo Qing's voice was cold and calm: "Because in his heart, Die Wu's life is much more precious than mine."

At dusk. After dusk.

The room is already very dark, but there is still no light on. Die Wu always doesn't like lighting.

——Is it because she is afraid that she will become like a moth to pounce on the flames?

There was a flash of fire in the furnace, and Die Wu stood by the fire, slowly taking off her clothes.

Her ketone body is crystal clear, soft and white.

The door was pushed open. She knew someone had come in, but she didn't look back, because no one dared to enter this room except Zhuo Dong.

She bent down and rubbed her leg gently.

Even she herself can feel how elastic the muscles in her legs can easily provoke people's sex.

No one can resist this kind of teasing, never at all.

So she was strange.

Zhuo Donglai has been watching her, but he hasn't moved anything until now.

The light dance clothes are as light as the wings of a cicada. Wearing it is like putting on a layer of moonlight. The beauty is hazy, and it looks more beautiful in the hazy, even more irresistible.

Zhuo Donglai still stood behind her and didn't move.

Die Wu finally couldn't help turning her head back, and a bead flower that she had just picked up in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

The person who came in just now was not Zhuo Donglai.

She turned her head and saw a pale teenager standing in front of the ground looking at her.

Die Wu quickly recovered her composure.

She couldn't think that anyone besides Zhuo Donglai would dare to break into this room, but she was used to it.

The only thing that made her feel uncomfortable was that this young man looked at her with a different vision than anyone else.

When others saw her *** and her legs, they seemed to have flames burning in their eyes.

The young man's eyes are as cold as a blade of ice, snow and rock.

Zhuo Qing looked at Die Wu as if looking at a ball of ice, snow, a rock, and a blade.

Die Wu was also looking at him. After watching for a long time, she couldn't see any change in the young man's expression.

"Who are you?" Die Wu couldn't help asking him: "Can you tell me who are you?"

"Zhuo Qing, my name is Zhuo Qing."

"Are you a human? Are you a flesh and blood person?"

"I am."

"Are you blind?"

"No."

"Did you see me?"

"I saw it." Zhuo Qing said: "I can see clearly every part of your body."

His voice is indifferent and indifferent, completely impersonal, and has no meaning of ridicule or indecency at all.

Because he was just telling a fact.

Diwu smiled, sighed with a smile, and asked Zhuo Qing with a sigh:

"Have you never lied?"

"Sometimes, sometimes not." Zhuo Qing said: "When there is no need to lie, I always tell the truth."

"You don't need to lie now?"

"Not at all."

Die Wu sighed again: "You said you can see everything up and down my whole body clearly, are you afraid that Lao Zhuo will dig out your eyeballs?"

Zhuo Qing looked at her quietly, and after a long time he said word by word: "Now he doesn't do it like this anymore."

Die Wu seemed to have no reaction at all, but in fact, he fully understood what he meant.

"He doesn't do that anymore." She asked Zhuo Qing: "Is it because he has given me up to you?"

Zhuo Qing shook his head.

Diwu asked again: "Not you? Someone else?"

Zhuo Qing was silent.

"He is really generous." Die Wu's voice was full of mockery: "No man who has touched me has never been willing to let me out."

She sighed softly: "It's really a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that I'm doing it for you, he really should have given me to you." Die Wu said: "You will never meet a second woman like me in your life."

"Oh?"

"I'm sorry for myself," Diwu looked at Zhuo Qing: "You are young, you are a beautiful boy, I always like a boy your age the most. You never seem to be tired. Of."

Her eyes gradually became dim, her lips gradually moist, and she suddenly walked over slowly, unbuttoned her dance clothes, and pressed her soft, smooth and warm naked body against Zhuo Qing's body.

Her waist was twisting, and her throat was gasping and moaning.

Zhuo Qing did not respond.

Die Wu panted and reached out to find him, but her hand was immediately held, and her people were also thrown away.

Zhuo Qing threw her on the bed like a ball, and looked at her coldly: "You can torture yourself and insult yourself in any way you want." Zhuo Qing said coldly. , "But I can't."

"Can't you?" Die Wu smiled again, laughing like crazy: "Are you not a man?"

"It's useless if you want to provoke me." Zhuo Qing said: "I will never touch you."

"Why?"

"Because I am also a man, I don't want to torture myself by thinking about you below every night."

"As long as you want, you can hold me to sleep every night from now on."

Zhuo Qing smiled, but his smile seemed to be carved out of granite: "I have thought about it this way." He said with a smile: "It's a pity that I also know what those men who want to hold you are every day. End."

Die Wu stopped smiling, and suddenly there was an indescribable sadness in her eyes.

"You are right." She said faintly: "The men who want to hold me every day, even if they are not dead, are still suffering."

Her voice has been hoarse with pain: "Fortunately, those people are either **** or idiots. No matter what kind of sin they suffer, they deserve it."

"Where is Zhu Meng?" Zhuo Qing asked her suddenly: "Is Zhu Meng a **** or an idiot?"

Die Wu stood up, stared at the flames flashing in the furnace, and suddenly sneered after a long time.

"Do you think Zhu Meng will miss me? Do you think Zhu Meng will be hurt for me?"

"He won't?"

"He is not a human at all." Die Wu's voice is full of hatred: "Like Zhuo Donglai, he is not a human."

"Does he not care about you at all?"

"What does he care?" Die Wu said: "He only cares about his reputation, his status, and his power. Even if I die in front of him, he will shed a tear."

"Really?"

"In his eyes, I am not a person, just a plaything. I am like a child playing with a clay doll. When he is happy, he picks it up and plays with it, and throws it aside when he gets tired of it. Sometimes he won’t even say a word to me for several days."

"Just because he treated you this way, did you slip away when we raided the Lion Hall?"

"I am also a human being." Diwu asked Zhuo Qing: "Is anyone willing to be treated as a plaything by others?"

"Nothing."

Zhuo Qing said lightly: "But have you ever thought that you might have misunderstood him?"

"What's wrong with him?"

"A man like him, even if he treats people well in his heart, he may not show it." Zhuo Qing said: "I know that many people don't show their emotions, especially those they like. Woman."

"Why?"

"Perhaps it is because they feel that making affectionate money in front of a woman is not as manly as a man." Zhuo Qing said: "Perhaps because they know how to do it at all."

"Zhu Meng is not such a person." Die Wu said in a cut-and-breaking manner: "He knows this kind of thing better than anyone, and can do it better than anyone else."

"Oh?"

"When he is good to others, the things he does are more beautiful than anyone else." Die Wu said: "The things he did for others sometimes even feel numb to me."

"But you are not someone else." Zhuo Qing said: "You are different from others."

"Why is it different?"

"Because you are his woman, maybe he thinks you should know that he treats you differently from others."

"I don't know~IndoMTL.com~Diwu said: "If a man really likes a woman, he should let her know. "

"Maybe you don't know him yet."

"I don't know him!" Die Wu sneered again: "I hugged him and slept with him for three or four years. I still don't know him?"

The rocky smile appeared on Zhuo Qing's face again.

"Of course you know him well, and you must know him better than us."

The night has come, and the room has been silent for a long time before Die Wu sighed softly.

"Am I talking too much today?"

"Yes." Zhuo Qing said: "So now we should have left. I was here to take you away."

"Where are you taking me?"

Zhuo Qing said word by word: "Did you forget? You have promised Mr. Zhuo to dance for him tonight."