Chapter 125 - A Seal-Up of the City (1/2)
Zhou Feiyu raised his eyes and looked at Coldness Wu, “You can find that Young Master Long?”
The leader of the Dragon Cabinet, Young Master Long was a very mysterious man whose whereabouts had always been a secret. Very few people had ever seen him.
In fact, a few years ago, Zhou Feiyu sent some men to look for him for several times but never found clues.
But a man as mysterious as him actually made people feel that he was very dangerous.
Coldness Wu gave a mild smile. “A couple of years ago, my family once did business with the Dragon Cabinet. Maybe I can make contact with the Dragon Cabinet via my family.”
“But rumor says that for some reason, the Dragon Cabinet has suddenly deployed their men in the Luo City recently. It seems as if those movements were directed against the Murong family.”
“The Murong family?” Zhou Feiyu lifted his eyebrows.
“Yes!”
A deep look flashed across the bottom of Zhou Feiyu’s eyes. “After this talk is over, pay a visit to the Murong family. Venerable Mistress Murong cured the pestilence in the Luo City and the Water City. Send a thank-you gift to her on my behalf.”
Coldness Wu nodded with a smile. “Yes!”
…
At the west gate of the border city.
A luxurious horse-drawn carriage, driven by a horsekeeper, was slowly driving towards the outside of the city.
However, before it could go out of the city, some soldiers stopped it.
“The city gate is sealed. No entrance or exit allowed.” A loud, gruff voice was heard.
The horsekeeper hurriedly stopped the carriage and said in a respectful tone, “Officer, we’re from another city. My master is seriously ill and has to return home to receive medical treatment. I wonder if officer would be so kind as to do us a favor-”
“I don’t care who you are. Get off, get off! Security check!”
However, before that horsekeeper could finish his sentence, that soldier impatiently dragged him off the carriage and heavily pushed the door of the carriage open.
In the carriage, a gloriously clothed noble master was leisurely sprawling in a couch, emaciated with sallow complexion, as if incurably ill.