Chapter 94: To Drink Below the He

er commanders. I might only be at the level of a five or six-star general...The weight of gazes suddenly fell on Jiang Wang. He silently retracted his sword intent and temporarily ceased observing th...Zhao Er, who was simple-minded, was easy to recognize. Compared with his memory, there wasn't much change.

Judging from his armor, he must have been promoted.

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He was promoted, which Jiang Wang didn't expect, but it was a good thing. Zhao Er listened to such a dazed and confused person, probably only under Du Yehu's command, would he receive fair treatment. Conversely, the fact that Zhao Er could be promoted means that Du Yehu is doing well.

So that "General Du"... could he be a tiger

Du Lao'er is now the main general of Xuanjia in Jiujing Did he replace Duan Li

Jiang Wang pressed down the turmoil in his heart and heard Zhao Er listen nonchalantly say, "Yang Deputy General, what did Du Deputy General want from me"

As soon as this was said, all positions became clear.

Deputy General Yang, standing before him, wore a look of helplessness: "Do you really have to call me 'deputy' and 'biased' so clearly Can you be a little more considerate"

Zhao Er scratched his head: "I didn't get it wrong... why wouldn't it grow"

“Fine, fine.” Yang Yin knew arguing with this simpleton was pointless, so he waved his hand dismissively. “Go on, General Du is waiting for you.”

Zhao Er heard the sound of the jar and said, "You haven't said yet, what does Du Bianjiang want with me I'm not interested in drinking with him; I still have to train tomorrow!"

If it were anyone else, they would rush to their boss's summons, especially if there was alcohol involved. This is the kind of treatment reserved for trusted confidantes. Only someone like Zhao Er, a simpleton, would be so concerned with training in this situation.

Yang Yin impatiently said, "Just go report it. Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

Zhao Er went unwillingly, but kept muttering, "What do I have to report..."

Jiang Wang moved his feet, slowly trailing behind them.

As Zhao Er approached a larger military tent, he heard Dazhi loudly fling open the curtain and enter. A wave of pungent alcohol immediately wafted out. Even Jiang Wang wrinkled his nose in displeasure.

Yang Yin and Zhao Er heard it as if they were already very used to it.

“Here comes Du Piangan!” Zhao Er shouted as soon as he entered the tent, “Zhao Er is here to report!”

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The military tent was very simply furnished. Besides a bow hanging on the wall, there was no other decoration.

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Tu Yehu sat down on the ground, sitting in the middle of a pile of wine jars.

"Startled by the noise, he hiccuped and slurred, 'Damn it! So loud! You scared the hell out of me!'"

Jiang Wang entered the tent right behind Zhao Erting when he lifted the curtain. With his skill and the cover of the cloak, Zhao Erting and Yang Yin found it hard to notice him. Du Yehu was too drunk to care.

The Invisibility Cloak works by blending the wearer with their surroundings. When the person wearing the cloak moves, it needs to re-establish its connection with the environment, causing it to lose its effect for a short period of time.

Initially, Yin Guan's wearing of an invisibility cloak and his delay in revealing himself were due to his own secret art, which helped the cloak blend with its surroundings. However, this was still ineffective against Yue Leng, who possessed divine senses.

Jiang Wang couldn't do that, but it was no problem for him to contain his aura and make himself silent. He snuck into the tent, stood quietly in a corner for a while, and then An Yi had already blended back into the environment.

He stood silently in the corner, watching Du Yexi.

After such a long time, Du Yexi was still as anxious as ever. The young man, barely over twenty years old, looked like he was in his middle years. However, his beard had grown thicker and his face seemed thinner.

Yang Yin spoke up, advising, "Although there are no tasks at the moment, drinking like this in the army might upset General Duan."

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Du Yexu gulped down a large mouthful of wine and ignored him. He only shouted at Zhao Erting: "Zhao Erting! Tell me again. When you went to Fenglin City to deliver my message, what did those bastards say"

Zhao Er was carefree and couldn't understand the emotions involved.

"Only lamented: 'Talk again I've said it thousands of times.'"

Yang Yin slapped him on the back of the head: "I told you to speak! So much nonsense!"

Du Yecho suddenly roared, "Damn Yang Yin! Mind your own military affairs! What does it have to do with you"

Yang Yin knew Du Yehu's temper, so she wasn't angry, only helplessly lifted the curtain and left.

Only then did Du Yecho glare at Zhao Er and say, “Speak!”

His eyes were wide open, like copper coins, and his pupils were bloodshot. Whether it was from drinking too much or something else, he looked extremely frightening.

Even Zhao Er, who was usually carefree and oblivious, couldn't help but feel a little intimidated.

He stammered, "That is, when I went to Fenglin City, I called those people together. I told them everything you said."

"Not a single character missed!" he stressed.

"I've been to several places. I told them all about how amazing you are, in Jiujiang..." Zhao Er listened as she rambled on: "When I was talking, the one dressed so wealthy and handsome just kept smiling."

"Damn it, the little white face knows I'm bull**ting!"

Zhao Er then said, "That one who looked very upright and dressed plainly didn't say anything. He didn't smile either."

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As he spoke, Du Yexi followed along with his “interpretations”: "Heh heh, the boss is still the most generous."

“That one with the pretty features, speaks very gently, but for some reason, when he looks at me, I feel strangely empty inside.”

"Lao San didn't show it on his face, but he had a strong mind of his own!"

Du Yehu finished the last cup of wine.

“Alright! Time for bed!”

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He fell headfirst.

With a clatter, countless wine jars were smashed.

He was oblivious.

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Seeing Du Yexiao fall asleep, Zhao Er scratched his head, turned around and lifted the curtain to leave.

This isn't the first time Lao Hu has gotten drunk, nor is it the first time he's called him over to rehash old stories when drinking. He's accustomed to this scene. He admires Du Yehu, but compared to repeating these old stories, tomorrow's training is more important.

Jiang Wang, who had witnessed the whole scene silently, remained motionless for a long time.

There were a few moments when he really wanted to take off his disguise, jump in front of Du Yexiao, and directly splash him with a bucket of water to wake him up before he got angry. He would laugh out loud and say, "Du Lao'er, look, I'm not dead! Not only am I not dead, but An'an is doing well now too!"

But in the end, he did not.

Because he couldn't explain why he hadn't died, where he had been during that time, and why he left Zhuangguo, what exactly happened in the Fenglin City domain...

Even when Du Yehu was a child, he could draw his sword and kill his enemies with his own hands. Now, he is even less likely to endure.

But the opponents they now face are not ones that can be overcome by mere bloodlust or courage.

Zhuang Gao Xian was already a celestial being in this world, he could crush them with just one finger, even more easily than crushing an ant.

To deal with Zhuang Gaoxian, one needs the courage to be fearless, the unwavering determination, and most importantly, the long-lasting patience of enduring pain.

In the tent, there was a long silence, only Du Yeliu's snoring rising and falling.

When Yang Yin lifted the curtain and walked into the military tent, he unexpectedly found that the tent was clean and tidy. The broken wine jars that should have been scattered everywhere were gone.

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The table is a table, the chair is a chair.

While Du Yexiao lay peacefully on the army cot, covered with blankets.

That's strange.

Yang Yin muttered in some surprise, "When did Zhao Ersi become so clever that he knows to tidy up"problems began at this point. After killing Xi Yanbing and destroying all traces, he fled from Shuangfeng Valley that dark night.When the long night was over and dawn broke, Jiang Mengxiong descended...