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What Bi Hen valued the most was not this young general's business acumen or the products he had invented, but those weapons. If it wasn't for this, how would he be willing to personally come here and break all ties with this young general?

"Of course there's a chance. Brother Bi Hen would like to invite brother Bi Hen to the banquet tomorrow to help him wash his face. I wonder if brother will have the time to go."

"Since Qingyu has invited him, I will definitely go."

"So it's like this. At noon tomorrow, I'll send someone to fetch my brother."

"No need to trouble yourself, my younger brother. I will go myself. Please don't blame me for bothering you."

Helian Manqiu raised her teacup and took a sip. She called herself "Master" in front of her. This Young Master Bi Hen clearly had an extraordinary identity.

Inadvertently, this Young Master Bi Hen's words and actions revealed a noble aura, a superior gaze. It wasn't intentional, but it was inadvertently revealed.

"Has Qingyu ever thought about visiting the capital and opening a shop there?"

"Right now, Qing Yu is someone who needs to be punished. You can't think too much into it, I don't know what the result will be."

"Great Genius Qing Yu, if the Emperor were to find out about Qing Yu's astounding talent, His Majesty would definitely forgive Qing Yu for his crimes. "Not to mention General Helian Shan would rather die to defend against the foreign invaders. If this matter were to reach the ears of the heavens, His Majesty would definitely bestow grace and pardon the Helian Clan."

Helian Man and Qiuqing sneered. This man was always speaking up for that old guy. Could he be that old guy's son?

"I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"Brother's surname is Huang."

"Is it the Emperor, or is it a golden yellow?"

Her smile was as faint as clouds and as ethereal as it was hard to find. She looked at Bi Hen, but through Bi Hen's face, she was reminiscing about another person. Her beloved brother, the brother who died prematurely, the brother who was killed by someone else, the brother who died miserably!

Bi Hen's heart shook. This young general was extraordinary. He actually asked such a question, but he didn't know if this was intentional or not.

"Huang, Huang. What is his surname?"

A trace of an indescribable smile appeared on Bi Hen's lips. This young general who had never left the military region was unable to recognize him, and he shouldn't know that there were too many of him. Furthermore, his identity couldn't be revealed so easily.

"I heard that Qingyu wants to expand his business, isn't a military state too small? If Qing Yu wishes to do so, I am willing to cooperate with him. I will open a shop in the capital and drive it to every prefecture of the Great Hengkong Empire. "

She didn't know who Bi Hen was. The reason why she was willing to speak nonsense with Bi Hen here was because Bi Hen had the same face as her little brother. It wasn't because of the status or influence that Bi Hen had behind him, nor was it because she wanted to borrow his strength.

There was a feeling that the power behind this young master was not something she could afford to offend.

"Qing Yu is just a young man, how could he dare to have such extravagant hopes? He only wishes to let the military state soldiers and their families eat without worry."

Just now at Fang Yi Cheng's mansion, he had said that he wanted to open a shop in the capital, but Huang Bi Hen had delivered it right to his doorstep. Was it really a coincidence that those words she said at Fang Yi Cheng's mansion were being spread out, or was this Bi Hen gongzi probing for something?

This Young Noble Huang is not simple!

"If Qingyu is willing, I will do as you say. However, you can only give your goods to me to sell."

Like jade, his slender fingers were quietly carrying half a cup of tea. The teacup of blue and white porcelain orchids slightly rotated in Huang Bihen's hand. He leaned against the back of the chair and slightly raised his head, exuding an air of superiority as he faintly looked at Helian Manqiu.

"I promised to give my things to the Fang family for sale. The Fang family did not hesitate to destroy the family and release the trouble by donating military goods many times. This is the repayment from the Fang family."

"It's just the Fang Clan!"

Huang Bihen chuckled. His voice was light like a cool breeze, but it contained a faint sense of domineering contempt.

Helian Man's heart sank. Perhaps she didn't need to be afraid of Huang Bi Hen. Now that she was the young general of the Military Region, she was willing to serve Xuan as her subordinate even though she was a person who deserved to be punished. With Gonggong, even the imperial government could not easily touch her. They had to give her some face.

For the sake of a lonely and helpless youth, he had challenged Gan Yuxuan's dignity. That crafty and scheming old man would never do such a thing.

The old man could only show his gratitude and agreed to give it to Senior Disciple Xuan as a show of his favor to pacify the old man's kindness.

The matter of the law king colluding with the fresh and inferior, but he didn't know if that old man knew, or if he knew nothing. The prince had secretly colluded with the foreign races, was that law king tired of living?

With Duke Ming as an example of the past, how could that Prince of Law dare to risk the world's great rejection of the law, secretly colluding with the inferior races and looking back and forth? She suddenly remembered that after Duke Ming had escaped, he seemed to be connected to a certain low and fresh tribe. He had relied on that low and fresh tribe to escape out of the northern border, saving his life.

Unfortunately, the once noble Emperor of the Great Hengkong Empire was now just a stray dog. It was nothing more than a stray dog living outside the north.

"The Fang family is my little brother, and my little brother is the Fang family. Although the Fang family is the reseller, my little brother gets the benefits. Could it be that big brother wants the Fang family to make a move on me?" "A small merchant from the Fang family shouldn't be seen as such by brother."

"Qing Yu's words are reasonable. A small clan like the Fang Clan cannot even enter my eyes." "When Qing Yu returns tonight, you can think about it carefully. I will pay my respects to Brother Qing Yu tomorrow at noon."

"In that case, little brother will be waiting for brother to arrive. How about we prepare a KFC for him?"

She believed that if Huang Bihen was her younger brother, he would definitely have some reaction when he heard about KFC. That kind of thing was her younger brother's favorite, his favorite for many years.

"What kind of chicken is a kender?"

Huang Bi Hen asked with a smile. The smell of the barbeque meat indeed wafted out of the yard. Although he had not tasted it before, he had smelled it and wanted to try it. He hadn't expected to hear a new name come out of this young general's mouth at this moment.

That type of chicken with a strange name should only be a type of chicken with a special method, he did not place that kind of chicken in his eyes.

He had originally come to the Military Region in person, but had done so in the dark. He had never wanted to see the Helian Family, and he hadn't even wanted to let Jia Yue know about it. In the past few days, he had heard too much about this young general as well as the weapons he had invented.

A gentle smile, a confident smile, appeared on Huang Bi Hen's face. He wanted this young general, but it would be a pity if he did not have such a talent in his hands.

What was even more unfortunate was that he arrived a bit later. Helian Qingyu was now Gan Shuxuan's subordinate and was willing to be protected by him. It would be extremely difficult to snatch him away from Gan Xianxuan. If this young man wanted to, it wasn't impossible. In the end, the Great Hengkong Empire was the royal family's territory, not to mention a small young man.

"If Qing Yu wants to go to the capital and listen to the heavens, it shouldn't be too difficult."

Huang Bi Hen suddenly said these words indifferently, further deepening Helian Manqiu's suspicions towards Huang Bi Hen.

"It's getting late, so I won't bother you. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."

After some probing, Helian Manqiu was a little disappointed. She could not find any loopholes or traces on Huang Bihen's body. She had found something that belonged to her brother.

Clasping his fists in farewell, Huang Bi Hen got up and sent Helian Manqiu to the stairs. The personal guard then lifted the wheelchair and walked down the stairs.

"Master …"

A soft voice entered Helian Manqiu's ears. She lowered her eyes slightly and resisted the urge to turn around to look. She was carried out of the teahouse by her personal guards. At the door just now, she had suddenly heard that extremely soft call from upstairs. She couldn't have heard it wrong. The subordinate of Huang Bihen had addressed Huang Bihen as' my lord '!

"My Lord", this title wasn't something that anyone could bear. No matter how powerful a rich or powerful a business person was, they couldn't afford to be called such a title, and neither could a minister.

Only the royal family, those with titles, could afford such a title.

If it wasn't for the title of First Class Marquis, his subordinates wouldn't dare to call Gan Zhixuan "Lord" and could only use other names to replace them.

In the imperial court, even the highest-ranking officials could not be called 'lord' by their subordinates unless they were conferred the title of dukedom. This was transgression.

That young master was known as Master. Was he really the son of that old man from the capital? No wonder he said so many good things for that old man.

The battle for power since ancient times had been cruel and bloody. There was no way back, nor was there any affection between father and son.

The matter of Duke Ming's attempt to seize the throne had not ended. Because of this matter, the military state was in a crisis, so if that Young Noble Huang Bi Hen was a prince, he wouldn't be so unmoved by the lofty position, right?

But as a noble prince, how could he leave the capital and come to a place like the Military Region?

Was it the old man's idea? Or could it be that this Young Noble Huang had snuck over to inspect his store?

Sneering coldly, this old fellow would never sit around and ignore the rest of the military state. If Huang Bi Hen was a prince, he would never secretly leave the capital without being discovered by this old man. Perhaps this was another move the old fellow had taken, or perhaps Huang Bihen had some other plan. Like King Lu, he had also come for the War Continent.

"Uncle Yi, how many sons do those old fellows in the capital have?"

"Old fellow?" "The young general is asking …"

He didn't know who Helian Manqiu was talking to. He never thought that the Emperor would be referring to that "old man" in Helian Manqiu's words.

"It's that old man from the palace. How many princes are there?"

"Young General, you can't say such outrageous words."

However, his expression changed drastically as he stared at the curtain with an ashen face, as if he wanted to make a big hole in the curtain.

"It's a polite way to call him that. If it wasn't for him, how could the military state be in such a miserable state? How could my father be dead? How could there be heavy casualties?"

Helian Manqiu's tone was cold. There was no hatred in her tone, only coldness. What did she mean by a shudder? He had never thought of it this way. The Emperor was the ruler of a country. He didn't even need a reason to kill anyone. Furthermore, the military region was under the jurisdiction of the Duke Ming himself.

"Young General, your status is different now. Please be careful with your words."

Helian Manqiu's cold laughter came from the curtain of the carriage. In the end, this was an ancient era in a foreign world where the imperial power reigned supreme. How could she have been frightened by her words?