The oil on the pig’s head had condensed in the cold September wind in the north, and it looked like a thin layer of white frost.

Li Yanbei said: “The Four Swordsmen of Tianmen happened to be eating dumplings there at the time, so they asked him why he sighed, and the honest monk told him the news!”

Of course, there were more people than just the Four Swordsmen of Tianmen who heard about this.

Li Yanbei said: “Except for the Honest Monk and the Four Swordsmen of Tianmen, there are already four to five hundred martial arts heroes who have rushed to the capital in the past half month!”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the grease on the pig’s head and suddenly felt like vomiting.

Li Yanbei said: “As far as I know, before September 15th, at least three or four hundred martial artists will come here!”

“Among them, there are at least five leaders, ten gang leaders, and twenty to thirty bigwigs!”

“Even the elder Mu Dao Ren from Wudang and the guardian masters from Shaolin have arrived!”

“As long as we can spare some time, no one wants to miss this battle…”

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly slammed the table and sneered, “What do they think of Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng?”

“You think they’re two monkeys doing tricks?”

“You think they’re two stray dogs picking up bones on the road?”

The pig’s head and the roasted meat were shaken so much that they jumped up from the table, then fell down and rolled to the side of the road.

Li Yanbei looked at Lu Xiaofeng in surprise.

He had never seen Lu Xiaofeng so excited.

I also couldn’t understand why Lu Xiaofeng was so angry.

He couldn’t help but ask: “Didn’t you come here to watch this battle?”

Lu Xiaofeng clenched his fists and said, “I just hope I will never see this fight between them.”

Li Yanbei said: “But now that Ye Gucheng is injured, Ximen Chuxue will never fail!”

Lu Xiaofeng said: “It doesn’t matter who wins or loses!”

Li Yanbei asked: “Isn’t Ximen Chuxue your friend?”

Lu Xiaofeng said, “Because he is my friend, I don’t want to see him fighting like a dog for an invisible bone.”

Li Yanbei still didn’t understand: “What are invisible bones?”

Lu Xiaofeng said: “Empty reputation.”

The false reputation in the eyes of others is the invisible flesh and bone.

Lu Xiaofeng sneered, “If he wins this battle, you can take over Du Tongxuan’s territory!”

“Those self-righteous sword masters can also see a wonderful show and find out what tricks and flaws they have in their swordsmanship.”

“But what about him? Hasn’t he already won?”

“But even if he wins, what good will it do?”

“Who else can understand the loneliness and solitude of a winner?”

Li Yanbei finally understood what Lu Xiaofeng meant.

He stared at Lu Xiaofeng quietly for a long time before he slowly said, “They wanted to fight this battle on their own. No one forced them. Of course not. No one in the world can force them to do anything.”

Li Yanbei said: “I am also Ximen Chuxue’s friend. I don’t want him to fight with others, and I don’t want to use him to seize Lao Du’s territory. But if he wants to duel with others, I can’t stop him.”

He stared at Lu Xiaofeng and continued word by word: “Even you can’t stop it!”

Although Lu Xiaofeng was unwilling to admit it, he could not deny it.

Li Yanbei said: “The most important thing is that even they themselves can’t stop it!”

There are many things like this in the world.

As long as a person lives in this world, there are many things he has to do.

It doesn’t matter whether he really wants to do it or not.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed softly and said, “I’m tired, I want to take a hot bath!”

The bath was made of bluestone and the water was very hot.

Lu Xiaofeng soaked himself in the hot water.

Try to relax your limbs.

He really felt very tired, a kind of tiredness and boredom that came from the bottom of his heart.

He would have this feeling every time he accomplished something big or solved a major case.

But it has never been as deep as this time.

Because this time, he felt an unusual crisis, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

Especially the sudden arrival of Zhao Wuxian, Prince Jing of Song Dynasty.

What is his purpose?

Lu Xiaofeng fell into deep thought.