Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1348 - 773: The Daggers-in-the-Back Handsome Man

Sun Xiaohong didn’t know what the secret was. This girl wasn’t someone who could keep things to herself, otherwise, Li Xunhuan wouldn’t have found it hard to break through, and Sui Yi wouldn’t be so confused.

However, during the time Wang Yuyan, Ah Fei, and Duan Yu were recuperating, the small crowded courtyard suddenly became lively. This was mainly because Qiao Feng and Li Xunhuan were both worried that Murong Fu and his men might have some treacherous plans, so they rarely left the place. Although the courtyard was small, with a pot of wine, a few plates of snacks, and one or two people to drink with, it was more than enough for a man!

Qiao Feng was forthright and generous by nature, while Li Xunhuan, though a scholar, had such charisma that he quickly became a close friend of Qiao Feng. Naturally, the two would often drag Sui Yi along to drink with them.

"Although I, Qiao, have two good brothers, those two kids can’t handle their liquor. One’s shy and timid, while the other’s from the Buddhist Sect and doesn’t like drinking. I can’t have a good time drinking with them. But with Brother Li and Teacher, it’s a different story! Here’s a toast to you first."

Sui Yi watched Qiao Feng down a shot in one gulp once more. Ah, how many times has it been? Every time he spoke, it was followed by a toast. No wonder he’s among the top-ranked heroes in martial arts novels.

Li Xunhuan wasn’t that fond of drinking, just taking a few sips, but his high level of thinking and cultural background made conversations feel engaging. Coupled with the scholarly and resourceful Sui Yi, Qiao Feng felt that the days spent in the courtyard were indeed wonderful.

Especially...

"Miss Xiaohong’s cooking is truly exceptional! This dish is delicious!"

Li Xunhuan laughed, "Xiaohong’s culinary skills are indeed impressive..."

Just as Sun Xiaohong was about to boast, Qiao Feng suddenly said, "If only Ah Zhu were here."

The atmosphere suddenly dulled, as Qiao Feng himself became somewhat lost in thought, and others noticed, leading Li Xunhuan to instinctively think of Lin Shiyin.

At that moment, the two finally realized why they found the other, who seemed nothing like them, so agreeable.

They were both wanderers at the end of the world.

Both had lost their wives, leaving them alone for a lifetime.

Sun Xiaohong was speechless. Why did mentioning my commendation lead the two of you to despair?

And Sui Yi was thinking—have Lin Shiyin and Ah Zhu already died? The current narratives seemed different, making her hesitant to guess further.

"I have a friend who has traveled thousands of miles and searched for decades, just to find that one person’s fading figure from years past. Although I don’t know where the two people in your hearts are, I feel that having someone to yearn for is a good thing. If there’s no one, then this world would be vast and boundless without a path to follow."

While saying this, Sui Yi poured herself a drink. Li Xunhuan and Qiao Feng were silent for a while, and the former said, "In this vast sea of people, I’m not afraid of not finding her. I’m only worried that she’s not here."

Qiao Feng also smiled bitterly.

"Indeed, it can’t be found. Teacher, your friend is rather fortunate. It seems the person he seeks is confirmed to be in this strange place. But for some people... they may not be here."

From Qiao Feng and Li Xunhuan’s perspective, Lin Shiyin and Ah Zhu likely had little chance of reaching the Lost Lands and might still be in the original world.

However, Sui Yi, noticing the appearance of Sun Xiaohong and the others, secretly thought that perhaps even Ah Zhu and the others might be here. The existence of the Lost Lands continued to puzzle her.

It seemed as if an invisible hand had pulled in these key figures, who could influence the fate of the small fragmented world, along with their related characters.

Seeing the atmosphere droop a bit, Sun Xiaohong tried to lighten the mood and said, "Let’s not talk about these ominous things. Did you know, in a few days, it will be the ten-year Shangyuan Lantern Festival in the Lost Lands? I heard that the Sky Asking Tower has already announced the awakening of the Black List ranking battle at the festival to determine the master of this session’s Black List!"

Shangyuan Lantern Festival? Black List ranking battle?

Sui Yi noticed that Qiao Feng and Li Xunhuan both had serious expressions upon hearing this.

"From the beginning, I’ve never understood the point of the Sky Asking Tower holding this kind of ranking."

Qiao Feng: "Actually, if not for the fact that the Sky Asking Tower is full of masters, someone would have long barged in to question if the Sky Asking Tower is the mastermind controlling this strange place. But over the years, the Sky Asking Tower has stood tall, causing generations to lose their spirit."

The undeniable power of the Sky Asking Tower had become the habitual thinking of all masters in the Lost Lands. For people like Qiao Feng and Li Xunhuan, who were relatively new, they weren’t yet accustomed to this world and hadn’t relinquished their sense of autonomy.

"I once encountered a master whose abilities surpassed even ours back then. How majestic he was! After a hundred years, still alive, yet worse than dead," Qiao Feng clenched his fist and said: "I’d rather die in battle than live out such a wretched existence. This is precisely why the Black List duel draws the world’s masters like moths to a flame."