Xu Ling had seen the reorganization of Jiangbei Camp and witnessed the battlefield along both sides of Jiangnan. As he was about to refute, Chang Geng first raised his hand to stop him.

Chang Geng: "If there is really no way to survive, why should Brother Sun wait here for us?"

Boss Sun: "I am respectfully waiting here, because I only wanted to see if the imperial officials in the court would truly be worth anything or not. If you are the type who only sits above others, rats and snakes in the same den, then even if we must face the gunfire of the Jiangbei Camp, we would still be willing to bet our lives and battle to the end! I just don't know if you would dare to come — I cannot bring a wolf inside our home. If you wish to investigate, you can take this pretty boy and follow me, leaving all the dogs that follow you behind."

Xu Ling: "Your Highness, you must not!"

Chang Geng laughed and said, "I cannot ask for more, please."

Boss Sun puts his hands together: "This way."

After he finished, he took the lead in stepping out. He suddenly turned back and looked at the plaque carved by His Highness Yan Wang for the pub where the human meat steamed buns were sold. The old bandit's face finally moved, on it was carved simply the four words — 'Thousand Years of Justice'.

If someone saw the ‘Yan Wang’ in the Liangjiang governor’s manor at this time, they would certainly be startled.

The ‘Yan Wang’ that was graceful in front of others, as soon as the door was closed, instantly became a blockhead showing off his appearance. It was none other than Cao Chun Hua and his extraordinary disguise.

Governor Yang treated them quite well. The room was graceful and luxurious. There were several small objects burning Ziliujin and a Western mirror in the interior as tall as a person, an entire body could be seen while standing in front of it. Only then did ‘Yan Wang’, who just now stood outside like a pine tree, quirk his hips and sway in, twisting his long legs into a strand. Standing in front of the Western mirror, he looked left and right, winking, raising his eyebrows for about a moment and holding his face, seeming to not have enough no matter how long he looked.

‘Xu Ling’ at the side resembled a wooden man, and lowering his eyes, there was no telling whether he had truly become wooden or not. He did not look at the other man.

‘Yan Wang’ sighed and complimented incessantly, "There's no need to mention anything else, just my big brother's face alone, I cannot have enough no matter how much I touch."

‘Xu Ling’ sneered, "Go touch the real thing if you have the courage."