"I heard there was trouble over on North Street some time ago. People fought in Hexiang Tower, hurt quite a few, and at least three died! The authorities came several times."
"Hexiang Tower? The one that became famous for selling Hexiang Meat?"
"That's the one. They say quite a few small factions and gangs are all looking for something called the Heaven Selection Record. Who knows what it is, to draw so much attention?"
"When has this city ever lacked such incidents? More importantly, another expert from Wu State has come. A saber wielder named Meng Yupeng set up an arena in the west of the city to challenge the folk masters of our great Yuan Nation. Quite a few people have gone up these past few days, but not one has won."
"Last time, Chen Gong came, along with someone called the Blood-Soaked Sword. Why are these Wu State people coming wave after wave?"
In the south of Weifang City, atop a teahouse.
Wei He sipped tea as he listened to the idle chatter of the surrounding patrons.
The matter involving the Song Shixiong brothers had also become fodder for their after-meal conversation.
However, it was soon drowned out by other matters. Weifang City was a commercial hub, with a constant stream of people coming and going. Naturally, it brought with it countless rumors, gossip, and strange tales.
For the matter of Song Shixiong and Wang Zui to persist for several days was already quite impressive.
Wei He ate tea snacks without paying it much mind.
He was still considering the deal with Palace Mistress Wanfei, Xia Linghua.
He had agreed to the deal. He needed to formulate a special poison for Wanfei Palace, one suited to its style and needs.
This poison had been named Flower Non-Flower. Xia