The Fireworks, the Hongmen Banquet

Chen Ling'er had just stepped out of the room when she looked up at the sky.

Seeing the fireworks that scattered in an instant, she clearly froze for a moment before asking, "That fast?"

Wang Xian shook his head. "It hasn't started yet. That should be the army outside the city entering, taking control of the four city gates, and sending a signal to the City Lord."

Chen Ling'er let out an "Oh!"

Then she asked, "In that case, where are you going to watch the excitement?"

After washing up, Wang Xian thought for a moment and said, "Stay home and watch the two of them. Don't open the door for anyone. I've already activated the grand formation!"

Chen Ling'er replied, "All right! You be careful too."

Wang Xian smiled. "I'll take a look outside the Great General's residence first. If he goes to the City Lord's residence later, I'll follow him and watch the excitement!"

Chen Ling'er clapped her hands. "Today's weather..."

Wang Xian, who had already reached the courtyard gate, smiled. "The spring wind is howling—a perfect day for killing. Come over and shut the gate!"

Holy crap!

Only then did Chen Ling'er remember that the man before her was a genuine God of Death.

Dressed in blue, he somewhat resembled the sky's expression. Neither angry nor pleased, he made it impossible for anyone to read the heavens' intentions.

After leaving the alley, Wang Xian stood in the shadow beneath a tree opposite the Great General's residence.

If one did not look closely, no one would have known that, so early in the morning, someone was already waiting outside the Great General's residence to watch the excitement.

The hour of Chen.

A swift horse thundered down the long street and arrived outside the Great General's residence.

Nangong Long,