Zhao Chuanyan accompanied the slender-eyed man and deliberately maintained a distance of about half a step from the man.

Jiang Feng subconsciously looked at the man.

The slender-eyed man and Zhao Chuanyan clearly saw Jiang Feng and the others. However, the two of them did not greet Jiang Feng and the others. They did not even have the mood to stop and mock them.

Sometimes, ignoring someone from the depths of one’s heart was the greatest mockery. .

The man’s head was raised high as he strode into the entrance of the Xuanlong Hotel.

Jiang Feng whispered to Zhao Zifeng beside him, “Old Zhao, the person who entered the hotel with your uncle just now is …”

“Chief Police Officer Xue Shifeng is the number one person in the Central North Island Police Department.”

Zhao Zifeng furrowed his brows tightly, and his expression was extremely ugly.

Zhao Chuanyan was Zhao Zifeng’s biological eldest uncle. He had previously challenged Yan Xuanlong in public, but after being ruthlessly humiliated by Yan Xuanlong, he was expelled from the military headquarters.

Logically speaking, he shouldn’t have come to the banquet organized by Yan Xuanlong again.

But now that Zhao Chuanyan had arrived, not to mention whether Zhao Chuanyan dared to do anything excessive at the reception, even if he didn’t do anything. The act of him entering the banquet was also a provocation to Yan Xuanlong.

Zhao Zifeng had always been appreciated by Yan Xuanlong since he joined the army, and he was grateful to Yan Xuanlong.

Therefore, for Zhao Zifeng, loyalty to Yan Xuanlong was loyalty, and respect to Zhao Chuanyan was filial piety. How to be loyal and filial was definitely a difficult matter.

Jiang Feng could clearly see Zhao Zifeng’s dilemma. He patted Zhao Zifeng on the shoulder and said, “Old Zhao, don’t think too much. Your uncle didn’t give you any hints before he wanted to contradict General Yan. This in itself is unreasonable.”

Therefore, I guess your uncle might not know who will win this battle between the Xue Clan and the Yan Clan.

Although he chose Xue Shifeng himself, he still hopes that you can stay by General Yan’s side and leave some room for the Zhao Clan to advance and retreat. ”

“This” Zhao Zifeng looked at Jiang Feng in surprise. He thought about Jiang Feng’s words carefully and felt that it was very likely that this was his uncle’s true thoughts.

Zhao Zifeng nodded slightly, and his frowned brows relaxed.

“Thank you, Jiang Feng. Let’s go in.”

Jiang Feng smiled and the three of them walked into the Profound Dragon Hotel together.

The Xuanlong Hotel was not open to the public today. When Jiang Feng and the others entered the hotel lobby, the interior staff of the Military Department were personally guarding the lobby.

The internal affairs officers of the military were all trained by Yan Xuanlong’s personal bodyguard, Song Que, so Song Que was also in the lobby of the hotel.

Jiang Feng, Zhao Zifeng, and Ye Fengtian approached, and Song Que immediately greeted them with a smile.

Jiang Feng and Zhao Zifeng bowed slightly to Song Que and shouted, “Mr. Song.”

Song Que said, “Hurry up and go in. The reception will begin soon.”

After Song Que finished speaking to Jiang Feng and Zhao Zifeng, his gaze shifted to Ye Fengtian. Ye Fengtian smiled and didn’t say anything. Song Que took the initiative to say to Ye Fengtian, “Big Brother Ye, long time no see.”

“Big Brother Ye?”

Jiang Feng’s heart skipped a beat. He didn’t expect that Song Que and Ye Fengtian would actually know each other. Furthermore, they had known each other for quite some time, and their friendship was not shallow.

Ye Fengtian was once a court swordsman of the Jun Yu Imperial Clan. Jiang Feng naturally couldn’t help but wonder if Song Que was also a court swordsman of the Jun Yu Imperial Clan.

However, this speculation in Jiang Feng’s heart was immediately dispelled. Firstly, Song Que was good at using swords, not swords. Secondly, in Jiang Feng’s memories, there was no such person as Song Que among the court swordsmen.

Ye Fengtian looked at Song Que and nodded. He glanced at Jiang Feng and said, “In the future, we can meet often. I will stay in Central North Continent to help Jiang Feng. If I have the chance, I will arrange to go to Featherfall Sword Pavilion for two more moves.”

Featherfall Sword Pavilion!

Jiang Feng’s eyes flashed with a bright light, but very quickly, he carefully concealed the astonishment he revealed.

Song Que glanced at Jiang Feng seemingly unintentionally, but Jiang Feng was keenly aware of Song Que’s gaze, which was slightly trembling.

Because of this trace, Jiang Feng carefully sized up Song Que.

Sure enough, Song Que held his hands tightly behind his back. The slight tremor had already exposed Song Que’s excitement.

How could the Featherfall Sword Pavilion be a place to exchange moves? That was the place where Jiang Feng had received the guidance of the swordsmen of the court when he was still Jun Yuyuluo.

Ye Fengtian naturally wouldn’t casually mention the Featherfall Sword Pavilion in front of Jiang Feng.

Therefore, there was only one reasonable explanation. Song Que was once a court swordsman of the Jun Yu Imperial Clan!

Although the short conversation between Song Que and Ye Fengtian stirred up a huge ripple in Jiang Feng’s heart, all of this happened in a flash. On the surface, no one showed anything too obvious.

Song Que nodded to Ye Fengtian, “Alright, it’s very difficult for me to find an opponent like Big Brother Ye in the Eastern Region City. If you are willing to teach me, I can’t wait.”

“Alright, then it’s settled. It’s about time. Let’s go to the reception first and contact each other another day.”

“Contact me another day.” Song Que replied.

Ye Fengtian looked at Jiang Feng and said, “Let’s go.”

Jiang Feng gave Song Que a faint hug and said, “Goodbye, Mr. Song.”

Jiang Feng’s punch was very exquisite. His left hand formed a fist and his right hand formed a sword finger. The sword finger covered the middle finger of his left fist.

Normally, no one could tell what this movement was, but Song Que could clearly see it.

Song Que replied with the exact same action, but he didn’t say anything.

As for this matter, Jiang Feng was completely certain. Song Que must have come from the Imperial Court. As for whether he was a court swordsman or not, he had to find Ye Fengtian to confirm it.

Ye Fengtian, Jiang Feng, and Zhao Zifeng walked into the reception hall.

The entrance to the venue was pushed open, and the entire venue was already filled with people.

It wasn’t surprising that the banquet was so lively. After all, not only did all the officers of the Military Department attend the banquet, there were also the disciples of the various nobles from the Eastern Region, and even the nobles who had rushed over when they heard the news.

After all, this reception was for Sormina.

Sormina, the biological daughter of Speaker Saul, the uncrowned princess of Shenge Civilization.

Who doesn’t want to curry favor with her?

Especially those aristocratic children who were still single in the Central North Continent. They had long since found out that Sormina had yet to get engaged, and it was even said that she did not even have a sweetheart.

If he could win Miss Solmina’s favor at the reception, would he be far from becoming successful?