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Su Huayi led the horse and followed the passers-by just now to Wuya Pavilion.

"Oh, I'll tell you, you must have heard those shocking poems written by Lord Zhao.

But you must be confused. Want to know who is the second friend of Hai Baichuan and A in "Toast"?" Jinyi passers-by said:

"That Hai Baichuan is the leader of the Jinghai Gang, one of the three major gangs in Kyoto. That second friend of A is the two elders of Wuya Pavilion. One is kind-hearted and smiling, and the other is, well, there is a scar on his face...

Oh, you must have never seen it. I tell you, the elder with Dao Scar looks scary..."

Su Huayi's pretty face was slightly pale under the veil. She had been running around for days without rest, which made her feel exhausted. However, when she thought of seeing Zhao Wujiang, she felt a little warm and refreshing.

With the nagging of passers-by, she finally learned the whole story about Zhao Wujiang's talent.

Zhao Wujiang drank freely and wrote poems at the Kyoto Gang Conference, showing off his talent and aroused the amazement and admiration of Kyoto people.

These poems were also heard by Su Huayi as she recited them with admiration on her face, making her mind sway.

She didn't expect that Zhao Wujiang not only had a high martial arts talent and a good status, but also had such a unique talent.

As graceful as jade, a talented young man.

Zhao Wujiang's gentle smile appeared in Su Huayi's mind. She couldn't help but smile, but perhaps the smile touched the wound, and she frowned slightly in pain.

Soon, she and passers-by had already arrived at the gate of Wuya Pavilion.

At this moment, the door of Wuya Pavilion was closed and there were a group of people around the door.

Many beautiful women with different beauty brought their servants or brothers to visit Zhao Wujiang. Now they are blocking the gate of Wuya Pavilion, chatting about something.

Su Huayi could feel that with her arrival, many women looked at each other, with hostility in their eyes.

Women know women the best. Yingying and Yanyan, who surrounded the gate of Wuya Pavilion, could see through Su Huayi's slightly frown eyebrows that Su Huayi must be a woman with excellent appearance, which undoubtedly doubled their hostility.

They saw Su Huayi's blood-stained white clothes, and many of them exclaimed.

"She deliberately wore blood clothes, definitely wanted to arouse Lord Zhao's compassion, and she was so scheming!"

"The veil covers her face, which is to deliberately seduce others to want to spy on her face..."

"Hmph, I see that under the veil, there must be a face that cannot be seen..."

"Sisters, who understands it? A scheming woman is really offensive..."

"Hmph, I heard that Lord Zhao has also traveled to the world. Could it be that she wants to use the leadership of horses to build her own identity as a child in the world to get close to Lord Zhao?"

Su Huayi's eyes were filled with evil eyes. She didn't like these hostility, but she was even more shocked by Zhao Wujiang's popularity. When she thought of this, she felt proud.

Zhao Wujiang is already my saint...my man... Su Huayi snorted lightly, her expression was proud. She patted the horse's back, stepped on the outer wall of Wuya Pavilion, her clothes fluttered, and she flew into Wuya Pavilion.

"..." Yingying Yanyan, who was surrounded by the gate of Wuya Pavilion, suddenly became silent when she saw this scene. She was stunned for a moment, and immediately heard noise.

"Li Si, come in quickly!"

"Miss, the villain...can't do light skills..."

"What's the point of asking for you? Ahhhh..."

"Hurry, go get the ladder! I want to go in too, hurry!"

"Pile people's walls, pile people's walls, hurry!"

"Go and get my dad's sledgehammer quickly!"

"Smash it! Break the door and let my sister in! There are only a few things to pay for."

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Su Huayi rushed into Wuya Pavilion. As soon as she landed, she saw two old men on the roof. One looked kind and the other pretended to be kind but had a fierce look.

Jia Ersan and Jia Shijiu glanced at Su Huayi, then moved their eyes away, muttered in their mouths, and didn't know what to say.

Su Huayi clasped her fists and walked towards the inner room with big strodes.

"Zhao Wujiang?" she shouted while walking, forcing her luck just now, making her more tired.

She walked through the corridor and followed the subtle sound toward the study.

At the entrance of the study room, she was stained with blood in white clothes, frowning her eyebrows and pushed open the door of the study room.

There was a person sitting in the room, the man she had been thinking about for the past few days and nights.

"Zhao Wujiang!" Su Huayi roared loudly, and for some reason she roared.

Zhao Wujiang widened his eyes: "Su Huayi?"

"Wujiang? Is this?" Hua Ruyu sat aside and saw a woman covered in white clothes, blood-stained gauze, coming to find Zhao Wujiang, and was puzzled.

"Peace Master..." Su Liangjiu and Su were both good at it. Who is Su Huayi? His surname is Su? Whose family son is heir?

Gu Nanyuan's eyes flashed and her eyebrows frowned.

Su Huayi ignored the rest of the audience and staggered towards Zhao Wujiang. Her veil trembled slightly and blood was oozing. After several days of running around, she finally retaliated against her when she was relaxed.

Zhao Wujiang took two steps at once, hugged Su Huayi's shaking body and said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!