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On the day of the Tianfeng Tea Party, the sky in Zhonghai was very cloudy.

At six o'clock in the morning, the road was closed at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain.

The Jiang family's motorcade was the first to arrive. Several black commercial vehicles were parked outside the first inspection post. Jiang Huaiyuan got out of the car in person and confirmed the list one by one with the person responsible for peripheral sealing and control.

Everyone who goes up the mountain today has passed triple verification.

Personal belongings.

Ordinary guests have long been cancelled, and the media have been kept out.

The external theory is that the Xu family incident involved the security review of the villa, and the tea party was reduced to an internal martial arts exchange.

But anyone who has really walked into Tianfeng Mountain knows that this is not a tea party.

This is a makeshift battlefield.

The Huo family's motorcade arrived later.

Huo Jingyuan was wearing a long black coat today, his hair was tied up, and he looked calm. He was followed by Mr. Qin and the elite of the Huo family.

They are responsible for the defense line on the east side of the villa and the outer perimeter of the terrace.

Further behind are the people from Jinshimen.

Lu Chen walked in the front.

Gray clothes, black knife.

There was still no extra expression on his face.

Ye Shuang followed him, glancing at the closed car behind him from time to time.

Sitting in the car were Jin Wulie and Jiang Yuntian.

Jin Wuyeol's right arm was wrapped in black cloth, with a law enforcement lock on his wrist.

Outsiders couldn't see anything and would just think that the Jinshimen foreign affairs elder was injured.

Only a few people know that there is a sealed human-shaped formation eye hidden in his body.

Jiang Yuntian sat on the other side.

His face was pale, and he was also wearing chains, but the chains were not to imprison him, but to immobilize his meridians as soon as he was affected by the sound underground.

Ye Shuang looked at him with complicated eyes.

Jiang Yuntian forced a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't go crazy today."

Ye Shuang whispered: "You'd better keep your word."

Jiang Yuntian looked out the window at Tianfeng Mountain.

"If I can't do it, let Lu Chen kill me."

Ye Shuang opened her mouth, but did not speak.

Outside the car, Lu Chen seemed to hear it.

He didn't look back, just said calmly: "I will."

Jiang Yuntian smiled bitterly.

"It really doesn't give any comfort at all."

Ye Shuang actually breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that Lu Chen can say this shows that he will indeed keep an eye on Jiang Yuntian.

I will try my best to keep him alive until the last moment.

Xinglin Pavilion’s motorcade arrived last.

When Song Qingshan got off the car, the mountain wind was blowing from the depths of Tianfeng Mountain, carrying a hint of coldness.

He was wearing a black outfit today, with a fake soul jade hidden in his sleeves, and the well mark between his eyebrows was covered with his breath.

Shen Bingxin got off the car with him.

The medicine box is on his body, the silver needle is on his sleeve, and his expression is colder than before.

Jiang Mingzhu is also here.

She didn't wear anything too conspicuous today, just a simple and neat white coat.

It looks ordinary, but in fact, there is a pouch of poison-repelling medicine prepared by Shen Bingxin sewn into the inner lining.

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