When Zhao Zhu pulled Zhu Wanqi's hand out of Hangzhou Airport, Fan Pian had been waiting for a long time.

  When they met, Fan Pian and Zhao Zhuo hugged each other. Although the two had some minor conflicts in the task world, at the beginning, Fan Pian threw a parachute bag to Zhao Zhuo, and finally, Zhao Zhuo helped Fan Pian complete his last task by giving him an injection. This can be considered a good start and end. As for the experience of Zhao Zhuo intentionally leading the mutant to Fan Pian in the middle, anyone would do the same if they were in their shoes. They wouldn't go out of their way to calculate these things. At least at this point, their relationship was still pretty good, much better than with other people in the group. Moreover, when there were no conflicts of interest, they could still trust each other a bit.

  That's what is called connections, and sometimes the connections in the group are even more useful than those in real society, because the people in the group, as long as they are veterans and still alive, have terrible energy and influence, and due to each person's different reinforcement, a situation where everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses has been created.

  "Sister-in-law is good." Fan Pian and Zhao Zhu finished greeting each other before greeting Zhu Wanqi.

  As this was Zhao Zhu's first time bringing himself to meet friends, facing the title of "sister-in-law", Zhu Wanqi still felt a bit awkward, and at that moment also blushed with shame, looking somewhat constrained.

  Fan saw the situation and also understood in her heart that this woman was probably not a legitimate relationship with Zhao Zhu, otherwise she would not have said such an unscrupulous thing.

  After getting on the car, Fan Pian drove to his tea house in Xihu District. The three people chatted casually in the car. Before long, they arrived at their destination. Zhao Zhu and Fan Pian got off the car first.

  "It's quite interesting to open a tea house here." Zhao Zhu said, looking at the ancient building in front of him. Indeed, with West Lake on one side and the Precious Pagoda on the other, serving famous teas is indeed quite flavorful.

  "Hehe, I used to make some money by myself and then laundered it. To be honest, I bought a teahouse on the West Lake, which is quite tacky and not that interesting. Let's go, the first and second floors are for business, while the third floor has VIP rooms, all decorated by me personally, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

  When the two were talking, Zhu Wanqi had just gotten out of the car, so she didn't hear the words about drug trafficking and money laundering. At this time, Zhao Zhu and Zhu Wanqi followed Fan Pian to the third floor, opened the room, and the furnishings inside indeed had a unique flavor, as if people had entered the boudoir of an ancient woman. In this regard, Fan Pian had indeed put in a lot of thought.

  "It's a bit too feminine, isn't it?" Zhao Zhu teased, "If you don't bring a girlfriend, can a man get used to living here?"

  "A man would be fine too, living here waiting for Bai Niangzi to come knocking at night." Fan Pian also replied with a teasing tone.

  "Zhuozi ge, this room is really beautiful." Zhu Wanqi said, pulling on Zhao Zhu's arm.

  "Uh, you like it, go take a bath first, it's late, get ready to rest, I and he still have some things to talk about, wait for me to come back tonight." Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand and touched Zhu Wanqi's cheek.

  "Alright, you come back early." Zhu Wanqi obediently went into the house.

  "Shall we go down and have some tea or take a walk by West Lake?" Fan asked.

  "Let's go for a walk by West Lake, I want to get some exercise after sitting on the plane."

  ……

  Hangzhou, this city, even in the sweltering heat, always brings a touch of coolness. At night, people strolling around West Lake are not many, but not few either. The vast majority are couples, like Zhao Zhu and Fan Pian, two men walking together, very rare, although not absolutely none, after all, this is an increasingly open era.

  "Some things are really not to be trifled with, I remember when I was a student and came to Hangzhou for the first time, went to see Leifeng Tower, almost didn't choke me to death." Zhao Zhu said with a smile.

  "Haha, that's right. The Leifeng Pagoda is actually just a broken wall now, it's just a pile of broken bricks. What you see now is a modern building made of reinforced concrete, with elevators inside. If they didn't keep playing 'A Thousand Years' in the scenic area, there would be no hint of the original Leifeng Pagoda at all."

  "It's actually easy to understand, why the White Lady was suppressed under the Leifeng Tower and couldn't come out. The reason is simple: because the Leifeng Tower is made of reinforced concrete, the White Lady couldn't rush out from inside."

  "Hahaha... exactly, it's this principle, it's this principle."

  Two men stood by the West Lake in the night color and burst out laughing, as they laughed, Fan Pian took out a wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Zhu.

  "This is a magic card, take a look and see if it fits your hand."

  The wooden box was exquisite, and the box itself seemed to be a work of art. When Zhao Zhu opened it, his face changed involuntarily. Inside was a stack of cards emitting a spiritual energy that moved him deeply. At this moment, Zhao Zhu felt as if his spirit was a magnet, and these cards were resonating with him.

  "This thing seems to be about to recognize its owner." Fan Pian reminded.

  "Oh, is it going to be bloody?"

  "No, it's not that serious, just need you to hold the cards in your hand and imprint your spiritual power on them, should be quick and easy, can't afford to give away treasures that require blood recognition."

  Zhao Zhu nodded, holding the card in his palm, and his spiritual energy began to condense there. At this time, he felt that he had established a connection with those cards, which would actively communicate and recognize his spirit. The union of the two was actually very simple, somewhat like a single man who had been single for many years and a beautiful widow who had lived alone for many years, they clicked immediately.

  At the flicker of a thought, a string of cards flew up and scattered around Zhao Zhu's body, the cards shining with a mysterious glow, this should be a defensive mode, and it seemed to be an active imitation mode.

  Then, Zhao Zhu pointed to a willow tree by the West Lake with his finger. A card suddenly stopped in mid-air and then immediately returned. The distant willow tree split into two after several seconds.

  "It's much more convenient and powerful than a gun, and it consumes very little spiritual energy and willpower." Zhao Zhu was very satisfied. "This gift is a bit heavy."

  "Nothing is heavier than my own life."

  Since everyone says so, Zhao Zhu also stopped being polite and put the card into his own pocket.

  "Alright, you should also go back to accompany your wife." Fan Pian revealed a sly expression, "Tomorrow I'll accompany you to take a good stroll around West Lake."

  "It's late, let's head back."

  Back at the third floor of the tea house, Zhao Zhu opened the door with his room card. However, he froze in place because he saw that sitting on the bed was not his girlfriend Zhu Wanqi, but a woman with long hair wearing a plain cheongsam dress. The woman sat sideways on the bed, her figure indistinct and her face unclear as if shrouded by a layer of fog.

  If it weren't for the jade hairpin on her head, Zhao Zhu would have thought that a female ghost from West Lake had really come to his door, of course, this is also a ghost.

  Perhaps the jade hairpin had already merged with him and become a part of his body, or perhaps it had warned him several times in critical moments. Anyway, he no longer felt the same terror as when he first saw the jade hairpin transform into something else, and instead seemed... somewhat calm.

  When he saw the woman sitting there like that, not even looking at herself, Zhao Zhu also stopped bothering himself and walked directly into the bathroom to take a bath. The decoration in the bathroom was also very elegant, with the bathtub designed in the style of a wooden tub, and various flower petals placed beside it. The walls were painted with pictures of beautiful women. Actually, if a single man were to move in, he would probably be arranged to receive some special services at the tea house, but since Zhao Zhu had brought his female companion with him, there was no need for that.

  Sitting in the bathtub, washing and washing, from the hazy mist of water vapor, Zhao Zhu saw a glimpse of a shadowy figure, it was that cheongsam woman who sat on the edge of the bed earlier. She didn't open the door, but appeared in the bathroom.

  The woman changed into a cheongsam and walked behind Zhao Zhu, who didn't move or show any surprise. Then, he felt an icy hand on his shoulder, starting to massage him.

  Comfortable... really comfortable, because this massage is not acting on the body, but on the soul. At this moment, Zhao Zhu felt that his soul had achieved the greatest relaxation and expansion.