After all, he wasn't the Masked Fool, who just spent all his time looking for fun.
If that twin-tailed brat he knew were here, she would probably already be plotting how to enjoy the show.
While thinking, Wei's peripheral vision casually glanced around, wanting to see if the Cloud Knights had arrived. Then, he saw a familiar figure.
A burly man with a full beard, his old subordinate, and someone who knew his true identity.
In an instant, Wei's expression turned grim.
His current life was quite good, and he didn't want anyone to disturb it.
Coincidentally, this burly man was from the militant faction back then.
Perhaps sensing Wei's gaze, the burly man looked in Wei's direction.
Their eyes met, and the other quickly showed a surprised expression. But soon, he composed himself, only looking at Wei with a fervent gaze, then turned and left.
What was that guy planning to do on Yaoqing Xianzhou?
Wei felt a bit puzzled. He then pulled out a strand of hair. The moment it left his body, the strand of hair drifted in the wind, then slowly floated towards the burly man's direction. Finally, it silently attached itself to the man's clothes.
"What's wrong? Wei, you look a bit grim. Were you injured just now?"
Feixiao, beside him, keenly noticed the change in Wei's expression. She immediately said with concern, and even patted Wei's body, fearing he might have been hurt in the recent incident.
"Nothing, I'm just a little worried. At such a critical juncture for this celebration, there are thugs committing crimes on the streets of Changle Sky. This is not a good omen."
Looking at Feixiao's concerned gaze, Wei shook his head.
This girl probably forgot his identity as a Pathstrider of Abundance of Abundance. According to the game's positioning, he should be a healer with super strong survival abilities. She's just worried sick.
"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine."
Feixiao held Wei's arm and nodded: "But, you actually care about Xianzhou matters? Logically, this isn't something you should be concerned about, is it?"
"It's where we live, after all. If things get chaotic here, our lives will be affected, won't they?"
Wei shrugged. His wife worked at the Sky-Faring Commission. If Xianzhou's safety was compromised, wouldn't his wife be the first to be affected?
"That's true."
Feixiao nodded.
Qingque left, but the two didn't, as they had witnessed the entire incident and still needed to follow proper procedures.
After neatly arranging the three unconscious individuals to one side, Wei and Feixiao chatted idly. Soon, a group of people arrived, led by a pink-haired Fox-person with squinting eyes.
At this moment, Jiaoqiu was also complaining in his heart. He had just returned, and the General had left in a hurry, leaving him alone to deal with those old fogeys.
Those guys were already annoyed with Feixiao's independent ways. After finally dealing with them, now he had to fill in and apprehend the troublesome Disciples of Sanctus Medicus members?
He was already annoyed, and now he was even more annoyed!
If it weren't for the sensitive period before the celebration, this kind of thing wouldn't normally fall to him. But the next moment, upon seeing what was happening ahead, he even opened his squinting eyes.
What did he see? Feixiao was actually holding a man's hand and laughing?
As Feixiao's military doctor, he naturally knew that Feixiao had gotten married a few years ago. He was also very curious about this fierce man who had won Feixiao's heart. However, Feixiao protected Wei very well, strictly forbidding them from disturbing him, and coupled with the fact that only a limited number of Yaoging high-ranking officials knew about Feixiao's marriage, Jiaoqiu hadn't known Wei's appearance for several years.
However, no matter what, he couldn't have imagined that Feixiao, who was so brave in battle, a woman among women, a female among females, and who could make the Abundance Faction wake up in a cold sweat at night, was now acting like an ordinary woman, even holding hands and chatting and laughing?
Jiaoqiu and Feixiao had been together for about thirty years, and he had witnessed her transform from a Borisin war slave to the current General Feixiao. But in these thirty years, he had never seen Feixiao like this.
"Ah, you must be the Cloud Knights. You're finally here. These few thugs from the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus are yours. The rest is up to you. These people weren't defeated by us; the true hero had an urgent matter and already left."
When Feixiao saw Jiaoqiu leading the team, she quickly gave him a meaningful look and spoke quickly, fearing that Jiaoqiu might accidentally blurt out "General."
"I see. Then thank you for your trouble."
Jiaoqiu understood and quickly controlled his expression, returning to his squinting-eyed look.
"Since the matter is resolved, we shall leave."
Waving her hand, Feixiao and Wei left the scene together.
"Lord Jiaoqiu, this might not be according to regulations…"
Beside him, a Cloud Knight said hesitantly.
Normally, they should call Feixiao and Wei back to take a statement, but the Cloud Knight saw that Jiaoqiu hadn't said anything earlier, so he kept quiet.
"It's fine, leave the rest to me."
Jiaoqiu said.
Bring them back for a statement? Feixiao is in such a hurry to go home and accompany her husband. How dare I take up her time? If I had said no just now, Feixiao would probably tear my old bones apart tomorrow...
"Wife, that person just now was so strange, squinting his eyes at people…"
"Alright, alright, maybe he just has small eyes…"
From a distance, Feixiao and Wei's conversation was accidentally overheard by Jiaoqiu, and a pound sign instantly appeared on his forehead.
Not only do I, Jiaoqiu, have small eyes, but I also have a small heart! This matter!!! I'll endure it!
Nonsense, if he didn't endure it, was he going to wait for a chance to settle scores? Feixiao would pluck all his fox fur.
After eating, and with a slight delay on the way, when Wei and Feixiao returned home, the streetlights were already lit. Other places might still be brightly lit, with nightlife just beginning. However, in Chang'an Sky, doors were already shut tight, with wives and children cozy by the warm kang. Some people might have already started their baby-making activities.
"That young lady is going to see General Feixiao tomorrow, huh? I wonder what General Feixiao looks like."
Back home, Wei suddenly felt curious. He had been on Yaoqing Xianzhou for so many years, but he had never seen General Feixiao herself. Yaoqing Xianzhou valued martial arts, and General Feixiao had never appeared in public or participated in any activities to gain prestige. The most common place to hear the name General Feixiao was in the news broadcasts reporting great victories.
"What do you think General Feixiao should look like?"
Looking at Wei, his wife, beside him, said with her eyes curved into crescents.
"I heard she has muscles like watermelons. She must be a very heroic and dashing person?"
Wei said, somewhat uncertainly.
If he were to follow stereotypes, Feixiao should be a fierce and violent maniac. After all, she had chased him so relentlessly back then that he had nowhere to run. If he hadn't been lucky, he might have really met his end there. And the most exaggerated part was that he and the other party had never even directly faced each other on the battlefield.
However, considering his wife was a Feixiao fan, Wei didn't speak so absolutely.
"Heroic and dashing? Is that so?"
Then, Wei saw his wife's long, bluish-white hair, which had always been loose since he knew her, being tied into a neat ponytail with Feixiao's movements. The green tips of her hair swayed gently with her movements, revealing her fair neck. The expression in her eyes also instantly changed from gentle to bold and confident.
"How is it?"
With that, she winked at Wei—
Spirited and charming.
After so many years, it was the first time Wei had seen this posture on his wife's face, as if it were her true nature.
"Oh no, my stew is about to explode…"
Wei suddenly murmured softly.
"What's about to explode? Are you boiling medicine in your pharmacy or something?"
Feixiao looked puzzled.
No, my chicken pot is about to explode...
Wei muttered to himself, but then he picked Feixiao up by the waist.
"Madam, it's late..."