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Must have, nothing else.

Wu Jiu hadn't had time to be surprised, but Qi Hou suddenly narrowed his eyes, frowned, and his face became gloomy. This change of attitude from a foodie was a bit big, and Wu Jiu didn't react for a while.

He heard Qi Hou shout coldly: "Who is outside!"

As soon as Qi Hou said it, Zhao Jiacai noticed that there was a sound outside, it was the sound of breathing, as if someone was standing there, but Wu Jiu and Feng Shu didn't hear it at all.

With a sound of "Wow!", the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and a black figure rushed in from the outside, and Ziqing immediately "chucked!" and pulled out his sword.

It's just that before his saber was fully drawn, he felt a gust of wind, and then there was a crisp sound of "啪!!", Ziqing's saber was lightly hit, and it was suddenly retracted into the scabbard.

Ziqing didn't see the person's movement so fast, but the person had already opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse like a file, and he said in a low voice, "I don't mean to offend you, general."

As soon as the man in black opened his mouth, everyone in the room tensed up, it turned out to be Wu Dao!

Wu Dao was still dressed in black guard clothes, without any expression on his face, it seemed that he didn't need to blink or breathe, and he seemed like a puppet without emotional fluctuations.

Wu Jiu looked at Wu Dao secretly, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a... red hickey on his neck, but it was more like a bite than a hickey, and it seemed to be bloodshot.

When Zhao Jia saw it, he immediately stood up, stopped Ziqing who was about to draw his sword again, and cupped his hands and said, "Don't do anything yet... Your Majesty, Duke Qi, Wu Dao is one of our own."

Feng Shu said in surprise: "My own?!"

Wu Jiu raised his eyebrows, looked at Wu Dao, then at Zhao Jia, Zhao Jia immediately said to Wu Dao, "Is there something important?"

Wu Dao hurriedly knelt down, cupped his fists and said, "Young master, I have something very urgent to report."