After a few blizzards, the weather in the south warmed up slightly, the clouds dissipated, and the long-lost sun showed its head.

...

Sun Fugui hummed a little song and put the quilt in the yard, and Xia Feng, who had just come back from a morning run, was very dissatisfied when he saw this.

"Hey, hey, this is the prop that Xiao Ye gave me to practice swords, why did you dry the quilt."

Sun Fugui smiled.

"Come on, Brother Feng, you haven't practiced for a few days, if I hadn't stopped it last time, Snow Monster No. 4 would have been used as firewood."

"Well...."

Xia Feng was speechless, indeed, with his current realm, there was no need to practice this kind of basic incense and water droplets.

"Okay, then let's dismantle it, or let Xiao Ye modify it and turn it into a drying rack."

Snow Monster Four poked its head out with a carton of milk in its mouth.

"You don't need to trouble Xiao Ye for this kind of thing, I can, didn't I say it before, I was the representative of the handicraft class when I was in elementary school."

....

The lobby of the barbecue restaurant.

Ifrit stared at the owl in the birdcage with her chin pinched.

"Xiao Mo, why are you sleeping again."

Ah Guang, who was passing by, laughed.

"Xiao Mo hibernates, and it won't wake up until spring."

Ifrit was not fooled.

"Cut, deceive, Xiao Mo can't hibernate, only the little windmill can hibernat, I've learned it all at the Royal Academy."

"Yo, yes, this learning is not in vain."

Ifrit turned her head and continued to stare at Xiao Mo in the birdcage, the silhouette, the feathers, gradually overlapping with someone in her memory.

An inexplicable emotion lingered in her heart, and this emotion was called longing.

....

After Xia Feng came back, soon, everyone knew about the fact that he had become a level 3 noble.

Now that the Liet family has been stripped of his title of nobility, he is the only nobleman in Happi City.

Although it is only a level 3 noble, this gold content can be understood by even a fool.

The light manganese mine area is back in operation, a large number of infected people are employed, and taking advantage of the tax exemption for one month, Xia Feng is going to die.

Morning.

The mayor of Harpy City and the chief of the security bureau came to the Kilt neighborhood together, and they flattered him, although he and Xia Feng were already old acquaintances, but the procedure to go through still had to be followed.

The local aristocracy has the right and duty to replace the royal overseer, and the relationship between the local officials and the nobility is like that of the police and the police inspector, I can't order you, but I can make your little report.

The mayor of Harpy City is older than his second uncle, and even his beard is white, but he still treats Xia Feng as a brother.

"Brother Xia Feng, you are really young and promising, I saw it at the beginning, you will definitely do a great career."

The chief of the guard and Xia Feng are also old acquaintances.

"Xia Feng, although brother and I are a few years older than you, if you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Feng, Brother Feng, I found out in the Eastern District before, you are a natural noble."

Xia Feng didn't have any interest in this kind of hypocritical scene, and just replied with a smile.

"You're welcome, we will all be our own people in the future, and we will communicate with each other about something."

After a few words, Xia Feng didn't even arrange lunch, and directly asked Ah Guang to send off the guests.

...

Of course, it's not that he's inflated, it's that he understands that this is just the beginning.

As he expected, in the afternoon, the mayor of Notting City and a large number of officials arrived in a long convoy, and they were joined by the south wind.

Notting City is one of the few large cities in the south, and it is also the base of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce, and even Harpy City is under the jurisdiction of Notting City, so the mayor's face still has to be given.

Xia Feng warmly received a group of sycophants, and held a banquet in the royal dining mansion to feed this group of pot-bellied guys.

It was busy until the afternoon, and this wave was dismissed.

Of course, it's not over yet.

In the evening, four more people came to the door with various high-end gift boxes.

The men were richly dressed and had servants and guards with them outside the door.

Xia Feng, who was just about to practice his sword, immediately came out when he saw this, and looked at these uninvited guys and wondered.

"Who are you?"

One of the chubby men in a fur coat had a standard smirk on his face.

"Hello Lord Xia Feng, we are all nobles from various medium-sized cities in the south, I am a level 3 nobleman from Bada City, my name is Luerko."

After talking about Xia Feng carefully, I realized that these people were all nobles, and the lowest level was also a level 3 nobleman who was on the same level as him, and there were even level 2 nobles.

....

In Victoria, the nobility also had circles that belonged to the nobility, just like the classes of a school.

Those who like to study form a circle, those who like games form one, those who like sports, like to eat, and even those who like autism if they don't like anything also have a self-closing circle.

If there is a transfer student in the class at this time, then according to his performance, you can see what circle he belongs to, and as a member of this circle, he must want to win him over and join him.

Obviously, these nobles who found Xia Feng were the legendary "moth-eaten circles".

Because the fiefs were in the south, far from the imperial power, they took advantage of the privileges of the nobility and often did some painless but somewhat immoral deeds.

For example, making and selling counterfeits, cooperating with local gangs to abduct and deceive, privately setting up highway toll booths, and making things difficult for businessmen.

Since they are in this circle, of course they know what Xia Feng started on, to put it bluntly, in their eyes, Xia Feng is a fighter in the "moth".

....

Several people sat on the sofa in the lobby of the barbecue restaurant, and one of the fat men smiled obscenely.

"Brother Xia Feng, everyone earns money together, the south is so big, only when you join forces can you get ahead."

After listening to these people's words, Xia Feng's polite smile had disappeared.

Black Feather is indeed a gangster, but for these "businesses" they mentioned, to be honest, Xia Feng will never touch it.

One is that it is not of sufficient grade, and the other is that he never does anything that harms ordinary people, and he only pits those high-ranking officials, wealth, and royal money.

Although Black Feather smuggles, he never sells fakes, and although he plunders source stones, he kills equally greedy people in the natural disaster area.

Of course, this is not very noble, gangsters are gangsters, but some principles are deeply ingrained.

...

Facing the chattering of several aristocratic lords, Xia Feng directly interrupted.

"A few people, it's not early, let's talk about this today, a few people who have come from afar haven't eaten yet, Ah Guang, take a few noble lords to eat a bowl of noodles."

"Okay."

Several people looked at each other.

"Brother Xia Feng, we haven't talked about this business yet, whether you can join or not, we can cooperate..."

Xia Feng stood up from the couch.

"I'll think about it, I received a lot of people today, I'm a little tired, if there is a project that can be cooperated, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible, you can leave a phone number."

Xia Feng's attitude towards sending off guests was already obvious, and these people could only helplessly leave their private phone numbers and leave the barbecue restaurant.

After these people left, the barbecue restaurant finally quieted down.

"Sla!"

Xia Feng picked up the paper with the phone on the coffee table, tore it to pieces with an expressionless face, and threw it into the trash.

...

The rats in the sewers will never see what the forest looks like through the eyes of the lion king.