Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Because Qiao Feng was older, he was the eldest brother, while Murong Fu was the younger brother.

In Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and even in the entire series of Jin Yong's martial arts novels, his favorite character is Qiao Feng, so he has no psychological barrier to calling him "elder brother".

At this moment, he looked at Qiao Feng's interface again.

Name: Qiao Feng

【Favourability: 91】

They've reached an extremely high level; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them life-and-death friends.

Qiao Feng was overjoyed to become sworn brothers with Murong Fu, and ordered the bartender to bring another twenty catties of wine, as he wanted to drink with his brothers until they were completely drunk.

Murong Fu did not refuse, but ordered some braised chicken feet, duck wings, edamame, peanuts and other delicacies to accompany his wine.

After the two finished another large bowl of wine, Qiao Feng felt that since his followers had doubts about the Murong brothers, he should speak frankly and resolve the conflict in time, so as not to let the real culprit escape.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I should have been dealing with the Khitan barbarians in the north, but a major incident occurred within the gang, forcing me to return to the Central Plains to handle it."

"Was Ma Dayuan, the vice leader of the Beggars' Sect, murdered by a villain?"

Qiao Feng was somewhat surprised that Murong Fu knew about it, but then he thought that the Beggars' Sect was the largest sect in the world, and in order to find the murderer, the news had spread to every disciple, so naturally everyone knew about it.

Murong Fu continued:

"Our Murong family has a long history and naturally has its own sources of intelligence. Moreover, I am aware that some people within my brother's gang suspect that I was the one who did it."

So, besides me, are there any other suspects at the moment?

Before Qiao Feng could speak, A'Zhu interrupted, "Well, you're something else! My young master invited you for drinks and even called you his elder brother, yet you dare to doubt him without any evidence."

We've been in Yanziwu for the past few months, heading to Dali. We've never seen anyone from your Beggars' Sect. Don't make baseless accusations!

A'Zhu was already dissatisfied with this rough and clumsy man being her young master's elder brother.

But considering he's in his thirties, compared to my handsome young master, he'd be more like an uncle than an older brother. Given his age, it's probably acceptable to respect him as an elder.

Unexpectedly, the other party pinned the murder on their young master.

A'Zhu had been organizing intelligence for Murong Fu in Yanziwu. In the martial arts world, headless cases and wrongful accusations were common, and she had also heard of cases where the young master had been wrongly accused.

A'Zhu was unhappy about that. Her young master was busy every day, focused on restoring the kingdom. When he was free, he would do things with his sister and A'Zhu. He had no time to kill any cats or dogs.

Today, the leader of this filthy young master is sitting at the same table, and I even poured him wine. How could A'Zhu not be furious?!

"Hey—Ah Zhu, that's not what Brother meant," Murong Fu interrupted, also trying to appease him.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng raised his hand, wanting to deny it, and also to cover his shame. His gang had no evidence to suspect Murong Fu, and the news had leaked out. As the gang leader and the eldest brother, he felt he was in the wrong. He drank another bowl of wine and said:

"My dear brother, these are all baseless rumors. Although we have only just met today, I know that you are an upright gentleman and a hero."

"Of course I wouldn't do such a despicable thing. My foolish brother has failed in managing his subordinates; I'll punish myself with three bowls of wine!"

Azhu watched him gulp down his wine, then laughed and said:

"Young master, you just said you like to drink, and now you're saying you'll punish yourself by drinking three bowls."

Are these three bowls a reward or a punishment?

Murong Fu tapped A'Zhu on the head with his fan.

"Naughty!"

Qiao Feng laughed and then said, "This young lady is right. My inability to distinguish between rewards and punishments is indeed somewhat amusing."

May I ask your name?

"What is your full name? You should say your given name, young lady."

My name is A'Zhu, and I am your maidservant, but soon I will be your wife.

Murong Fu also took out a wedding invitation from his pocket, went to the counter to get the shopkeeper's pen, wrote the four words "Brother Qiao Feng" and handed it to Qiao Feng.

Knowing the journey was long, Murong Fu had taken several blank wedding invitations with his name on them as a backup, which he could now use to invite Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was overjoyed after receiving the wedding invitation. He never expected to be able to attend his brother's wedding banquet by chance, and he also learned that Miss A'Zhu was his brother's maid. However, the Murong brothers were willing to let her be their lawfully wedded wife. This was truly extraordinary and incredibly open-minded.

Ordinary wealthy men don't treat their maids as human beings; beatings and scoldings are commonplace. Making them concubines is considered a favor, and they might even make them entertain guests.

Qiao Feng had always despised such behavior.

His opinion of Murong Fu rose even higher, and he felt that his brother was indeed an extraordinary man.

"Good brother, I see there's still some time before your wedding. Regardless of whether my current matters are resolved, I will definitely come to congratulate you when the time comes, and we'll drink to our hearts' content!"

"Brother, if you're referring to Vice Chief Ma's affairs, I actually know a little about it..."

Qiao Feng was naturally overjoyed to hear that there was a clue.

He knew that the Murong family was a renowned martial arts family, quite famous in the Central Plains martial arts world, and that Murong Fu had just mentioned that the family had intelligence sources and might possess inside information he didn't know. So he quickly said:

"Brother, do you have any clues? Do you know who the murderer is?"

"Brother, I only have some guesses right now, and I won't reveal them before I verify them. After all, some guesses might ruin someone's reputation if they are said out casually."

First, let me ask, who was Vice Chief Ma in contact with before his death?

According to his wife, he has not been in contact with any outsiders; recently he has only been in contact with the elders and disciples of the gang.

"Who are the people that Deputy Chief Ma usually interacts with most?"

"Well... I don't usually interact very closely with Brother Da Yuan. It's mostly business. In private... besides his wife, I guess it's Elder Bai, Chief Quan, and Chief Wang."

"Where are they now?"

"Because of the news of Brother Ma's death... we are all near Xinyang now. Brother Ma has an old house in the countryside of Xinyang, which has always served as a contact point for our Beggars' Clan. If we need to gather, we should all be able to gather at the old house tomorrow."

"Well, let's do it tomorrow then. First, let's see if we can verify my clues and find the real culprit. Second, it can also clear the stain on my reputation as the Murong family of Gusu."

I am aware that things have been rather turbulent in the martial world lately, and many unsolved cases have been pinned on my shoulders. My trip out this time is not only to deliver invitations to A-Zhu's relatives, but also to resolve this matter.

Murong Fu thought to himself, 'I can at least watch the drama unfold.'

And this time, we'll fan the flames, skipping all the twists and turns, and just enjoy the drama to the fullest.

Having made their point clear, the two naturally resumed their drinking and toasting.

Late at night, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu brought wine into the room and continued to discuss current affairs until they fell asleep side by side.

Meanwhile, A-Zhu, lying in bed next door, faintly heard the two people's voices, pouted, and was not happy.

"Hmph, what's so great about this Qiao Feng? He won't even come back to keep me company when he's around..."

During the month the two were away, this was the first time A-Zhu was left alone in her room.