C37 (2/2)
The window was opened by someone. A figure quietly snuck in like a leopard cat. He was tall, and his entire body was wrapped in black clothing.
”Young Master, it is fortunate that Little Wu did not fail his mission!”
The black clothed man respectfully handed a small black clothed man to Fang Ziwen. Fang Ziwen found it hard to suppress his excitement, and his hands trembled as he received the box. He gently opened it, and even his breathing froze.
A faint red light appeared within the box. This was clearly the Fang family's precious heirloom, the Blood Essence!
”Thanks for your trouble, Little Wu!”
Fang Ziwen closed the lid and handed a bank card to the man in black. ”There are two million inside. I've said it before, I won't treat you unfairly!”
The man in black took off his mask. It was Xiao Wu, who was with Rosen and the others!
Xiao Wu took the bank card. A trace of greed flashed across Mu Na's eyes.
”It's all thanks to Young Master's planning. Every single move of Fang Zishu cannot escape your control. Only then will Little Wu have the chance to obtain the Blood Essence!”
”Hehe, that guy is cunning. It's not that I've been secretly sending people to follow him. It's not easy to get the blood essence back!”
Fang Ziwen smiled in satisfaction, gently stroking the box with an arrogant and complacent look on his face. As the intelligent grandson of the Fang family's Tian Zi, the blood essence had been taken away by that fool, which he couldn't accept no matter what!
”Right, what's the situation with that guy?”
”Reporting to Young Noble, when I came, I went to see the Flying Spring Mountain. That guy was sitting on a rock in front of the temple with a silly smile. Rosen used quite a bit of strength, could it be that he had beaten him silly?”
”Eh?”
Fang Ziwen nodded thoughtfully. ”Regardless of whether he's playing dumb or not, he's still a descendant of my Fang family, so think of a way to inform the people in the county and try to make arrangements for his future life. Oh right, we have to closely follow Rosen's whereabouts.
”Understood!”
Xiao Wu respectfully nodded his head, but his body couldn't help but shiver. ”Does Young Noble have any other orders?”
Fang Ziwen hesitated for a moment before saying, ”Return to Feiquan Mountain immediately. Before I get there, remember not to let Fang Zhoushu die!”
”Understood!” I'll go deal with it right now! ”
Xiao Wu's figure disappeared and the room once again fell into a deathly silence. Fang Ziwen opened the box and gently caressed the blood essence. The red light of the blood essence shined upon Fang Ziwen's face, making him look especially malevolent and terrifying.
”Little brother, don't blame me for this. Big brother is the next heir to the Fang family. As the successor, how can I not have a Blood Essence?”
”Grandfather is too biased, I'll give you all the treasures, but doesn't he know that your intelligence is naturally lacking?”
The children's temple on the Flying Spring Mountain had been abandoned for a long time. It had been deserted for more than ten years, but it had become the playground for all kinds of small animals. There were even some precious herbs hidden deep in the mountains.
The grass next to the temple was suddenly parted, and a young girl carrying a basket came out. Although she was dressed simply, she was handsome and had a natural and free temperament to her every frown and smile.
Feng Xiaoxiao was very satisfied with today's harvest. She looked at the herbs in the basket and thought that she could sell them for a few hundred dollars no matter what.
Just as she was secretly happy, a sound came from the grass, startling her. She carefully got up to see that it was a young man with tattered clothes and messy hair. He was sitting on a stone in front of the temple, mumbling something to himself.
”Hey!” ”Who are you!”
Feng Xiaoxiao dared to ask, but the young man completely ignored her, and continued to immerse himself in his own world. Feng Xiaoxiao looked closer, and although the young man's clothes were tattered and his face was covered in filth, she could not conceal the heroic aura between his eyebrows.
”Could he be a fool?”
Feng Xiaoxiao had been walking in the forest for a long time, and she had also learned medicine from an old Chinese doctor. The young man's eyes were dull, and his expression dazed. He was clearly a fool.
Feng Xiaoxiao really wanted to leave, but the young man's handsome face seemed to have a magic to it.
”Sigh, forget it, consider it my bad luck!”
Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips, ”Hey, what's your name? How long have you been here? Will you come back with me? You'll be eaten by wolves! ”
The young man continued to stare off into the distance, completely ignoring Feng Siniang's words.
”Aiyah, I'm leaving!”
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, and pulled the young man along as they walked up and down. The young man was quite obedient, and he just obediently followed her.