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But ah, Xiao Yue had never left Fang Shaobai's side for more than three days ever since she was young.

And the autumnite?

After going through so much trouble, he still wanted to follow Fang Shaobai and learn something. Although he couldn't accept it anymore, Fang Shaobai still wanted to leave. It made him feel like he was being abandoned, and his heart felt very weak at the moment.

The way the two of them acted naturally affected the mood of the entire courtyard. The Fang family's servants who were used to hearing the laughter coming out from Fang Shaobai's courtyard felt strange. Could it be that something happened to Young Master Fang again?

Fang Shaobai was also an emotional person, she couldn't bear to see the people around him be unhappy. The most important thing in life is to be happy. If you're not happy and I'm not happy and everyone around me is unhappy, then he won't be happy either.

Therefore, Fang Shaobai clenched her teeth, and managed to think of a solution.

He brought Xiao Yue along with him, but Xiao Yue was brought along as Qin Xiaoling's maid. With Qin Xiaoling's status, who among the servants by their side would dare to say anything?

As for the autumnite, they would stay in the Fang family for the time being. Coincidentally, Fang Shaobai had already determined from Diyi Yan that the autumnite had a strong earth attribute talent, so Fang Shaobai got some earth type techniques and techniques from Diyi Yan and passed them down to the autumnite. She herself bought a batch of medicine from the Yunhai Hall and begged Diyi Yan to refine some pills for the autumnite.

Such an arrangement could be considered as being worthy of the autumnite's loyalty. The autumnite was almost moved to tears as well. She patted her chest and guaranteed that while Fang Shaobai was not around, she would definitely help him look after the small courtyard.

In this way, things could be arranged in a perfect way.

After doing all this, it was also about time for Fang Shaobai to leave home. As the information was kept very tightly, other than the people in Fang Shaobai's courtyard, no one else knew that Fang Shaobai was about to leave the Fang family residence.

Three days later, early in the morning, Fang Shaobai walked out of the courtyard and headed towards the Fang family's main hall. Fang Shaobai had already gotten used to it, and looked at this kind of fake humility, her response seemed indifferent.

However, in the eyes of the servants, this sort of indifference was a kind of easiness and assurance. Many people secretly compared Fang Shaobai and Fang Shaofeng in their hearts. The conclusion was self-evident, that the overbearing Second Young Master Fang Shaofeng was on a completely different level when compared to the Eldest Young Master.

Some of them even started to mock Fang Shaofeng secretly: So arrogant, you deserve to lose and lose the face to go back to the Fang family.

This was the reality. The victors did not lack in praises that could add flowers to the flower, creating something from nothing would give you all kinds of praise. Even if they were already in the grave, they didn't need to worry about being quickly forgotten.

One must know that there was a cruel thing in the world called 'Whip Corpses'!

Heh heh, but it seems like these people who always played the part of the beautiful one beside the victors had already forgotten about it. Thinking back to when Fang Shaofeng had obtained power, no matter how arrogant she was, he had always been an exceptional genius in their eyes.

Forget it, forget it.

Anyway, this was Fang Shaobai's era, at least the Fang family no longer had Fang Shaofeng's seat.

When Fang Shaobai walked into the hall, there were only two people inside, there were no servants serving them, it was obvious that they had already retreated.

One of them was Fang Hanxiao, who had appeared in the Fang family, while the other one was an old man with white hair and eyebrows who was sitting opposite to him. The old man was already too old for them to see, but his figure was extremely weird, he was fat and round like a watermelon.

His face was glowing red, and his skin was as tender as a baby's. When Fang Shaobai walked into the main hall, his eyes had been rolling around, scanning Fang Shaobai from head to toe. His appearance instantly made Fang Shaobai think of a character in the books of God Jin from his previous life: Old urchin!