Song Qingci could sense the murderous intent, so Zhao Yuanshuo naturally knew it as well.

His expression changed, and he unconsciously sat up straighter. "Why is Third Master angry? Aren't we a family?"

"Bai Ya has been expelled from Huaishan by me. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with Huaishan." Master Fu said coldly, "So there's no need to use her to build relationships."

"Why is Third Master so heartless?" Zhao Yuanshuo said with a smile, "It's better to look at the face of the Buddha than the monk. It was Old Master Bai who entrusted her to Third Master."

"She's a law-abiding woman, so Huaishan is a good place for her. She left Huaishan on her own and burned the granary, violating my taboo. As long as I'm in Huaishan, she won't be able to climb there again."

Mr. Fu Sanye can tolerate his subordinates' unintentional mistakes, but he cannot tolerate his subordinates' malicious intentions.

If such people are not dealt with, disaster will occur sooner or later.

"There isn't much grain and yam, so if you ask for food, you might be asking the wrong person." Mr. Fu San's voice was still low, but it carried an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Song Qingci understood. No, Master Fu Sanye would not give any food.

"Third Master, have you made up your mind not to save us?" Zhao Yuanshuo's face turned grim. "We are all brothers in distress, so who wouldn't beg for help? Third Master, why would you go to such extremes? You should understand the principle of losing your teeth and lips."

Zhao Yuanshuo was trained as the heir of Laowuwo since he was a child, so he was well educated.

His words were full of threats.

Mr. Fu San remained unmoved. He looked at him and said word by word, "As long as you can bear the consequences, I will accompany you to the end."

Zhao Yuanshuo's expression visibly stiffened.

Seeing this, Song Qingci became curious.

What is Zhao Yuanshuo afraid of?

Wasn't he very arrogant at the beginning?

She felt that Mr. Fu San didn't seem to say anything, so why was she scared?

"Third Master, please leave some space for us so we can meet again in the future." Zhao Yuanshuo softened his tone, but still maintained a sarcastic tone. "A good tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves. Everyone is hungry, but Third Master is eating so much that his mouth is full. I'm afraid it will bring disaster upon himself."

"Fu An."

When Zhao Yuanshuo heard the name, he jumped up as if he had been stung. "Third Master, let's talk it over. I just want to borrow some money. I will definitely pay you back next year when the harvest is good. If you don't help, the old, weak, women and children in the old crow's nest will have a hard time this winter."

Song Qingci found it funny.

She thought Zhao Yuanshuo was a tough guy, but when his threats and blackmail failed, he immediately started crying poor?

But why did he compromise so easily?

If he was the one being threatened, he would probably have succeeded by now.

Because until now, Song Qingci still hasn't figured out how Mr. Fu San plans to deal with the "pack of wolves".

She guessed that Mr. Fu San would not listen to any tricks or suggestions.

When he was angry just now, Song Qingci almost thought he would chop the man to death.

But as a banished immortal from heaven, he was beyond his comprehension.

This idea is correct.

Because Master Fu San said, "Go back and wait. I'll send someone to notify you when I have something to arrange."

Song Qingci suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Mr. Fu San is... compromising?

Zhao Yuanshuo was obviously surprised, but then he became happy again. He bowed and said, "Third Master is indeed a man of high moral integrity. Don't worry, I will never let anyone know that Huaishan got the money and the woman!"

Song Qingci couldn't help but think, there are thousands of people in your group, and you want to hide this secret, are you kidding a fool?

Mr. Fu San also had no reaction to this. He said coldly: "Send the guest out!"

Zhao Yuanshuo wanted to establish a relationship with Bai Ya and speak for her, but Mr. Fu San simply turned his back on him, looking very cold.

Zhao Yuanshuo was disappointed and went down the mountain with his men in shame.

Although he "achieved" his goal, Zhao Yuanshuo felt very unhappy.

Before coming, he had clearly decided to pin Master Fu San to the ground and rub him, but after a few words, how come he was the one being pinned to the ground and rubbed?

It's strange, very strange. He is clearly holding Huaishan's weak spot, so what is he afraid of?

Zhao Yuanshuo went back feeling frustrated.

As soon as he returned, a maid came to him and said that Bai Ya was calling him.

Zhao Yuanshuo usually likes to flatter Bai Ya, but he was in a bad mood today. He also saw that Bai Ya's maid had arrogance in her eyes and was very disrespectful to him, which made him feel even worse.

But he couldn't get angry, for fear of Bai Ya getting angry, so he evaded the question by saying, "I have something else to do. Tell your daughter I'll be there later."

The maid left unhappily. It was conceivable that she would exaggerate the situation and tell Bai Ya the whole story when she returned.

Zhao Yuanshuo was so angry that he threw a cup.

Everyone on Huaishan is his nemesis!

Besides, after he left, the people on Huaishan were filled with righteous indignation.

Everyone's attention was focused on the fact that Mr. Fu San finally "agreed" to Zhao Yuanshuo.

"Third Master, are we afraid of them?"

"That's right, if one comes, kill one, if two come, kill a pair!"

"Third Master, we can't be cowardly. If we open our mouths, anyone can come and blackmail us."

Everyone was talking at once, like a drop of water dropped into a frying pan, exploding instantly.

Lian Xunxun was shouting that he wanted to be beaten.

Song Qingci glared at him, "Why are you making such a fuss? Listen to what your father says first."

Is Mr. Fu San a pushover?

No, he's tough.

Song Qingci felt that he should have already made up his mind.

Mr. Fu San glanced at the crowd, and the crowd, who were so indignant that they almost wanted to lift the roof off the house, suddenly fell silent.

The wind whistled, snowflakes fluttered, and he slowly spoke: "Are you teaching me how to be the boss?"

The voice was not loud, but it had a terrifying power.

Song Qingci couldn't help but look at him, and saw that his black eyes were as deep as a pool, with an unfathomable chill that made people dare not look directly at him, and he was intimidating without even being angry.

No one dared to say another word.

"Go practice, do what you should do, and I will take care of the rest." He said coldly.

No one dared to question it.

Everyone slowly retreated.

Xunxun originally wanted to ask, but finally backed down in the face of Mr. Fu San's coldness. She grabbed Song Qingci's hand and ran away.

After returning, Feng Xun couldn't help but complain to Song Qingci.

"I just don't understand why the Third Master didn't just chop that grandson off! Those who are hooking up with Bai Ya are adulterers and adulterers, none of them are good people!"

"Besides, if you need help from someone, shouldn't you behave in a begging manner? He's so arrogant that if you don't know us, you might think we're afraid of him!"

Feng Xun had such a hot temper that he couldn't help himself.

She felt that Mr. Fu San did not chop Zhao Yuanshuo off directly, which was only to enhance his prestige and destroy his own ambition.

Finally, he compromised?

This is particularly unbearable, Feng Xun has too much to complain about.

Song Qingci touched the pine nuts and said with a smile: "Do you think the Third Master is so powerful? When you are under someone's roof, everyone has to bow their heads."

If it is really as Zhao Yuanshuo said, and this matter is made public everywhere, there is no guarantee that these bandits will unite and rob each other.

"It's difficult to give it now or not. The Third Master is also in a dilemma." Song Qingci said.