He took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, grabbed his briefcase, went outside, turned back with a cold smile, and rode away on his motorcycle.

The landlord smiled wryly, "Brother Wang Peng, go apologize to him. There's no need to hold a grudge against him, really."

"Landlord, don't worry about it, I understand your difficulties," Wang Peng reassured him.

"Thank you, brother, all the better!" the landlord sighed.

The carriage left the courtyard, the landlord locked the gate, and reposted the "For Rent" sign on the courtyard wall.

"Dapeng, you go back to school and stay there. I'll move my things to my place first, and we'll do business as usual tomorrow." Li Gui said through gritted teeth, beaming with joy.

“Yes, it’s about getting up two hours earlier. He can’t mess with our business,” Li Fang said.

Wang Peng smiled slightly.

"Second Uncle, Sister Fang, it hasn't come to that point yet. Come with me."

"Before I came here, my deskmate Li Mengjiao said that her family had a spare house."

"I didn't want to trouble her, but now I have no choice but to ask her to take me in."

Li Fang knew Li Mengjiao, and upon hearing this, the father and daughter finally felt relieved.

An hour later, it got dark.

The three arrived at the Li family's door and happened to meet Li Longfei in the alley.

After hearing about Wang Peng's experience, Li Longfei couldn't help but chuckle coldly.

"Nan Batian? Bullshit!"

"Come with me. I want to see if Zhang Chenggong dares to threaten me."

Wang Peng felt a warmth in his heart and said with a wry smile, "Uncle Li, I've caused you and Mengjiao trouble again."

"Don't be shy," Li Longfei said. "You can stay at my dad's house for now. The old couple have passed away, and the house is a bit run-down."

“It’s alright, as long as I have a place to stay, that’s fine. I plan to buy a yard and a house in the county town,” Wang Peng said.

"Good lad, you've got ambition!" Li Longfei patted him on the shoulder. "Come on, I'll show you the house."