"No amount of money can buy the old prince's life, but you can break his arms and legs, cut out his tongue and dig out his eyes. As long as he's alive, nothing else matters."

“…”

"There are quite a few people coming to the Wanwang Mansion. The young masters and young ladies are all here. Their lives are fine, but one life plus 30 million. If the money is enough, I guarantee that except for Lord Wan, no one else in the Wanwang Mansion will be able to leave Bermuda."

“…”

So cruel!

"How is it?" Master Fu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I...I...will go back and report to my master."

The guards were stunned. Why didn't it sound like he was being asked to save his life?

"Take care, I'll wait for your reply."

Master Fu watched the man hurried out with a smile, then happily leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs and began to count the money.

I had just counted a few when I heard the sound of weapons clashing outside the door.

"Master, Prince Wan is about to break in." The doorman ran in.

Master Fu paused, put down the money and said, "Let them in."

"yes."

The moment the doorman left, Zhang Mao and Prince Wan also arrived at the door.

The first thing that Master Fu saw was the blood-stained sword. There was blood on the tip of the sword, and the red color pierced into his eyes, making them darken.

His gaze shifted from the long sword to Zhang Mao. This man was very skilled in martial arts and was ranked in the top ten in swordsmanship in Dongyi.

Zhang Mao met his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and revealed murderous intent.

Master Fu grinned, not taking the other party's murderous intention seriously at all.

"Master Fu, I saved your life. How can you repay me with evil?" As soon as Prince Wan came in, he pointed his finger at Master Fu and angrily said.

Master Fu then turned his attention to the furious prince: "Prince, you have confused me."

"You promised me that you would take the lives of Marquis Xiang Ming and his daughter. Now, not only have you failed to do so, you have also pushed me into a desperate situation."

Prince Wan thought everything was foolproof, until he heard Wan Weizhi talk about Bai Muxun's condition, and then he realized that something was wrong.

It would be reasonable to pull out one or two of the people hiding in secret, but if we pull out all of them, there won’t be a single one left!

How is this serving them?

After offending so many people, how can the Wanwang Mansion be okay?

"Who knew there were so many rats hiding in Marquis Xiang Ming's residence? When our people arrived, they were hiding in the room. Lord Wan, it was you who instructed us to hunt down anyone who came out of Room 2 or Room 3 on the fourth floor tonight. And our people did exactly that."

"You're the owner of Baimuxun, how could you not know that Xiang Minghou is not here? How could you not know that there are so many people hiding on the fourth floor?"

"It's not the owner, it's the deputy owner." Owner Fu corrected.

Prince Wan's breath was stifled. "You... I saved your life, and this is how you repay me?"

"Your Majesty Wan, to be honest, quite a few people have offered to buy your life just now, just because you saved my life. No matter how much money they offered, I refused to accept it." Master Fu pushed the box beside him.

Prince Wan saw many gold deposit notes and thought about what happened tonight. He was furious: "Master Fu, you will bear the consequences of your actions. Don't try to throw dirty water on me."

"Beimuxun opens its doors for business with principles, and the premise of the principles is money. If Prince Wan doesn't pay, how can Bermuxun's Qilin Guards move?" Master Fu said with a slow smile.

Prince Wan felt dizzy and his blood rushed to his head, and his body was choking.

"Your Highness." Zhang Mao hurriedly supported him. (End of this chapter)