Fang Ming scratched his head, thought for a moment, and answered honestly,
"I haven't figured out what to do with you yet. It doesn't seem necessary to kill you, but I feel a little unwilling to let you go, so it's best to lock you up first."
He walked past the door, squatted down and wiped the tears from the woman's face, "Mrs. Daisy, please stay here obediently..."
He pinched her cheeks lightly with his thumb and index finger, showing a very vicious smile, "Don't try to commit suicide, or I will make you live a life worse than death."
Daisy didn't struggle at all and uttered a word softly, "Okay."
…
Walking out of the underground safe house, the sun was particularly bright today and the scenery of the above-ground manor was beautiful. Fang Ming felt that his gloomy mood had become much brighter.
Walking on the quiet path of the manor, two maids passing by saw Fang Ming and hurriedly bowed to him.
The garden in the front yard is decorated and arranged very elegantly. It is a beautiful scene from every angle, with all the flowers blooming together, like a fairyland.
In the distance, the little maid was bending over to trim her hair. The black maid outfit was very beautifully designed. Her cute ponytails swayed with her head. Her black leather shoes were small and cute. Her black stockings left marks on her calves...
Fang Ming admired the beautiful scenery before him and said with emotion: This scene can be put into a painting.
A piece of green vine spread to his feet, wrapped around his sneakers and calves, interrupting Fang Ming's artistic enlightenment.
"Are you a foot fetishist too?"
He raised his head to look at the vine man standing in the bushes, dancing with his body. The green twin ponytails on his head were intertwined and entangled with each other. He was very happy to see Fang Ming.
"Xiaolu, I haven't paid attention to you for a while. You seem to be recovering well. Have you finished your confinement?"
Xiaolu stretched out a tender green vine and wrapped it around Fang Ming's wrist, and his consciousness was transmitted over:?
Fang Ming corrected him seriously, "You cannot send a single punctuation mark."
Xiaolu: The great... Lord... offers you... His treasures...
Crystal clear nectar kept coming out of the tender green buds, and the vine man considerately used his huge leaves to serve the nectar to Fang Ming, filling a small bowl.
Fang Ming took the bowl of nectar. Isn't this...
"Where's your little flower?"
"Withered... about to die... Lord... will you eat?"
Fang Ming smiled helplessly and took a sip of the nectar on the leaves. It had a fragrant taste and a salty taste.
[Stamina +5]
He handed the remaining nectar to Xiaolu, raised his head and said solemnly, "The great Lord has a mission for you. Feed this to your dog and make sure it doesn't go away. The rest... leave it to fate."
Xiaolu took the leaf, stretched out his hand and saluted in a very professional manner. This was something he learned from watching Anxia teach the maid at the training ground.
"Wait, there's this..."
Fang Ming waved his hand casually, and some dark-colored debris and flesh appeared on the ground.
This is the corpse of the second-level Mist Shapeshifter's ghost. I originally wanted to feed it to Xiaolu, and now I finally remembered.
Little Green slowly opened its body and dragged the ghost man's body into the cave. Countless vines intertwined and sewed together again, turning into a little green man.
It waved its twin ponytails and rubbed against Fang Ming, its consciousness constantly singing praises to the Lord's greatness, rejoicing.
Fang Ming also experienced the joy of feeding his pet, and the emotional value was maximized!
…
After visiting the front garden, Fang Ming walked around the villa area and entered Lin Ruolan's villa, but found that she was not there. After asking the maid, he found her in a library.
The library was built in the style of a manor house. It has two floors, is not very large, and has a collection of no more than 10,000 books.
Since no one usually cleaned the room, Wen Ruyu didn't ask anyone to clean it, and the books inside were covered with dust for a long time.
When Fang Ming passed by, he saw Minister Lin and his secretary sorting books. The two of them were often engaged in clerical work, so they were doing it very easily.
Lin Ruolan, dressed in a suit, sat at the table, calmly flipping through an essay in his hand, unconsciously displaying a calm temperament in the quiet library.
Fang Ming walked in and saluted in a pretentious manner, "Minister Lin, I have something to ask you."
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