It is certain that Femos cannot get close to the coffin through his ability.
Because there is no way he knows the secret of breaking the sword.
However, in order to win this favor from Region H, Feimos used a more direct method.
Let the strongest person under your command go and force his way in!
There are a lot of strange people around the coffin.
It is difficult for ordinary people to even get close.
But the [Thousand Souls Level] is different.
In particular, the soul level of this [Thousand Souls Level] should not be low.
Ning Fan remembered that when they were in the Soul Return Basin, Lord Tiger had also gone deep into it.
But the place we went to was not the core area.
Lord Tiger is a high-level [Hundred Souls Level].
He couldn't go further because he wasn't strong enough.
But [Thousand Souls Level] is enough.
"So, this coffin..."
Ning Fan had already thought of the outcome.
Little York nodded: "Yes! It has been sent to District H!"
It's okay now.
Ning Fan had to go to District H no matter what.
However, Ning Fan was still very curious about who this coffin in Area A belonged to.
"Where is your Uncle Gerlan now?"
Ning Fan asked, "Can you call him over?"
"Okay, I'll have Uncle Minx bring him over right away."
Little York stood up from the bed, walked to the bedside, and grabbed the window sill: "Uncle Minks, are you there?"
No one answered.
But Little York continued to shout, "Can you go and get Uncle Gerlan? Brother Ning Fan wants to see him!"
Still no response.
But Little York turned around and smiled at Ning Fan, "Uncle Gerlan should be here soon."
Through Little York's action, Ning Fan could probably guess that Little York and Mingx and the others must have communicated through this window before.
But, he definitely wouldn't be yelling like he is now.
There should be a way of communication between them that only they know.
"Brother Ning Fan, before Uncle Gerlan arrives, can I ask you a question?"
Little York has big twinkling eyes.
Ning Fan smiled and nodded: "Ask."
"What will you do to me?"
Little York tilted his head, looking curious.
Ning Fan didn't answer him directly, but asked gently, "How do you think I will deal with you?"
"Actually, I've discussed this with Uncle Minks, and we're not sure what you'll do."
Little York pinched his chin. "Uncle Minks said we don't know you, nor do we know how you operate. Cooperating with you is a gamble. We can only bet that you won't harm us after you take over District A."
"Really? So you didn't even have any backup plans?"
Ning Fan first asked in return, then immediately added, "Little York, I don't believe it."
Little York was visibly stunned.
"Little York, Brother Ning Fan won't look down on you."
Ning Fan smiled and spread his hands. "You might not know this, but Brother Ning Fan is also a master at showing weakness!"
Little York stopped talking.
The young face showed the unhappiness of being exposed.
"Let me guess!"
Ning Fan pulled out the piece of paper he had found on the beam from his arms: "This piece of paper should be missing half, right?"
Little York's eyes flashed instantly.
The four sides of this note were quite neat, with no signs of being torn at all.
Logically speaking, this looks like a complete piece of paper.
However, after looking carefully, Ning Fan discovered a small detail.
This line of text is too low.
This piece of paper is not small, but why do you have to write a line of words at the bottom?
Shouldn't it be written in the middle or at the top?
middle……
What if this paragraph was originally written in the middle, but was just torn in the middle?
If this is the case, it means that there should be another paragraph below this line of text.
Little York showed the above paragraph to Ning Fan, but kept the key information in the next paragraph.
Could this be his back-up plan?
Ning Fan didn't believe that the child who had been able to endure for so long would place all his bets on him without reservation!
"Brother Ning Fan, you are so smart!!"
Little York's eyes became interesting.
He no longer looked unhappy as before. Instead, he looked like he had seen some new and interesting toy. He even clapped his hands and said, "He looks as smart as my dad!"
Ning Fan smiled but said nothing.
Another disguise.
It is almost impossible for a child to change from being unhappy to being excited in such a short time.
But isn't it also a kind of ability that he can suppress his true thoughts and express the opposite emotions?
Although Ning Fan knew that this child had many tricks up his sleeve, he had no intention of getting rid of him. Instead, he felt...
This child seems to be similar to Luo Xiu in some aspects.
Ning Fan smiled and hooked his finger at Little York.
"Show it to your brother, okay?"
"OK!"
Little York didn't hesitate. He knelt on the bed, stretched out his little hand, and touched the corner of the mattress.
Soon, he took out a small ball of paper.
Then, he unfolded the crumpled paper and handed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan didn't take the note immediately.
"This is your backup plan, and you're just going to give it to me like this?"
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