The Drunken Swordsman looked up at Fang Zhiyi, then disappeared in an instant. After just a moment, he returned to his seat, picked up the wine jug and took a sip.
Fang Zhiyi slowly lowered his head and saw a handful of copper coins in front of him.
Well, I overestimated him.
"That's not bad either. He does justice without leaving his name. That's the style of a hero!" someone praised.
The Drunken Swordsman felt somewhat pleased with himself.
Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath. "If we don't leave our names, who the hell will know it was us? Huh?"
Everyone turned to look at Fang Zhiyi, their eyes filled with confusion.
The young men who had escaped from Misty Rain City were now cursing.
"Damn Wanbao Pavilion, you cowardly rats!"
"Why don't you report it to the police? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed if it gets out?"
"that is!"
"That government is colluding with them. It's clearly Wanbao Pavilion that's bullying us, yet the officials are coming to arrest us!"
Only Hua Nongying was a little worried: "If we injured the officers while escaping, would we..."
Li Yuyan comforted her, "Don't worry, Nong Ying. Big brother will protect you even if the sky falls." He was confident in the family behind him.
Hua Nongying looked at the handsome young man in front of her and nodded vigorously. Looking at them talking and laughing, Hua Nongying was a little dazed. Is this what it feels like to have companions?
"What are you standing there for? Let's go! We're hungry!" Someone pulled her hard.
"Um!"
If only they could always be so carefree, she liked them.
"I thought you would just kill them." Xiao Hei floated beside Fang Zhiyi with his hands folded.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "With their backgrounds, and the fact that they are disciples of this generation or that generation, if they really kill them, won't I die too?"
Xiao Hei nodded: "But what are you doing now?"
Fang Zhiyi was busy drawing a blueprint: "Make preparations."
"Prepare?"
Fang Zhiyi paused and said, "In fact, even without those generations, the original rebellion would be a dead end. Can we rely on this bunch of life-threatening people to rebel? Or do we rely on those common people who don't even have spiritual energy?"
He picked up the drawing on the table, looked at it, then put it down and changed a few places.
After finishing the revision, Fang Zhiyi raised the blueprint again and muttered to himself, "Pull the tiger's skin and pull the big banner."
Arriving at another location, the young men began investigating the local situation. They had now determined that Wanbao Pavilion was the real villain! As expected, after investigation by Old Nine Ye Qingzhou, they discovered that the largest dyeing workshop in this area was also owned by Wanbao Pavilion.
"Since this is Wanbao Pavilion, there must be something strange here!" Lin Wanqing said without hesitation.
Ever since they learned that Wanbao Pavilion was the actual controller of Tingyu Pavilion, the young men all believed that Wanbao Pavilion was evil.
The original plot points have not changed. As usual, Lin Wanqing met the deliveryman in a hurry. The deliveryman accidentally soiled her clothes but did not apologize. Lin Wanqing was very angry. In a moment of thought, the poison on her fingertips attached to the deliveryman.
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