Chapter 532 I think you haven't woken up yet
Fubao immediately ran to Wan Laoer.
"Daddy, sit down."
Fubao grabbed her father's wrist and pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed. She climbed onto the bed, took out her small handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Wan Laoer's mouth.
"Daddy, does it hurt?"
Fubao asked in a low voice, her eyes already a little red, she felt sorry for her father.
"My daughter, Daddy is fine. This little injury doesn't hurt at all. You see, Daddy has a thick skin. Their hands would hurt if they hit Daddy. Your mother and your grandmother always say that Daddy is thick-skinned, and it's not without reason."
Wan Laoer's words amused Fubao. Fubao knew that her father didn't want her to be sad.
Jia Yanbing felt that if he got frozen, he would definitely drag down the father and daughter, so he said something to Wan Laoer and quickly ran over to put on his clothes.
“Got it.”
Suddenly there was a surprised call from outside.
Then there were cheers from a few people and the uneasy cries of the black group.
Fubao's face turned pale and he immediately dropped his handkerchief and ran out barefoot.
"Bad guys, let the black group go."
When Hei Tuan heard the voice of his young master, he immediately jumped desperately in the bag. However, the servant was afraid that Hei Tuan would resist, so he had made preparations. Several people had tied the mouth of the bag tightly, so no matter how hard Hei Tuan struggled, he could not escape.
"Woof woof-woof woof--" Hei Tuan has never been as anxious as he is now. His barking is very rapid, as if he is shouting for help.
There was no way Fubao would let these people take Hei Tuan away. She rushed towards the nearest servant with her hair loose, trying to knock him down and snatch Hei Tuan away.
But how could she have such great strength with her small body? Not only did she fail to shake the boy, but she also hurt her nose.
Fubao's nose felt sore and tears welled up in his eyes. Those were tears of pain from his nose.
"Humph, little girl, you really overestimate your own abilities."
The servant turned around, grabbed Fubao by the collar, and carried him downstairs like a chick.
Wan Laoer hurriedly ran out of the house with Fubao's clothes and shoes, and saw that his daughter had been carried downstairs.
"Don't touch my daughter."
Wan Laoer also ran down from upstairs.
Jia Yanbing followed closely behind Wan Laoer and came down from the upstairs. The two grown men were instantly surrounded by several servants with their eyes rolled up to the sky.
"Hey, this little girl is pretty. I remember a nobleman seemed to like little girls like this. This girl is pretty good, let's take her away."
As soon as the Seventh Master gave the order, a servant came to capture Fubao.
To touch Fubao would be to touch Wan Laoer's lifeblood. How could he allow people to take Fubao away so easily?
"Do you dare to touch my daughter?"
"I just touched it, what's wrong with you? Are you going to bite me?" The servant said as he rubbed Fubao's chubby little face and looked at Wan Laoer provocatively.
The other servants, including the Seventh Master, all burst into laughter. They often enjoyed this. The more frightened and angry the bullied people looked, the happier they were and the more sense of accomplishment they felt. This was truly insane.
Jia Yanbing said calmly, "I wonder if the palace knows that you are acting outside under their name?"
The Seventh Master looked like a snake that had been pinched at its vital point, and his face immediately turned gloomy. He stared at Jia Yanbing's cold fox mask.
"You actually know about the palace? How dare you investigate me?" The tone of the Seventh Master was just like the weather outside, so cold that people could not help but shiver.
But Jia Yanbing was not afraid at all, as he had seen too many faces like this.
"Do we still need to investigate? Master Qi can just send someone to the streets to eavesdrop. Everyone knows that Master Qi is using the name of the palace to do evil. If you ruin the reputation of the palace like this, and the imperial envoys hear about it, they will report the palace in court. The palace will not suffer much loss, but Master Qi, you will become cannon fodder, right?"
Jia Yanbing has a clear mind and speaks neither humbly nor arrogantly, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
This was what Qi Ye was thinking at the moment. For a moment he couldn't figure out the other party's background. Had he accidentally offended someone?
Even though people in the market knew that he bullied men and women and did all kinds of evil, no one knew that he had nothing to do with the palace. How did this person know that?
Moreover, he had already stayed away from the palace because he was afraid that the people in the palace would find out.
This is the outer city. No one in the royal palace's deep compound would come out to deliberately pry into such trivial matters. Besides, he is not the only one who does this. Which prince, minister or marquis' mansion does not have a few relatives like this?
Qi Ye decided to keep silent, no matter who this person was. But now it seemed that they were powerless. Even if they had a powerful background, the other party should not know about it, otherwise why would they stay in the inn?
The Seventh Master decided to go all out and kill Jia Yanbing and Wan Laoer directly, and take Fubao and Heituan away.
"What are you guys still standing there for? Tie up all of them."
After all, this is the capital city, under the feet of the emperor. Even if he wants to kill someone, he has to do it covertly. After all, these are two lives, so he plans to fake an accidental death.
"Do you want to kill people to silence them?" Jia Yanbing saw through the other party's intention at a glance.
However, the Seventh Master chuckled twice and stopped talking. Instead, he waved his hand and told the servant to act quickly.
Wan Laoer was anxious. He couldn't die here. They had arrived in the capital city safely. He hadn't done what he wanted to do yet, and his family was waiting for him to go home. How could he die here?
"Mr. Yan, what should we do? I can't die here."
Jia Yanbing's mind was also working fast. Even if he asked someone to deliver a letter to the imperial envoy or the palace, it would be too late. Not to mention that time did not allow, even if he delivered the letter, it might not reach those people's hands. It might be intercepted halfway. Otherwise, why was this Seventh Master so rampant and had never capsized? This showed that he had his own network of connections.
After Jia Yanbing quickly analyzed the current situation in his mind, he turned his attention to Wan Laoer.
"Brother Wan, didn't you say you were here to look for someone? Who?"
Jia Yanbing felt that the current crisis could only be resolved if Wan Laoer brought in a more powerful person.
Wan Laoer's eyes also lit up, and he instantly understood what Jia Yanbing meant.
"Yes, I'm here to find the Duke of Zhenguo. General Wan, we are a family. If you dare to touch me, the Duke of Zhenguo will not forgive you."
It was as if Wan Lao Er had found a backer. He spoke with more confidence and emphasized the words "Duke of Zhenguo" as if he was afraid that the Seventh Master couldn't hear him.
But Master Qi was not afraid at all. He even laughed out loud, "Hahaha, I guess you haven't woken up yet?"
As the Seventh Master spoke, he showed a pass in his hand. This was something the servant had found out from Wan Laoer's bag. It was also something the Seventh Master wanted to find out whether the person he was dealing with had any background. The reason he could survive until now was that, besides being arrogant, he was also cautious.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
