Gao Ren was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face.
"You're saying that the Golden Buddha Temple is owned by the Gao family?"
The masked man finally looked at him.
A mask covered his face, and Gao Ren could only see a pair of unfamiliar eyes.
"It seems you really don't know anything."
His tone was somewhat sarcastic.
Gao Ren's heart burned with rage.
He had never been so angry before.
He thought he was omnipotent.
But at this moment, he felt as if he were trapped inside a cage, completely unaware of anything.
His adoptive father's kindness and earnest teachings were still vivid in his mind, but he felt as if he were dreaming.
If the Golden Buddha Temple is owned by the Gao family, then why was Mother imprisoned there?
Does my godfather know?
It should be known that every year when he paid homage to his ancestors, his adoptive father would return to Jizhou, and each time he would go to Jinfo Temple to eat vegetarian food for a few days.
But knowing this clearly, why didn't he tell him? When his adoptive father took him home, he told him everything about his background. When he was young and didn't understand, he even begged his adoptive father to find his mother.
Zhao Shi'an noticed his silence and smiled with satisfaction.
He glanced subtly in Fang Qing's direction.
She was looking this way, her eyes wide open, wary and cautious.
Fearing she would discover his identity, Zhao Shi'an quickly averted his gaze and turned away.
"What else do you know?" Gao Ren asked.
“I also know who your father is, and I know even more who is responsible for your mother’s current state.”
Gao Ren's face was gloomy.
The masked man didn't say anything, but a thought that shocked even himself came to mind.
He was about to leave when Zhao Shi'an called him back.
"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't let your godfather know about these things, otherwise you won't even know you're going to die."
Gao Ren glared at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
His chest heaved with emotion, and he gritted his teeth to calm his murderous intent.
"I'll keep Fang Qing, but since you value her so much, I still suggest you protect her well."
After leaving behind a harsh remark, Gao Ren turned and left.
He walked up to Fang Qing and glared at her fiercely.
Fang Qing was puzzled by his gaze.
"you……"
However, the next moment, Gao Ren grabbed his chin.
"Don't be so smug. What I, Gao Ren, have set my sights on, I will get my hands on sooner or later. We will meet again."
After saying that, he released Fang Qing's chin and left without looking back.
His men followed, leaving Fang Qing behind.
The sound of horses' hooves faded into the night, and Fang Qing looked in the direction of Shili Pavilion.
Fang Qing was curious about the people of Fengyulou, and besides, it was the people of Fengyulou who rescued her from Gao Ren's hands, so she should be grateful.
She lifted her foot and walked in that direction, and the person she had seen in Majiazhai last time walked towards her.
"Miss Fang, this way please, we'll take you home."
Fang Qing looked at the figure in the pavilion who was still facing away from them.
"But……"
“Our master doesn’t want others to know his identity, Miss Fang, this way.”
Fang Qing had no choice but to follow him toward the carriage.
After getting into the carriage, Fang Qing glanced at the pavilion again.
The person was looking this way, but because of the distance and the fact that the person was wearing a mask, Fang Qing couldn't see anything.
Fang Qing nodded to the other person and then lowered the carriage curtain.
The carriage moved slowly through the darkness.
Xiao Liu rode his horse alongside to escort them.
In the quiet of the night, he couldn't help but talk to Fang Qing.
"Don't be afraid, Miss Fang, we will take you home safely."
The tone was incredibly sincere.
"I am not afraid, thank you for today, but why did you save me?"
Xiao Liu knows the answer; Zhao Shi'an explained it to him.
"It was Mian'er. Before he left, he told us to protect the girl."
Fang Qing understood after hearing this.
Fengyulou has connections with the Zhong family, and she saved Mian'er, so Fengyulou takes care of her.
"Thank him for me."
"good."
Silence returned, and after a moment, Xiao Liu heard Fang Qing's voice coming from inside the carriage.
"Brave warrior, may I ask your name? Thank you for saving me in Majia Village last time."
"You're welcome. It's what we should do. You can just call me Xiao Liu."
"Sixth Brother, your Wind and Rain Pavilion..."
"No, no, no, I don't deserve that. Just call me Xiao Liu."
"But……"
"Grandma, please don't harm me. Just call me Xiao Liu."
Fang Qing didn't know why he was so respectful to her, but since he asked her to do so, she just called him that.
"Little Six, when was your Wind and Rain Pavilion established?"
Five years ago.
"That wasn't a long time. What was the name of the founder of your Wind and Rain Pavilion?"
"This...we cannot say, please forgive us, Miss Fang."
"It was my abruptness that was the problem."
Fang Qing asked a few more questions about the Wind and Rain Tower, which Xiao Liu vaguely brushed off.
Fang Qing couldn't get anything out of her.
It seems this Wind and Rain Tower is indeed mysterious.
The carriage swayed gently. Fang Qing hadn't slept well last night, and now that she was feeling sleepy, she drifted off to sleep.
She was jolted awake when the carriage stopped.
It was still pitch black outside.
Xiao Liu didn't take her back to Fangjia Village, but instead took her to an inn.
Fang Qing was so sleepy that she just wanted to lie down on a bed. After exchanging a few polite words with Xiao Liu, she went into the inn.
The room had already been booked, and Fang Qing went upstairs.
Neither Xiao Liu nor the innkeeper's waiter followed.
When Fang Qing pushed open the door, there were candles lit in the room, and a person was sitting at the only table in the room.
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