Looking at the Zhang father and son who were speechless after being scolded by Yuan Zhicheng, Zhao Hanyun sighed deeply. She was moved. Although there were probably many meanings involved in the Zhang father and son's efforts to save the old man's life, they just stood there and were scolded by Yuan Zhicheng without thinking about going back. For this reason, Zhao Hanyun decided to help them.
"Aunt, I want to agree to them." While Yuan Zhicheng was lecturing, Zhao Hanyun pulled Yuan Jingyi and whispered to her.
"That's fine, but let me tell you, tell them to keep their mouths shut, otherwise you'll be in trouble in the future." Yuan Jingyi knew that those who held high positions and had great power in Kyoto's upper class society were mostly older.
"No problem, you don't even think about who I am!" Zhao Hanyun raised her head proudly, and took out two pieces of white paper from her pocket (space). Next was her home court.
"Master, are you tired? Take a rest." Zhao Hanyun rushed to Yuan Zhicheng and helped him to his seat while Yuan Zhicheng was taking a breath during the lecture. Giving a lecture is a very tiring job, so let her do it.
"You are such a mess, and you still expect my girl to help you? It makes me so angry!" Yuan Zhicheng became more and more angry. He wanted to stand up from the chair, but Yuan Jingyi pulled him from behind, so he did not go forward.
"Thank you!" Zhang Chengbang wiped the sweat from his face. Uncle Yuan was so energetic that his grandfather could never compare to him.
"Uncle, I really don't have the spiritual fruit you mentioned. My family just sells fruits, and they are just delicious." Zhao Hanyun explained with a smile. This was the truth. The fruits in her family could at most replenish people's energy, but could not save lives.
"That... is also my old man's fate!" Zhang Chengbang shook his head helplessly. He was about to take his son away, but when he turned around, he heard Zhao Hanyun's next words.
"But I can try to help you." Zhao Hanyun's words were spoken unhappily, but Zhang's father and son felt that these were the best words they had heard recently. There was hope, the old man was saved.
"Then when do we set off? Should we take a rest, or..." Looking at Zhao Hanyun, Zhang Chengbang had the urge to worship the girl in front of him. She was his life-saving star!
"Ahem!" Yuan Zhicheng reminded the Zhang father and son of his existence.
"Uncle Yuan! Is it possible?" Zhang Chengbang asked Yuan Zhicheng timidly, fearing that Yuan Zhicheng would give him another lecture.
"Girl, have you thought it over?" Knowing that Zhao Hanyun had this ability, Yuan Zhicheng was mainly worried that the Zhang family would not be able to keep their mouths shut. If they told others about the little girl, the girl would be in danger.
"Don't worry, Master." Zhao Hanyun gave Yuan Zhicheng a comforting look, then turned to the Zhang family father and son and said, "My promise is conditional. I don't know..."
"We all agree." Zhang Chengbang agreed without even thinking about it.
"Uncle, aren't you afraid that what I ask you to do is against the rules?" Zhao Hanyun asked jokingly as he looked at Zhang Chengbang who agreed readily.
"Even if you kill people and set fire to things, I am willing to do it." Zhang Chengbang had a firm face, and the aura of being a child of a wealthy family emanated from him, and he was very confident.
"My girl needs your help?" Yuan Zhicheng sneered at the side, and instantly suppressed the momentum that Zhang Chengbang had just accumulated, leaving the young master of the Zhang family speechless. This grandfather of the Yuan family, who is extremely protective of his children, can't just let his father speak properly, right?
"Sister Hanyun, I'll leave this matter to you." Zhao Hanyun became the only person that Zhang's father and son considered easy to talk to. The two of them looked at Zhao Hanyun earnestly, with eyes that seemed to want to worship her as an ancestor. No, Zhao Hanyun was now the little ancestor to them.
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