1726 Bank run, the prince's noble status should not take risks

It is not easy to be a Buddha who saves people from suffering. Feng Qingchen has never thought of becoming a savior. After the condition of the wounded stabilized, Feng Qingchen prepared to return to the tent to rest.

After a busy day, Feng Qingchen was tired and thirsty. She urgently needed food. Of course, it would be even better if she could take a hot bath. Feng Qingchen could still think about the former, but she didn't dare to hope for the latter.

There was not enough drinking water in the mountains, so how could there be water for her to take a bath?

But……

"What is this?" As Feng Qingchen entered the tent, he saw hot food on the table. There was also a screen that shouldn't be in the tent. Behind the screen was a bucket of hot water that was still emitting white smoke.

Who prepared this? Feng Qingchen stood at the door in a daze, feeling a warm current flowing through his heart. He was indescribably happy, and his heart was swollen...

Feng Qingchen quickly turned around, stopped a passerby and asked, "Who was in my tent just now?"

"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then she understood what Feng Qingchen was referring to, and said with envy, "You mean the hot water in your room? It was Uncle Nine, I saw him fetching water for you. Wow... Miss Feng, you are so lucky, I thought Uncle Nine was hard to approach, but it turns out he is just like an ordinary person, and he will help you fetch water and prepare meals."

A certain woman had starry eyes and looked as if she was about to die of intoxication.

"It's him." As expected, Feng Qingchen let go of the other person and turned to enter the tent.

She knew that even if the Ninth Prince disagreed, he would respect her decision. The full bucket of hot water was the best proof.

Although there was a screen blocking the way, Feng Qingchen did not dare to take a bath in the tent. He could only wipe himself and make himself clean and refreshed.

After washing away the day's fatigue and changing into clean clothes, Feng Qingchen held some Liangshan food and ate it with extraordinary relish.

In contrast to Feng Qingchen's good mood, Nanling Jinfan and his gang were furious. He didn't know whether Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince knew his plan and were going to take advantage of him, or was it all a coincidence?

"We have clearly weakened the force and reduced their injuries, so why do we still need to send them down the mountain?" Nanling Jinfan couldn't understand what Feng Qingchen meant.

After learning that Feng Qingchen persuaded the first seriously injured and dying person to go down the mountain, Nanling Jinfan asked the people behind him to be more careful when they took action and not let them be injured to the point of having to go down the mountain for treatment. But what was the result?

They had already shown enough mercy, but Feng Qingchen still persuaded many people to leave. This time he failed to catch all those people in one fell swoop. How could he find such a good opportunity next time to gather all these people together so that he could annihilate them in one fell swoop?

"It may not be a coincidence. After all, there are indeed not enough medicinal herbs on the mountain. I have already asked someone to confirm this. Feng Qingchen did not lie." The person who spoke was tall and thin. He was thinner and taller than ordinary people. He looked abnormal no matter how you looked at him. In addition, his face was covered with black tumors, which made him look hideous and scary, like a cursed evil ghost.

This person is one of the helpers that Nanling Jinfan brought back from overseas. There are many people like this around Nanling Jinfan. They all have one characteristic, that is, they look strange in appearance but have great martial arts skills.

They were exiled overseas, and hit it off with Nanling Jinfan. They wanted to return to the Kyushu continent and call the shots in the world.

Nanling Jinfan couldn't think of any other reason, so he could only nod and say, "After the operation is over tomorrow, we'll go down the mountain and deal with those people."

He didn't believe that those people below would not surrender after shocking all the masters of various major sects.

"Okay." The thin man responded straightforwardly, his tongue tip sweeping across his lips, gloomy and bloodthirsty.

At the same time, the Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi were also standing on the edge of the cliff. Just like last night, the position where they stood was just right to see the location of the Sky Dome Castle.

"By tomorrow afternoon at the latest, Lord Ling will know that Tianqiong Fort was burned down." Xuan Shaoqi said.

"Yes." The Ninth Prince responded, indicating that he understood.

"How could you give such a stupid order to burn down the Sky Dome Fort? What would burning down the Sky Dome Fort mean? As long as Fort Lord Ling still has those industries, he can build another Sky Dome Fort." Xuan Shaoqi felt indescribably depressed when he thought about this. Burning down the Sky Dome Fort only added to the trouble. He really didn't know what the Ninth Uncle was thinking.

The Ninth Prince didn't say anything, just glanced at Xuan Shaoqi and turned his head away.

Although Sky Dome Castle was burned down, fortunately Ling Mo handled it better afterwards and delayed it for at least one day, and such a day was enough time.

"And today, why didn't you stop Qingchen? If Qingchen was too tired today, how would we go down the mountain tomorrow?" Xuan Shaoqi continued to blame the Ninth Uncle, but the Ninth Uncle still remained silent.

Xuan Shaoqi talked for a long time and found that the Ninth Prince did not respond to him at all. He suddenly felt that he was just like those nagging subordinates in Xuanxiao Palace. He talked for a long time but the other party actually did not listen to a word. He immediately lost interest in talking.

"Why don't you say anything?" The Ninth Prince turned around and asked.

"Are you listening?" For a moment, Xuan Shaoqi wanted to punch the Ninth Prince's expressionless face flat. It was so annoying to look at.

"Yes." I'm just too lazy to respond to you. It's too meaningless.

"Thank you so much for not leaving me talking to myself." Xuan Shaoqi found that his good manners were too easily exposed in front of the Ninth Uncle. He didn't know how Qingchen could stand the Ninth Uncle.

"No need." The Ninth Prince was not modest at all. Without waiting for Xuan Shaoqi to speak, he said directly: "Tomorrow, the people from Tianxia No. 1 Village will help you. At that time, you will try your best to expose Nanling Jinfan's identity, hold back Nanling Jinfan's people, and let the others go first."

This topic change was quite abrupt, but Xuan Shaoqi couldn't say anything because this was a serious matter: "What about you?"

"This king will take Qingchen with him."

"It's better to leave such a difficult task to me. Your Majesty, you are of noble status and you cannot do such a dangerous thing." Xuan Shaoqi laughed and sabotaged.

He is not the Ninth Prince's subordinate. When the Ninth Prince assigned him the task so confidently, did he ever ask for his opinion?

"It is indeed very dangerous, but since my martial arts skills are only slightly better than yours, I have to do this dangerous thing myself." The Ninth Prince remained calm and spoke seriously, which choked Xuan Shaoqi so much that he was speechless for a long time.

"You are so shameless." Xuan Shaoqi, who was so angry that he laughed, only said this one sentence after a long time.

"I will go along with what you say." The Ninth Prince was still cold and didn't look like he was joking at all.

Xuan Shaoqi found that he was no match for the Ninth Prince, so he had to give up: "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. You are always right." Anyway, he would just consider himself as helping Qingchen and shouldn't take the Ninth Prince too seriously.

"I will be responsible for capturing Nanling Jinfan." The Ninth Prince was afraid that Xuan Shaoqi would become depressed and sick, so he kindly added this sentence. Only then did Xuan Shaoqi leave with satisfaction.

After Xuan Shaoqi left, the Ninth Prince stood alone at the side of the mountain for a long time. It was not until late at night when no one was walking outside that the Ninth Prince leisurely returned to his room.

Not long after the Ninth Prince returned to his room, a black shadow jumped out, fumbled for a long time at the place where the Ninth Prince was standing, and took out a smooth stone from the mud under his feet. He glanced at the moonlight, and after confirming that it was correct, the black shadow quickly left...