762 Jumping off the tower, you are the one who wants to conquer him

The Wenfeng Tower in Xiling is the tallest tower in the Kyushu Continent. It is octagonal with 13 floors and is 85.5 meters high. Standing on the top of the tower, you will definitely feel like you are on top of the world and overlooking all the other mountains.

However, people are generally not allowed to go to the top of the tower, so the people in Beijing are very curious about the man who jumps from the top of the tower every now and then and never gets caught by the officials. Whenever this man jumps from the tower, there are a lot of people watching.

Feng Qingchen thought his eyesight was pretty good, but he couldn't see anything when he stood at the bottom of the tower. He vaguely saw a small black dot, and he didn't know whether he saw a person or a corner of the tower.

"Who is that person?" After standing for a long time and not seeing the other party jump, Feng Qingchen poked the Ninth Prince's chest.

"You'll know when he jumps down." The Ninth Prince has been quite uncooperative these days. No matter what Feng Qingchen asked, he didn't answer and always let her see it herself, which made Feng Qingchen so angry that she wanted to bite someone.

Seeing Feng Qingchen gnashing his teeth in anger, the Ninth Prince expressed his happiness.

I want you to be calm, to not care about anything, to have no curiosity, and I will suffocate you to death!

Humph... Feng Qingchen turned her head away arrogantly, swearing to never bow to the evil forces. Anyway, she would know it once the person jumped down. It’s not a big deal that she knew so much, but she just wasn’t in a hurry. You’ll be mad to death!

Feng Qingchen was not anxious, but the people watching were. Seeing that the man had not jumped down for a long time, some impatient people began to shout, "Jump, jump, jump quickly."

"Are you going to jump or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"That's right, you need to dance faster. You're delaying my trip to the market."

"Jump, jump, jump down!"

…

After a long time, no one jumped down, and the onlookers began to sigh. The sound was so loud that Feng Qingchen had to grab the Ninth Prince's hand and cover her ears. She didn't want to rupture her eardrums.

The man on the top of the tower seemed to be unaffected by the crowd. No matter how hard the people below urged him, he would not jump. Feng Qingchen really didn't understand what the Ninth Prince was waiting for this man to do.

There are crazy people everywhere, but this one is so special that it made the Ninth Prince change his personality and come to join in the fun?

Feng Qingchen thought that this man must be a martial arts master, otherwise, if he jumped down from a tower more than 80 meters high, he would be smashed into a meat paste even if he didn't fall into it. Could it be that the Ninth Prince wanted to subdue this man?

Feng Qingchen raised her head and looked at her to ask Uncle Nine whether he wanted to subdue the person who jumped off the tower.

After all, there is a fine line between a madman and a genius. If such a madman can be tamed, he must be a talented person.

Unfortunately, their brain waves seemed to be different. The Ninth Prince did not understand what Feng Qingchen meant. Seeing that she was looking at him, he let go of her hand and whispered in her ear, "That person is waiting for the wind."

He will only jump down when the wind blows.

"Waiting for the wind? He wants to ride the wind away?" The noisy environment was not suitable for talking. Feng Qingchen simply put her arms around the Ninth Uncle's neck and hung on him. Now, she whispered to him in public.

Anyway, everyone was waiting for the person on the top of the tower to jump down, and no one noticed the abnormality of these two people. The Ninth Prince simply hugged them tightly and stuck close to himself.

"He jumped." The Ninth Prince turned around, holding Feng Qingchen and walked towards the direction where the man jumped like a spectator.

Whoosh…

Feng Qingchen only saw a black dot, which gradually enlarged as it jumped down from a height. Feng Qingchen also saw clearly that it was his sister...

What crazy tower jumping guy? He is obviously a research madman. Can't you see that he has a big kite on his back? He is not seeking death at all, but using the high tower and wind to test the strength of the big kite behind him to see if he can fly with the help of the wind. But why does this person look so familiar?

"Have I seen him before?" The speed of falling from the sky was extremely fast, and Feng Qingchen only saw the face flash by.

"Have you ever seen the killer Zuo An?" The Ninth Prince pulled Feng Qingchen forward, and with the help of his hidden energy, he pushed away the people who were blocking his way one by one. The Ninth Prince successfully squeezed to the front of the crowd.

"Bang..." Just as Zuo'an fell down, the kite behind him broke into pieces, burying Zuo'an.

The sound was so loud that Feng Qingchen cried out in pain and couldn't help but shudder.

"Is he dead? Is he dead?"

"He should be dead now. He has failed to die many times. If he doesn't die this time, he may not be able to jump next time."

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After this fall, even a martial arts master would be seriously injured. Feng Qingchen hesitated whether she should go forward to save him. After all, Zuo An had shown mercy to her and revealed a big news to her.

"Don't go, he will be fine." Feng Qingchen's eyebrows moved, and the Ninth Prince knew what Feng Qingchen was going to do, and hurriedly pulled him back.

Feng Qingchen was about to take action, and their identities would soon be exposed. Their identities had to be exposed, but they could not be exposed without any value.

As soon as the Ninth Prince finished speaking, he saw a group of soldiers coming over. Feng Qingchen was worried for Zuo An. After all, assassins were not allowed to be seen in public. However, he did not expect these officers to kneel on one knee in front of Zuo An: "Master, are you okay?"

"Get lost." What he got in return was an icy, stern shout from Zuo'an.

Very good, full of energy, I believe Zuo An’s fall will not be serious.

But Feng Qingchen was even more confused. Damn, what was going on? Wasn’t Zuo An a killer? How did he become the young master of Xiling? It seemed that his identity was not ordinary.

"Let's go and talk about it when we get back." The Ninth Prince saw that the fun was almost over and that officials had arrived. It was not appropriate to make friends with Zuo An, so he pulled Feng Qingchen out.

The two of them stayed at the best inn in Shangjing. The innkeeper and the waiter were extremely attentive, which puzzled Feng Qingchen until the Ninth Prince said, "The owner behind this inn is this king."

"Uh... your inn is not for making money, right?" The Ninth Prince's hand was too far, Feng Qingchen admired him.

Inns and restaurants are full of people and are the most well-informed of all kinds of information. The inns are built so magnificently that ordinary people cannot afford to stay there. If not for collecting information, what else are they used for?

"Half and half." Although he didn't open the inn to make money, he couldn't continue doing a money-losing business.

The business of the No. 1 Manor in the World spread all over the Kyushu Continent. When everyone believed that merchants were lowly, the Ninth Prince chose to start as a traveling merchant and accumulate his own strength.

It's not that he has good vision, but that back then he could only start from this low-level and inconspicuous business.

"You are really shrewd and calculating." Feng Qingchen gave the Ninth Uncle a thumbs up.

This man is really scary. At his age when others are still playing in the mud, he has already started to play with power and intrigue. He even opened the best inn in Shangjing, Xiling. If the emperor of Xiling knew about this, he would probably vomit blood.

"This is called far-sightedness." The Ninth Prince corrected very seriously. He himself was much older than Feng Qingchen, and he would never allow himself to be labeled as old.

"They all mean the same thing." Feng Qingchen picked up the teapot and poured two cups, then handed one to the Ninth Uncle: "Tell me, what's the matter with Zuo An? Isn't he a killer? Why would the officers and soldiers of Xiling call him Young Master? And did you bring me to Xiling just to find Zuo An? Why? Do you want to subdue this person?"

If so, Feng Qingchen said that she could help and provide one or two methods. Looking at Zuo An's appearance, one could tell that he was a mechanical maniac, and it would not be difficult for the Ninth Prince to subdue such a person.

"I did come to Xiling for Zuo'an, but I don't want to subdue him, but you." With the protection of Zuo'an, who is most familiar with the assassin business in the world, Feng Qingchen's safety can be guaranteed...

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