Seeing that Xiao Yimo was no longer prepared to pay attention to her, she could only go back to her room.
But she decided to write a letter to her father tonight, to assure him of her safety and to tell him that she was leaving to explore the world. Then she could follow him openly.
Although she didn't know what they did, she knew that he must be a good person.
After a hearty meal, the members of Kuangfeng's team searched Julong Village thoroughly. Although they knew that this village must be a lucrative place, when they saw the mountains of gold, silver and jewelry piled in front of them, they couldn't help but gasp when they thought of the young master's promise that 20% of these things would be given to them.
Even if this is the richest village, there are still 77 other villages and bandit dens that have not been confiscated. So, 20% of the treasure here alone is enough for their family of 500 to have food and clothing for a lifetime. If the treasures of all the villages are added together, what kind of number would it be?
Although everyone was excited, no one had any desire to make money. They knew that only by following the young master and being loyal to him would they gain more and achieve more. Because they were no longer the people who would give up their dignity and lives for a few pieces of silver.
After packing up the gold and silver, Captain Kong Fan ordered the members of Kuangfeng to a secluded place at the foot of the mountain to get a good night's sleep. So the next day, when Pei Mengting got up and prepared to quietly follow Xiao Yimo to explore the martial arts world, she discovered that all the houses in the village, except for the one they were resting in, had been completely destroyed and deserted.
********************The dispute over the throne*******************
The night is deep and dark.
Qian Yechen sat in the study with a gloomy face, without turning on a single lamp.
The servants outside Prince Cheng's mansion were already used to this. They all lowered their heads and quietly did their own things.
"Master, the medicine is ready."
A servant waited trembling outside the study. His biggest headache was always getting his master to take medicine. Lately, his master had been in a bad mood, and people were dying in Prince Cheng's mansion at every turn. He didn't want to be the next one.
"Come in." After a long time, Qian Yechen's voice came.
After the servant entered the room, he saw that the lights were off, but he did not bother to light a candle. Instead, he carefully placed the medicine bowl on the table in the dark.
He glanced at his master, whose disheveled hair looked particularly terrifying, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, drink this medicine while it's hot."
After waiting for a long time without anyone speaking, the servant said, "I will take my leave now."
Seeing that no one still paid attention to him, the servant bowed and left.
Qian Yechen looked at the medicine bowl on the table, the sternness in his eyes growing stronger. Finally, as if killing an enemy, he downed the potion in the bowl.
Murong Qingyu! Thinking of this name, Qian Yechen exerted great force, and the bowl in his hand turned into shards of glass.
A month ago, the leader of the Dark Night suddenly came to him and forced him to spend a lot of money to buy a piece of information that was very important to him. So he agreed and spent a lot of money to buy the information.
But the intelligence told him that Murong Qingyu would send people to wipe out his Jingzhe in various places in South Vietnam that night.
Jingzhe was an organization that he had spent a great deal of money, material resources, and energy on for many years to cultivate, combining assassins and intelligence. After receiving the news from Dark Night, regardless of whether the news was true or false, he almost didn't think twice and ordered Jingzhe in the capital to leave quickly.
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