"So, do you understand now?"
Sikong Ye smiled wryly: "Ning Zai Fei is like soone holding a golden bowl to collect debts. He doesn’t even realize how many buns his golden bowl is worth—a super unfilial dumbass!"
"Got it."
Fang Che also smiled wryly.
So that’s how it is.
"Will you tell him in ten days?" Fang Che asked.
"I’ll give him a hint that ans nothing at all." Emperor Ye smiled mysteriously.
Fang Che: "..."
Just then.
Emperor Ye’s expression suddenly changed.
He leapt up like a ghost, instantly flashing a hundred ters away. With a booming sound, he smashed an entire small hill to pieces: "Who’s there? Co out!"
The booming sound resonated.
Emperor Ye bombarded the surroundings, one move after another erging endlessly.
The area within a hundred miles was utterly shaken to its core.
Even Ning Zai Fei, who had already left, was lured back.
"What’s going on? Why are you here going crazy instead of going back?" Heavenly King Flute asked, puzzled.
Sikong Ye’s body flashed, floating in mid-air, his eyes scanning vigilantly all around: "I clearly sensed soone watching from the shadows earlier; but after a thorough search, I found nothing..."
"Is there really such a situation?"
Heavenly King Flute’s expression also beca serious.
He instantly projected countless shadow images, searching the surroundings.
Monts later: "Did you perhaps feel wrong? Besides the three of us, there’s not a trace of human presence here."
Sikong Ye was also sowhat uncertain: "The feeling is there, but not clear. Who could hide so well in front of us and from such a close distance?"
"You’re simply sick!"
Heavenly King Flute was greatly dissatisfied and floated away directly.
However, Fang Che noticed that Heavenly King Flute left in the direction Sikong Ye had been wary of, proving that he was actually uneasy in his heart.
Moreover, Emperor Ye’s intuition was definitely not as unreliable as he claid.
Emperor Ye frowned and returned: "Let’s go, we’re heading back."
Fang Che said: "Is there soone?"
"There should be, but... this person is extrely adept at concealnt. They’ve already escaped."
Emperor Ye frowned and said: "However, no matter how clever they are, if they return tomorrow night, I will certainly end them here!"
At this mont.
The Sixth Fang was already five hundred miles away.
"Damn it, they actually noticed... Sikong Ye, that kid is indeed not easy. But now I’m relieved. With him taking care of the kid, there’s basically no safety issue."
"I’m relieved, I’m relieved."
"I’ll take this opportunity to go back and find my wife..."
"Alas, not being able to recognize one’s own flesh and blood is truly a tragedy in the mortal world... My arrangents should be all right..."
The Sixth Fang began to replay events.
With his level of caution, he carefully replays his arrangents, continually checking for loopholes, showing how seriously he takes this matter.
"Even Ninth Brother can’t know about this!"
"I must be ten thousand tis careful! Otherwise, one mistake and my son is beyond redemption."
Racing ahead hurriedly, by the ti the sky began to brighten, he had already passed Baiyun State, on the road to Bibo City.
He surprisingly took out a mirror, carefully examining his appearance.
It should be similar to back then, but also distinctly different from back then.
The deanor can be similar, but the weathered look must not be missing, looking haggard and weak, letting the wife know how miserable these years have been, to stir up a bit of sympathy.
I am very weak.
My essence Qi has greatly diminished, and it’s fortunate I’ve survived.
As for the nonsense bragging back then about being a Continent Hero...
I’ll cover that with an ordinary Military rit dal; no need for sothing like the Continent rit dal.
Too conspicuous.
It would be bad if that woman goes out bragging.
The Sixth Fang went over his plans ceaselessly throughout the journey, hundreds of tis over, and when he finally was sure there were no mistakes, he had reached outside Bibo City.
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