Bailong County City, in the south direction of the city, is inside a luxurious mansion.

A handsome young man in a Chinese robe was leaning on a square sandalwood chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand and sipping it gently, his expression calm and elegant.

Next to the young man, stood a middle-aged man with a square hat and a long coat, two handlebar mustaches, a slightly fat body, and dressed like a butler.

The man was frowning and staring at the bodies not far in front of the two of them, which were placed on a stretcher. They were covered in blood, and their hands and feet were fixed with bandages and wooden clamps.

Next to the stretcher, there were several young men in black shirts. One of them was tremblingly reporting to the two of them everything that happened when he went to the Han family branch. He glanced at the young man in Chinese robes from time to time, with a deep look in his eyes.

of awe.

This leader of the younger generation of the Han family has always been ruthless, almost cold-blooded, towards his subordinates who are not doing things well.

Now that they had messed up what the other party had told them to do, and Han Won's limbs had been broken, everyone was naturally worried.

However, to everyone's surprise, after listening to their reports, the young man in Chinese robes just waved his hand and said.

"I know, let's carry the person down so that he can be treated."

When all the young men in black heard this, they were shocked and at the same time, they quickly bowed and saluted, and carried Han Won on the stretcher out of the door.

After everyone left, the young man put down the tea cup in his hand and tilted his head slightly.

"Steward Chen, what do you think of this matter?"

"Young Master, Han Feng is obviously born with useless veins and cannot cultivate. How can he defeat Han Yuan, who is already a four-star martial artist and has also practiced martial arts?"

When the young man heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Do you think they dare to deceive me?"

Upon hearing this, Butler Chen's expression changed slightly and he quickly changed his words.

"Young master, please don't misunderstand me. I just think this matter is too strange. Could it be that Miss Chu is secretly helping Han Feng."

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I don't rule out this possibility, or it could be that the good-for-nothing got some opportunities and improved his skills in the Zhou family."

"Young Master, Han Feng dares to interfere in the marriage between Young Master and Miss Chu. Why don't you let me send someone to punish him and teach him a lesson?"

Hearing this, the young man waved his hands and said.

"Recently, grandpa is discussing with the elders of the Presbyterian Hall to decide on the candidate for the head of the family through a family competition in half a year.

There are a few old guys who were favored by Han Xiaotian in the past, but they have been reluctant to agree to this matter. Now, under the pressure from grandpa, they are gradually giving in, and it is not appropriate to take action against the Han family branch at this moment."

Butler Chen suddenly realized, but he was a little unwilling to accept it.

"Should we just let it go?"

A cold smile appeared on the young man's lips.

"Haha... Han Xiaotian crippled my father's cultivation back then. This hatred is irreconcilable. If he dies, the debt will naturally be settled on his two sons. We will wait for the elders' hall to make a decision in a few days before taking action.

They are not late.

And Chu Hanxin, the woman that I, Han Chen, like, can never escape my grasp! All you need to do is send someone to keep an eye on the movements of the Han family branch."

"Yes, young master!"

…

The next morning, Han Feng sat up from the bed and stretched, feeling refreshed and energetic.

After rolling over and jumping out of bed, Han Feng was about to go out and wash up, but suddenly found that his shoulder, which had stung yesterday, felt no pain at the moment. He tried twisting it a few times, and it turned out to be flexible.

"Um……?"

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered the drop of "life spirit liquid" he drank yesterday.

"Is it really restored?"

Han Feng doubtfully took off his shirt and looked at his shoulders. Sure enough, there was no trace of redness or swelling at all.

Then I tried to untie the "bow knot" on my head and pulled back the gauze to take a look.

Sure enough, the scar on the forehead had dried completely. When it was gently peeled off, there was only a faint red mark left on the forehead, which would probably disappear soon.

After witnessing this magical scene with his own eyes, Han Feng, who was still somewhat skeptical of Xian'er's words, now had no choice but to believe it.

It is indeed a divine weapon. Even if it is damaged, it is still so magical. It is not worth the tens of thousands of gold coins that I poured into it!

When he thought of gold coins, Han Feng's heart suddenly moved.

Now that my body has recovered, I can go to the county to inspect it today, so I can think of ways to make money as soon as possible and buy spiritual stones to support my cultivation.

Today’s head of the Han family is really “too poor”!

After washing himself briefly, Han Feng wrapped gauze around his head. After all, anyone who saw this abnormal recovery speed would find it strange. Han Feng didn't know how to explain it, so he simply continued to pretend to be injured.

Walking towards the front hall of Han Mansion, there was a lot of noise from the front yard, accompanied by the sound of banging bricks and tiles.

Han Feng was shocked and thought, could it be that the main line's revenge came so quickly, knocking on the door so early in the morning?

He hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed to the front hall. Han Feng took a look and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

I saw a lot of people in the front yard of Han Mansion. Seven or eight bricklayers were scattered throughout the front yard of Han Mansion, laying bricks and laying tiles... They were very busy.

Butler Zhang was smiling broadly, leading two middle-aged men who looked like foremen, standing in the courtyard, pointing around the lobby of the Han Mansion, as if they were discussing a repair plan.

In the southeast corner of the front yard, near the penthouse, little Loli Bing'er is also extremely busy.

She was seen directing two vendors with her small waist, putting two large baskets of "chickens" into the newly fenced fence, and then asked two vegetable farmers to carry all the fruits, vegetables and meat to the kitchen.

go.

The little Loli raised her chin and straightened her slightly "barren" little breasts. Between her brows and eyes, she was filled with joy and pride. This was the first time since coming to the branch that Bing'er had purchased so generously for her family.

Looking at Butler Zhang and Bing'er, they looked like servants of a wealthy family, generous and generous, and the poor "head" Han Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, but there was some warmth in his heart. This made him look like a member of a family.

Look.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you come over for dinner?"

Suddenly a cold voice came from behind him. Han Feng was startled and looked back, only to realize that in the hall, Chu Hanxin was sitting at the table having breakfast.

Today, Chu Hanxin was still wearing an elegant and simple white dress, with the same cold demeanor, but Han Feng could feel that there was a hint of warmth and brilliance in Chu Hanxin's calm eyes.

At this moment, she was eating while looking at the lively scene in the courtyard, and she was actually quite fascinated by what she saw.

Han Feng grinned at Chu Hanxin and sat down to eat breakfast.

"How are the injuries on your body?"

Chu Hanxin looked at the lively scene outside the hospital and asked lightly.

"Hehe... It's getting better now, especially on the shoulders. Sister, your massage techniques are really amazing. How about I go to your room again today and you give me..."

Han Feng had just flattered him and was about to hit the snake with a stick, but was directly interrupted by Chu Hanxin, who said coldly.

"You don't have time. Don't you have hands yourself?"

"Uh...okay."

Being ruthlessly rejected by Chu Hanxin, Han Feng had no choice but to respond, while secretly glancing at Chu Hanxin's profile.

Sure enough, beautiful people are beautiful in whatever they do, even the movements of eating porridge and picking vegetables are so charming.

Seeing Chu Hanxin's elegant and calm behavior, Han Feng unknowingly thought of the sexy scene he saw when he accidentally opened the door of Chu Hanxin's room that day.

Thinking of this, Han Feng's eyes couldn't help but become a little unruly, and he glanced at Chu Hanxin's delicate body.

At this moment, Chu Hanxin, who was staring blankly at the outside of the courtyard, suddenly turned to look at Han Feng.

Han Feng was startled. Feeling guilty, he almost knocked over the porridge bowl. He quickly looked away and changed the subject.

"Hey...why didn't you see Xiao Lei?"

Chu Hanxin glared at Han Feng and said.

"Xiao Lei's injury is not serious. Naturally, he can't get out of bed now. Bing'er and I went to see him this morning. He applied medicine to the wound and with the help of spiritual stones, his recovery is pretty good."

"Spiritual stone?"

Han Feng is now extremely sensitive to these two words.

When Chu Hanxin saw this, she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked into Han Feng's eyes and asked.
Chapter completed!