"Master!" Xu Miaoru said angrily, "We've all said it here, let's just say it."

Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded: "Actually, both King Yi and King Ying have done something to the prince, but they were only temporarily neutralized once."

Xu Miaoru frowned and looked at him.

"Back when the victims were in the camp, there were people who wanted to stir up trouble, and they were the people of King Ying and King Yi." Fakong shook his head and said, "If we hadn't noticed it at the time, the prince would have been raised at home now."

"Damn it!" Xu Miaoru slapped the table angrily.

They were sitting in Fakong's courtyard, with a tea cup and two plates of snacks and fruits brought by Lin Feiyang on the table.

Fa Kong will say no more.

Xu Miaoru stared at the blue sky and suddenly sneered: "Since they are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust."

Fa Kong smiled.

As expected of a princess, she is as beautiful as a woman.

She didn't want to cause trouble, but since she couldn't hide, she would take the initiative and never shrink back and be beaten passively.

The big deal is to close the palace and live a quiet life behind closed doors. It’s no big deal!

People who have experienced pain and torture and recovered naturally have different minds and are more open-minded about fame, fortune and wealth.

Xu Miaoru said: "Then let Yu'er fight!"

"Whether you want to fight or not, let it be. Brother Chu is still clear-headed and won't be obsessed with it."

"...Okay." Xu Miaoru sighed softly: "Master, as a princess, I want to say that the world is dangerous and life is difficult. Isn't it too pretentious?"

Fa Kong smiled.

Xu Miaoru shook her head: "It is really difficult to live a comfortable life. Although the prince came back without saying anything and seemed like nothing happened, I know that he is worried and under great pressure."

Fakong nodded.

Prince Xin wants to take revenge on King Chun of Dayong and exterminate the Huangquan Valley. This is too difficult and of course he will be under a lot of pressure.

But it’s not appropriate to talk too much about these things to Xu Miaoru.

As the sun set, Fa Kong did not take Fan Ning and Zhou Yang, nor did he take Monk Huiling. He only slowly came to his seat in Guanyun Tower with Lin Feiyang.

Along the way, of course, there were shouts of "Master Fakong", and everyone bowed accordingly.

The aftertaste of the cloud-making rain mantra is still there.

Fa Kong returned the gifts one by one and walked very slowly. When he came to the table and sat down, the setting sun had completely set under the mountain.

The twilight is rising, and the lanterns are beginning to shine.

Guanyun Tower was already brightly lit and extremely noisy.

However, it was very quiet around Fakong, and the guests at several tables near them consciously lowered their voices for fear of disturbing him.

Fakong ate slowly, chewing his food carefully, showing the majesty of an eminent monk.

Lin Feiyang looked around, looking around, worried that a top expert would pop out at any time to assassinate Fakong.

At this time, in an alley ten miles away, Wang Qingshan was lying in a pool of blood. There was a hole in his heart, the size of a fist, and blood was pouring out.

It was a punch that broke his heart.

An old man with gray hair was in the process of killing. Four masters were already dead at his feet, and two more had activated their secret techniques. Their eyes were like two balls of flame, and they were attacking the old man with gray hair desperately.
Chapter completed!