Just when the two people were in despair, a calm voice suddenly sounded behind them.
The two of them were stunned.
"Why do I seem to hear the island owner's voice?"
Mr. Long did not look back and murmured.
"I think I heard it too."
Bu Yingjiu also stood there blankly, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Is it possible that Island Master Lu is dead and his soul is coming back to find us..."
"Ah, fart!"
Lu Fan raised his hand and slapped Bu Yingjiu directly on the forehead: "You have only been following me for a few days and you are already expecting me to die?"
This palm could be regarded as completely waking up both of them.
The two of them turned back together and saw that Lu Fan had appeared behind them unexpectedly. They both did not react for a moment and stayed in place.
"What are you looking at? It's already dawn. It's time to prepare to go back to Longhu Island to make money!"
Lu Fan glanced at them angrily, but a warm current flowed through his heart.
I haven't been in contact with these two people for long, but they are so loyal that they even shed tears because of their temporary disappearance.
They also noticed Wenren Muxue standing behind Lu Fan. The way Wenren Muxue was dressed, it was obvious that she was from the secular world, but Lu Fan didn't say anything, so they didn't ask.
Three people came, four people returned.
When they returned to Longhu Island, the sky was bright!
As soon as a few people landed on the island, they could see some sparse but busy figures.
These people are all the more than two hundred secular "slaves" transported from the Mo family's warship.
But now, they have all become staff members on the island.
Seeing Lu Fan and others appear, a group of staff led by Ming Fang immediately came over, stood in a row respectfully, and said in unison: "Island Master!"
Wenren Muxue was shocked by this formation.
According to the news she learned on the way here.
In this fairyland of the South China Sea, where cultivation is flourishing, all outsiders from the secular world are like slaves, without any status or dignity.
She was still worried about Lu Fan's safety on the island at first.
He was worried that he would be threatened by monks on the road due to his difficulty in moving.
But who would have known that Lu Fan would become the owner of an island just a few days after he came to the island?
Moreover, although many of the people in front of her looked familiar to her, they seemed to be on the same ship as herself, coming from the secular world to the South China Sea Wonderland.
But it was obvious that there were some people who were obviously overseas monks, and they also called Lu Fan the owner of the island.
"I know what you want to ask. Go somewhere to rest first, and I will tell you slowly."
Lu Fan smiled, motioned for Ming Fang to follow him, and then walked directly towards the Ziwu Auction.
Returning to Ziwu Auction House, Lu Fan looked at Mr. Long and said, "Mr. Long, you are old. Please accompany us all night and go and rest first. You have nothing to do during the day. At night, it is your home court."
"Home field?"
Mr. Long chuckled and then stood up, "Okay, I am old now. After running all night, my body is a little unable to bear it. I will go back and rest first. If anything happens, just ask Island Master Lu.
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"I'll take Mr. Long back and resettle these rabbits."
Bu Yingjiu stood up, supported Mr. Long, and carried a few fairy rabbits, and left the auction house.