There is only one life, no one does not cherish it, and Xiaoru also shouted again and again that the woman named Feng Shitian is definitely the kind of person with a black heart and a black liver, so I am afraid that as soon as she enters the Plain of Despair, that woman will...
He will leave his whole group behind.
Although the other three people didn't say anything, they deeply agreed with what Xiaoru said this time.
Because comparing their hearts to their own, if they were Feng Shitian, they would definitely do the same thing when encountering danger in a dangerous place.
Therefore, there is no need for Feng Shitian to risk his life to protect some irrelevant people.
What's more, she has said this several times.
So the four of them thought about it and finally decided to leave.
When the four people told Feng Shitian their decision early the next morning, the latter's face was not surprised at all, but looked very calm, as if they should have made this decision long ago.
"Zhang San, is the carriage ready?" Feng Shitian ignored the four people and asked directly.
"Return to the master, we are ready!" Zhang San said respectfully.
"Well, here are a hundred gold coins, which are enough for you on the road. Here are some dry food and water. They were all bought by Zhang San yesterday. You can take them all with you to eat on the road, but be careful.
Don’t encounter robbers again!” Feng Shitian said, then stood up: “Zhang San, let’s go too!”
"Yes, Master!" Zhang San responded, and just as he and Feng Shitian were about to leave the room, Xiaoru suddenly rushed over from behind. She opened her arms and blocked Feng Shitian's path: "Zhang San, I
Take it back!"
"..." Feng Shitian said nothing but raised his eyebrows.
Xiaoru said loudly: "He is obviously my follower!"
"But you have sold him to me. If it weren't for Zhang San, you thought you would have food, drink, a place to live, and a carriage when you go back. I would have to prepare gold coins for you.
, are you ready to eat and drink?" Feng Shitian asked.
A series of rhetorical questions made Xiaoru's confidence drop a lot, but she still refused to give in: "But, Zhang San is my follower!"
"But you have already sold him to me!" Feng Shitian said coldly.
"But I regret it now. Let's do this. You give him back to me. Oh, by the way, you just gave us a hundred gold coins. I will use the money to buy Zhang San back!" Xiaoru shouted again: "
One hundred gold coins to buy a follower, you are already getting a good deal!"
Feng Shitian actually laughed this time: "You actually want to use my money to buy my followers. I wonder if you are out of your mind or am I?"
Xiaoru was startled, then Feng Shitian leaned into Xiaoru and said in her ear: "Also, I will never sell my people! So, your wishful thinking was wrong!"
After saying this, Feng Shitian and Zhang San left without looking back.
Xiaoru looked at the backs of the two people but fell helplessly to the ground and burst into tears: "What should I do? My grandfather said that Zhang San is very important to our family, but I have never forgotten it before.
What should I do? Wu, Wu, if I go back, my family will definitely be angry. Wu, Wu, Wu..."
As for the other three people, they did not comfort Xiaoru.
Crying, crying, Xiaoru's eyes lit up, and she thought of a way.