Tang Jiajun opened his eyes and gasped for air. Fang Fan held the inheritance beside him and spoke out.
"how do you feel?"
"My head is throbbing from time to time, and I'm still a little empty and weak, but the big problem should be gone. I guess I'll have to recover for a while."
Tang Jiajun said after feeling it for a moment, his face also looked a little sickly pale.
"As long as everything is fine, take more rest during this period and take more spiritual elixirs."
"Oh, I see."
Tang Jiajun nodded, looking at the inheritance with a somewhat regretful look.
"What, you can't bear to leave?"
Fang Fan noticed and asked aloud.
"Well, a little bit, but it's nothing. It will get better after a while."
Tang Jiajun did not hide it, nodded and said directly.
"It's just a foreign object. If I take it away, I will definitely compensate you and I won't treat you badly."
"I believe my lord."
Tang Jiajun kept looking sideways as he spoke.
Fang Fan took one look and immediately laughed and cursed.
"Go, go, don't hit this ginseng beard."
After saying that, he put it away directly.
"hey-hey."
Tang Jiajun smiled indifferently, looked at Fang Fan and suddenly said again.
"Hey, my lord, is this why you haven't integrated the inheritance?"
"Because of what?"
"Because inheritance is a foreign thing."
"Now, I used to think that the inheritance I got was not worthy of me. I at least have to get something better. It is indispensable in the first line, right?"
Fang Fan said with some memories.
"Later, I got the inheritance from Lu Bu, which should be the strongest inheritance in terms of individual martial arts.
Logically speaking, I should be satisfied and integrated, but at this time, my vision has changed a bit.
I began to feel that these things were foreign objects and not mine. I could rely on myself to remain pure and in the middle to become the strongest.
The actions of Lu Bu and Jia Xu also made me more determined on this point.
Because one of them is the pinnacle of martial arts, and the other is the master of intelligence, but at this moment they unanimously chose such a method.
If Lu Bu loses his heritage, he is still Lu Bu; if Jia Xu loses his heritage, he is still Jia Xu.
And I personally told Jia Xu that his inheritance was in Ning'an, and as long as he made some achievements, I would naturally return the inheritance to the original owner.
But he refused."
After Fang Fan finished speaking and saw Tang Jiajun thinking deeply, he couldn't help but smile and nodded before walking out.
"Brother, it's time to eat. It's time to eat."
Qingqing ran over quickly holding the red panda and said crisply.
"Okay, it's time to eat."
Fang Fan rubbed Qingqing's head, messed up her hair, and walked away with Qingqing's angry expression.
"Bad brother, I hate you the most."
However, Fang Fan stopped after taking a few steps, looked at Xiao Yuan coming towards him, slowed down, and nodded towards her.
An angry Fang Qing worked hard to puff up her little cheeks, then looked at her beautiful sister curiously.
Xiao Yuan told Fang Fan everything about Mr. Bai and his party. When Fang Fan heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Mr. Bai is not a simple person. I suspect there is a background behind him."
"Behind?"
"It's just a feeling, you just have to be more cautious."
Xiao Yuan nodded cautiously after hearing this, and carefully put aside matters related to Mr. Bai in her mind.
It was normal, there was nothing wrong with it, but just because it was so normal, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The water seems a bit deep.
Xiao Yuan left. The angry Qingqing rolled her eyes, stepped on Fang Fan's foot viciously, and then ran away with a sweet smile. The little panda quickly waved its short legs and chased after its little master.
Fang Fan laughed when he saw this. He stepped slowly, but the ground quickly seemed to shorten the distance. In a blink of an eye, he came to Qingqing's side, waving his hand and looking at her with a smile.
"ah!"
Qingqing was startled and couldn't react for a moment, and ran into Ye Xiuying's arms.
"mom."
"How old are you, and you still tease Qingqing like this?"
When Fang Fan heard this, he subconsciously touched his nose, shrugged and walked into the house.
There was no words for a night, but the peaceful night was as bright as day under the light of a rune lamp suspended in the sky.
This specially designed rune lamp emits soft light like a small sun.
Under the radiance, the floating city is still prosperous and busy.
The nights in Ning'an never stop. Since the town-level establishment, basically all jobs in Ning'an have been working in three shifts, staying up all night to maximize productivity.
And this continuous production work is one of the reasons for Ning'an's rapid development.
The moon sets, dawn breaks, the sun rises, and the rune lights are quietly turned off. When the tired workers go home from get off work, the Ning'an city gate suddenly opens, and the people who have been waiting for a long time leave Ning'an in an orderly manner along the city gate.
Gathering herbs, hunting, doing business, working, etc., it is simply a spectacular picture of all living beings at the city gate in the early morning.
And among the crowd, a huge motorcade was quite eye-catching.
This is a very large convoy, large, long and wide, with astonishing carrying capacity of twenty carts. They are pulled by mutated donkeys with docile character, huge strength and long endurance, and move through the deep ruts.
It can be seen that every pallet truck is fully loaded.
This convoy of twenty donkey carts was accompanied by 500 people, who were surrounded on both sides of the carts and were closely protected.
Five hundred members is almost the limit of Ning'an's tolerance for private organizations. Once mercenaries try to break through, Ning'an will strike with thunder.
Therefore, this 500-member convoy is already one of the largest and most powerful mercenary forces in the Third Ring Road of Ning'an.
And in the middle of this huge motorcade, there were two people talking. One of them was dressed in white, with a fair face and handsome appearance, but he was the former Mr. Bai.
The other man is thin and has gray hair on his temples. He is a rather old man.
"Old sir, aren't you afraid of attracting attention by going out with all your troops?"
"There is a ghost in my heart that everyone is watching you.
It’s been a bit rough lately, so I’m cautious, isn’t it natural for me to go all out when doing business in distant places?”
"Well, of course, of course."
Mr. Bai didn't make any fuss and said with a smile.
"It's just that the speed is a bit slow. I don't know how long it will take to reach Shouchun."
"If you feel it's too slow, you can take the high-rise boat."
The thin old man sneered.
"you!"
A person next to Mr. Bai stepped forward, but was stopped by Mr. Bai.
As we all know, the two fleets of Ning'an have amazing carrying capacity and amazing speed. Unfortunately, only the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce and the Ning'an Army can use them. Others are not even allowed to approach the docks, let alone ride on them.
No matter how arrogant you are among the mercenaries, you are just an ant in front of the huge Ning'an.
In fact, the mercenaries of Hongshang can only thank the Ning'an Chamber of Commerce for their kindness in not killing people. They only operate in profit-making industries and do not compete with the people for profits.
Well, although the so-called competing for interests with the people is a refutation, it is indeed the case.
