"Ah!"
He dropped the long saber and clutched his arm with a scream, using force manipulation to stop the bleeding, his face already drenched in sweat.
After doing all this, he finally tremblingly raised his head to glance at Fang Zheng, turned his body, and staggered step by step towards the outer door.
"Poof!"
"Ah!"
A similar scream to his ca from behind imdiately, obviously the last person also made a decision, leaving an arm to save his life.
"Wu Hai."
"Here."
"Clean up."
"Yes."
Once the ground was cleaned up, everyone stood silently in the arena. Although Fang Zheng said little, he had already instilled fear in everyone.
"In these chaotic tis, disasters are ceaseless."
Fang Zheng stood up from his seat, hands behind his back, and said slowly:
"Today there’s bandits, tomorrow evil cults, in a few days there’ll be governnt troops ransacking, and later it might be military pillaging."
"This is no way to live."
Everyone lowered their heads, not a word was uttered.
"Wu Hai."
"Here!"
"You should be able to reach out to the experts from the Hu Ben Army, right?"
"This..." Wu Hai looked up, eyes flickering:
"Master?"
"Just speak frankly." Fang Zheng waved his hand.
"Yes." Wu Hai nodded:
"I can contact two, one of them has the cultivation base of a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist, and... that person also understands military tactics and formation."
"Good."
Fang Zheng nodded:
"Invite him here, I intend to beco a tyrant in Gu’an County."
If there are thirty loyal subordinates, he dares to rampage in the countryside; if there are three hundred armored guards, even the soldiers that day would have reservations about taking him.
If he can raise three thousand elite soldiers...
Even if the Lord Governor dies here, no one would dare to sar his na!
If there are thirty thousand...
Even the Prefecture City might not be out of reach!
Who dares to bully?
Ultimately,
the foundation is still too shallow.
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"Congratulations! Congratulations!"
Fang Zheng smiled and stepped forward, handing over a thick red envelope:
"Raising a son is a long journey, Dapeng, you can’t be lazy anymore; otherwise, Nannan might have complaints."
"You shouldn’t have brought anything!" Dapeng’s face was glowing red, he smiled as he waved his hand:
"I’ve already been working hard."
"Nannan..."
"Hey!"
Seeing Nannan eagerly take the red envelope and open it on the spot, he couldn’t help but rub his forehead, shaking his head a bit helplessly.
Today was the full-month celebration for his son, and although the other guests didn’t matter, Nannan had been waiting a long ti for Boss Fang’s gift.
To friends,
Fang Zheng has always been generous.
"Boss Fang is so generous!"
Seeing the thick stack of money in the red envelope, more than enough for a gold bracelet, Nannan’s eyes curved into crescent moons, overflowing with joy:
"When Boss Fang has a child, we’ll be sure to give a big red envelope too."
"Then you’ll have to wait for a while." Fang Zheng laughed, taking a step forward and teasing the chubby baby in Nannan’s arms:
"What’s the na?"
"Haven’t thought of one yet." Dapeng replied:
"We just have a nickna for now, calling him Little Dragon."
"Boss Fang." Nannan’s eyes brightened:
"Since you’re educated, why don’t you pick a na?"
"Am I educated?" Fang Zheng waved his hand:
"Nannan, don’t make fun of , back then I couldn’t pass the academic exams and had to apply to art school, such little education isn’t worth ntioning now."
He continued:
"There are many guests today, you all are busy, I’ll go outside for a walk."
"Sure."
Dapeng nodded:
"Later, sit at a table with a few friends."
"What’s sure about that!" Nannan’s eyes widened, kicking him:
"Go talk with Boss Fang, I’m enough here, when there are more people, my mother will co to help, you’re just in the way here."
"You’re really..." Dapeng was speechless:
"Alright!"
There were quite a few guests today, and as the host, he of course had to entertain each one, but in Nannan’s eyes, attending to Fang Zheng was most important.
"Let’s go!"
Dapeng put his arm around Fang Zheng, walking out of the room while whispering:
"My wife is good in every way, just a bit too materialistic, with the kind of relationship we brothers have, is there a need to be so distant?"
"Yes."
Fang Zheng smiled and nodded:
"But you really should buck up a bit, if not for you, then also for your son."
"I have the shares you gave , as long as I don’t waste it, it’s enough for three generations to live comfortably." Dapeng waved his hand nonchalantly, eyes rolling, he added:
"However, I really do want you to help find a job."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow, instinctively sensing sothing amiss:
"What do you want to do?"
"I heard..." Dapeng’s eyes lit up, saying:
"Besides Square Porcelain and Yunzhi, you also started a cultural entertainnt company, and even the superstar Chen Wan is a signed artist with your company?"
"Can you arrange for to get in?"
"What do you want to do?" Fang Zheng was speechless, he could see through Dapeng’s thoughts even from eight hundred miles away, and couldn’t help but roll his eyes:
"Don’t forget, you’re already a family man with a child."
"So what?" Dapeng replied with a straightforward face:
"Everyone appreciates beauty, besides I’m not ssing around, just want to have heart-to-heart talks and chats with cute young girls."
"What’s wrong with that?"
Fang Zheng shook his head.
"Don’t be like that!"
Dapeng widened his eyes:
"Are you really not willing to help a brother out with such a small favor?"
"I’m sincerely wanting to do sothing, and you know my taste, in beauty selection and judging I’m definitely an expert, you were just telling to do so work, now you’re not supporting ?"
"Enough, enough." Fang Zheng waved his hands repeatedly:
"Just the ntion of won and you’re all energetic, why don’t I see you this spirited usually? Go if you want, but don’t expect to play any underhanded tricks."
"Rest assured!"
Dapeng patted his chest with a loud slap, saying:
"Don’t you know my nature, won in my eyes are to be cherished, how could I use underhanded thods? What kind of face would I have then?"
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