"Old sixth? What’s going on?" Feng Yunqi hurriedly asked.
"Ah? Nothing, nothing." The Sixth Fang flatly denied.
"What did Dongfang Sansan tell you?"
"Ah? Nothing, nothing."
"You... Why do you have such a look?"
"Ah? Nothing, nothing."
Feng Yunqi was instantly irritated, stepping up to the Sixth Fang, only to see this guy staring blankly, utterly oblivious, lost in a daze.
A hand waved in front of his eyes, and he still showed no reaction.
Feng Yunqi was instantly terrified.
"Brother, brother... What exactly did Dongfang Sansan say to you?"
"Nothing, didn’t say anything!"
"Damn it!"
Feng Yunqi furiously got up: "I’m going to find him!"
"Don’t go!"
"What’s the matter, really?"
"Nothing, really nothing..."
Feng Yunqi sat down heavily.
With a face full of gloom.
The Sixth Fang didn’t notice his elder brother’s expression at all, still lost in his own world.
With a face full of fantasy.
And then muttered "Tsk, tsk tsk..."
"Oh dear, oh dear..."
"Tsk, oh dear..."
"Damn... Tsk, oh dear... Damn it..."
He was an utter basket case.
At night, lying in bed, tossing and turning, like a pancake.
Feng Yunqi didn’t dare to sleep, listening intently.
The Sixth Fang was probably driven mad by Dongfang Sansan.
Lest he take his life when I’m not paying attention.
But Feng Yunqi also knew that what Dongfang Sansan said to the Sixth Fang must be a top-secret that even he and Xue Fuxiao couldn’t hear.
Otherwise, he would not have sent the two of them away.
So the Sixth Fang didn’t tell him, and he didn’t ask further.
Just deeply curious, deeply bewildered.
The Sixth Fang’s composure was so admired even by himself, never flinching in the face of life and death.
What matter could have stunned him to this extent tonight, like he’s gone insane?
Laughing and crying?
Even into the next day, the Sixth Fang was still sowhat dazed; and this condition continued for many days.
Until the Sixth Fang recovered to Military General Cultivation, did it slowly begin to subside, and then clearly started to beco restless.
"Why is the recovery so slow..."
"Brother, can you think of a way!"
"This is so damn irritating!"
"When can I go out!"
"What kind of crappy rules did you set!"
"Damn, is this going to work or not!"
Feng Yunqi could only remain silent. He never expected his anticipation for the awakening of his brother, after waiting three thousand years, to turn into tornt once he awoke.
He now even had a thought: How about... Sixth Fang, why don’t you pass out again? Three thousand years or six thousand years...
...
Feng Yunqi was tornted by the Sixth Fang.
anwhile, Fang Che was enjoying himself.
Every day feasting from one house to another, now with Yun Jianqiu and others forming a queue, one feast in the morning, another in the afternoon.
Only those with enough status and weight.
Every day drinking.
Every day celebrating, seeing off.
Fang Che didn’t want it to be so overwhelming, but he couldn’t help it. This was a necessary part of social interactions.
Only after days of revelry did he rember to send ssages to Feng Xing, Yan Bei, Han, Chen Yin, and Ling Kong.
"Mr. Yan, this is Yemo reporting. Now that my position has changed, I have taken up the role of Chief Inspector of Yixin Sect, and my future whereabouts are uncertain, so I won’t be stationed at Baiyun State anymore. I specifically report this to you."
"Young Master, this is Starlight reporting. Now that my position has changed, I have taken up the role of Inspector of Yixin Sect, so I won’t be in Baiyun State anymore... I’ll be working under Lord Night Demon henceforth; reporting this to Young Master."
"Brother Chen, greetings, it’s Yemo, now my position has changed..."
"Brother Ling, greetings, it’s Yemo... Just letting you know."
All were inford.
Yan Beihan’s ssage arrived first, brief and succinct: "Got it."
Full of a sense of superiority.
Feng Xing replied: "Then henceforth, contacting will be much easier. Do your job well. If that Yemo is unfavorable to you, tell , I’ll deal with him."
"Lord Night Demon is just proud, he shouldn’t target . But if sothing happens, I will report to Young Master anyti."
"Good."
Feng Xing was very pleased.
With the position of Leader of Starlight, getting promoted to Yixin Sect Inspector ant a big step forward. It seems Yin Shen Palace isn’t fearless of after all.
Humph, as long as you behave, you’ll have good things to look forward to.
Chen Yin had a different response: "Oh, it’s a good thing, congratulations Night Demon brother on the promotion, it’s a pity I’m at the headquarters, unable to celebrate with Night Demon brother over drinks. If there’s anything in the future, feel free to tell , I will do my best to help you settle it."
"Thank you, Young Master Chen."
"Don’t ntion it!"
Ling Kong was even more delighted: "Great news Night Demon, this is fantastic news, do your best, I’ll find opportunities for you, if you need anything just say, the brothers will absolutely get it done!"
After this round of communication, Fang Che carefully felt the tone and words in the ssages.
He nodded in satisfaction: "For the ti being, there seems to be no concerns."
Then considering.
Now that I’ve been promoted, should I go ho for a visit? I’ve finished the chive dumplings I brought back, maybe I should go back for more?
But thinking it over, since it’s only been a few days back, if I return so frequently, Mother might suspect sothing about this promotion...
Better wait until later, perhaps when inspecting Bibo City, and return gloriously, making an entrance?
And if by then so young master pops out for to teach a lesson, it’ll be even better...
Then after half a month.
Reported to Yin Shen Palace: "Master, the thousand people who ca, are now almost ready, so have already started participating in the escort task."
"But I killed fifty of them. Plus those extrely obvious wanted criminals and those too distinctive-looking, I dealt with twenty. Currently, the total left is nine hundred and three. These, after plastic surgery and transformation, can basically be used, and their identities have all been set."
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