"Beep beep beep!" Just as Yang Zui was getting absorbed in watching, his phone suddenly received a ssage.
He quickly pulled out his phone to check, not caring whether he was in military training or doing anything else; he needed to know imdiately if the money had been transferred.
When he saw 1.3 billion transferred in, he felt an overwhelming urge to shout. It seed this hurdle was over, but asking his family for money in the future might get tricky.
Yang Zui turned his head slightly and whispered to Ye Hao, "Tell your account again."
"60582...5351." Ye Hao responded without hesitation; Yang Zui had willingly accepted the loss, so there was no need for pretense.
Yang Zui quickly entered Ye Hao's account, and once the information was verified, he pressed confirm to transfer the money.
Soon, Ye Hao received the notification of the 1.3 billion transfer. Seeing another 1.3 billion coming in, he felt like laughing! Others toil for a lifeti just to earn a million, yet he made 2.6 billion in re hours—the money truly ca too easily.
Yang Zui noticed the smile at Ye Hao's lips and discreetly curled his own, inwardly sniping at the country bumpkin who's never seen money.
Yet his heart was more unsettled, losing 2.6 billion in one go and having to hide it from his family. If they found out he wasn't investing but lost it gambling, he'd definitely end up in a small dark room to reflect on his mistakes.
"Thanks!" Ye Hao chuckled softly.
"Damn it, don't get cocky; sooner or later, I'll make you cough up 5.2 billion, double!" Yang Zui snorted coldly.
"Hehe, I'll be waiting, but you better not lose to again; I won't hold back." Ye Hao replied and continued his military training.
Ti slipped by quickly; Lei Ting had been at the Dragon and Phoenix Castle for five days already. Ye Hao and the others underwent five days of military training. Lin Ruyu and Su Qing got a bit tanned, but it didn't affect their beauty—it just added to Ye Hao's hardship of giving them back massages every night, lest they complain endlessly.
But life had to go on.
Marching towards Jin Gate from Yanjing, the Nanling Martial Fool was in tattered clothes, resembling a beggar walking along the highway, each passing vehicle stirring up dust that settled on him.
His quick pace headed towards his family's address, yet his appearance was pitiful, a true beggar disguise.
The Nanling Martial Fool had gone nearly three days without food or drink; he needed to act, act convincingly, to evade everyone's scrutiny; he had to endure hardships, lest his mother continued to be imprisoned by the Nanling family.
Though the Martial Fool had the strength of a twelve-segnt National Martial Arts fighter, in the end, he was still a mortal. Three days and nights without food or drink left him dizzy from hunger.
He took out a slightly stale bun from his backpack and began gnawing, then drank so river water from under the highway before continuing on his way to the family's location.
If Ye Hao knew of the Nanling Martial Fool in this state, he'd surely be distressed enough to personally take him to the Nanling family to rescue his mother.
Once fed and hydrated, the Nanling Martial Fool quickened his pace, his shoes were so worn they exposed his feet, and with each step, a trace of fresh blood would seep out.
After walking for another half hour, he arrived in the bustling city of Jin Gate, but he did not head into the busy downtown area. Instead, he went to a hillside in the suburbs.
There was a very large manor on the hillside. The manor was grand and beautiful, with nearby flowers, grass, and trees professionally maintained.
The appearance of the Nanling Martial Fool quickly drew the attention of the Nanling family servants. A caretaker of the outdoor flower garden approached and blocked him with a scoff, "This is the Nanling family, no idlers allowed near."
The Nanling Martial Fool raised his head with a grim smile, his lips dry, his eyes bloodshot, frightening the old man, who shuffled back a few steps.
"Guang, don't recognize ?" The Nanling Martial Fool laughed bitterly.
"You... you are...?" The old man called Guang looked at the Nanling Martial Fool but couldn't figure out who he was.
The Martial Fool who left ho was vastly different from the Martial Fool returning now; the forr had a strong physique, while the current one looked like he hadn't eaten for days, emaciated to the bone.
"Nanling Martial Fool." After saying this, the Nanling Martial Fool walked straight into the manor.
"Nanling... Martial Fool, it's actually him?" Guang repeated the na in disbelief, finding it hard to fathom that the Martial Fool could return to this family, overturning his perception.
The Nanling Martial Fool paid no heed to Guang's reaction but instead carried his backpack into the manor hall.
The appearance of the Martial Fool was quickly reported by Guang to the ears of the Martial Fool's brothers.
In a large courtyard of the Nanling Manor, a refined and elegant young man, who looked bewitching with eyes like a woman's, sat.
This was Nanling Rongxin, who imprisoned the Martial Fool's mother, currently indulging in the company of two won.
"Xin, faster, faster..." One woman urged beneath him.
Another woman also coordinated with Nanling Rongxin, conquering the woman beneath him.
At this mont, a ssage-delivering servant approached from outside. Upon hearing the panting sounds inside, he knew Nanling Rongxin was enjoying himself, so he patiently waited for Rongxin to finish before reporting.
Three minutes later, a long moan and a sound resembling a dragon's exhausted sigh ca from inside.
The servant stepped forward, promptly reporting, "Young Master Rongxin, Young Master Wu Chi has returned."
Sitting up after finishing, Rongxin frowned. The Martial Fool returned? Did he really make a million on his return? It didn't seem scientifically plausible. Could even Martial Fool earn a million?
Considering this, he also wanted to see what kind of state the Martial Fool was in now; he wasn't worried about the Martial Fool forcefully taking his mother away, so he calmly told the servant outside, "Got it, inform my elder brother Tianjun about this too."
"Young Master Rongxin, Young Master Tianjun and the others already know; they should currently be heading to the hall." The servant replied.
"All right, you may go now. I'll head over there shortly." After speaking, Rongxin stood, and one of the won cutely approached to lick clean the unfamiliar liquid residue.
The woman who just climaxed softly cooed, "Xin, I want more..."
"Wait, I'll co back to spoil you later, wait for , sowhere." Rongxin laughed lavishly.
"We'll be waiting, young master!" The two won entwined around Rongxin like boneless serpents.
"Little sluts, wait for ." Rongxin patted their butts then dressed and left. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please go to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian to read.)
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