Chapter 41: The Joy of Helping Others

  Let me explain, there will be a wife and a mistress too, but they won't bring their families to fix the relationship... The plot has already been arranged, just keep reading.

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  "Green, this is some savings I've accumulated over the years, take it." Fengxiu handed the box to Green, no, she was gambling, betting on her life in a high-stakes gamble. She didn't plan to bring Green with her, why? Because after leaving here, she would no longer be the high-and-mighty young lady who needed a maid's attendance, but instead would have to actively attend to others.

  "Miss, this......" Green was at a loss for what to do for a moment.

  "Actually, I know you've been secretly reporting my situation to the Seventh Prince. I'm not angry because you've always served me wholeheartedly. Considering our master-servant relationship, there's nothing else I can give you before I leave, so just take this box." Feng Xiu sighed and said. When under someone's roof, one has no choice but to lower their head! For all these years, even the closest maid by my side was someone else's informant. This feeling can only be understood by those who have experienced it.

  Lu'er was stunned and knelt down in fear, just as she was about to say something, but Fengxiu interrupted her: "I know you were forced, I never blamed you, really."

  Ignoring Fengxiu and Lü'er's farewell conversation, Yang Tian asked to go back and looked at Xiaobie who was still in a coma, he couldn't help but feel a little down.

  It wasn't until late at night that Yu Qinghong finally ran back, and after seeing the little girl on Yang Tianwen's bed, he was even more surprised, his eyes almost popping out. He laughed strangely and said: "So you're into this kind of thing, huh? Heh heh~~"

  Yang Tian almost went mad with rage, and gave Yu Qinghong a punch, saying: "How dare you speak like that? She is the granddaughter of Tianji Old Man, and before he passed away, he entrusted her to my care."

  "What? Tianji Lao Ren is dead? Who could have killed him? He was a master who had half a foot in the divine realm, and he was widely connected, kind and generous. Throughout his life, he never held grudges against anyone." Yu Qing Hong seemed to be in disbelief.

  "It was Crazy Blade. By the time I arrived, Old Heaven's Machine had already passed away." Yang Tianping replied calmly.

  "Ah, I see," said Yu Qinghong, somewhat enlightened. "But what about the Mad Blade? Has he left Wan City?" Clearly, there had been no news of the Mad Blade's return to the jianghu.

  "It's over." Yang Tian replied with a expressionless face.

  "Hmm~~~" Yu Qinghong heard clearly this time, and couldn't help but feel a little speechless. Has the world changed? In the past few decades, there were only three old generation's god-level strongmen, but in recent years... Tsk tsk tsk~~~

  Yang Tian asked Yu Qinghong what he was thinking, and added: "Haven't you heard that the rear waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach?"

  Yu Qinghong nodded as soon as he heard it: "It makes sense, too much sense, but... which river is this Yangtze River?"

  "Dummy, a very long river is called Yangtze River." Yang Tian asked and casually found an excuse to brush it off.

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  The next day at noon, Yang Tianwen woke up from his meditation and after a period of practice, he had good control over the time spent in meditation. However, if it was deep meditation, it was still impossible to control.

  Xiao Bi had not woken up yet, Yang Tian looked at the time and it was almost time, so he picked up Xiao Bi and called out to Xiao Bai, heading towards the main gate of Tingyu Tower.

  Yu Qinghong came forward halfway and said: "The carriage is ready, we can set off at any time."

  Yang Tian asked Xiao Bi'er to be handed over to Yu Qing, saying: "You first put her on the horse cart, I still have to wait for people in the main hall."

  "Waiting for whom?" Yu Qinghong took over Xiao Bie'er and asked casually.

  "Fengxiu." Yang Tianwen replied without hesitation.

  "Who? Fengxiu everyone?!" Yu Qinghong was stunned, but fortunately, the stimulation he had received in the past few days was too much, and he gradually developed some immunity. He quickly reacted, "Okay, you're strong! I'll get on the horse carriage first." Holding Xiao Bi'er, he took a step forward.

  Yang Tianwen arrived in the hall and casually found a table on the first floor to sit down, poured himself a cup of tea from the teapot on the table, and drank while waiting.

  Before long, Fengxiu emerged with a veil over her face, holding an ancient zither and carrying a small bundle on her back. As soon as she appeared, the entire hall fell silent, with everyone's eyes fixed on her.

  The shopkeeper in the hall realized that something seemed to be wrong, and he quickly signaled for someone to go in and report, while he himself came forward with a bow and a humble face: "Master Fengxiu, is there any instruction? How did you come out?"

  "Oh, I'm leaving here." Fengxiu said calmly on the surface but was extremely nervous in her heart. This is the place where she has lived for ten years, filled with countless bittersweet memories, a place that she both misses and detests.

  "What? Leaving?" The shopkeeper was stunned. Fengxiu was one of the signboards of Tingyulou, an absolute cash cow. If she were to leave, Tingyulou would suffer a great loss, and he himself would be in trouble.

  "Fengxiu, don't joke around, okay?" The shopkeeper said with a cold sweat on his forehead.

  "She's not joking because I'm going to take her away from here." Yang Tian asked as he stood up and interrupted.

  As soon as the words fell, "Brush, brush, brush~~" countless people stood up, and the martial artists around them even drew their swords and shouted: "Little white face, where did you come from? How dare you be so arrogant to take Fengxiu away?" If anyone is going to take her away, it should be us!

  Yang Tianwen hadn't spoken yet, when the Seventh Prince quickly walked out from the back hall with several bodyguard-like men and said: "Oh? Yang young master, what's going on?" He arrived a bit late and didn't hear the exciting content.

  "It's just you, Prince Wang. Nothing much, I'm just taking a girl for a walk." Yang Tianwen said with a playful glint in his eye.

  "Oh? Which young lady can enter Yang Gongzi's eyes?" The Seventh Prince saw Fengxiu standing aside and his smile froze, saying: "You wouldn't be thinking of taking Fengxiu away, would you?"

  "Not bad." Yang Tian asked briefly replied.

  The Seventh King looked at Fengxiu and saw that she also nodded, suddenly feeling like his head was about to explode. The recent blood cases on the mainland were already a headache, and the loss of Tingyulou was already great enough. If Fengxiu and everyone else left, Tingyulou would probably be finished. However, he really didn't dare to ask Yang Tian what's going on, why? Because of Yang Tian's strength!

  However, some guys around didn't recognize the true dragon and shouted indiscriminately: "Don't even think about it! If you want to take Fengxiu and everyone away, you have to ask the weapons in our hands first." Smart guy, stirring up public anger is good for muddying the waters.