"Ugh..."

I wasn't sure if I felt preemptive. Yun Zhengqing, who was unconscious in the back seat, regained consciousness at this moment. He struggled to sit up from his seat, looked at Ye Fengsheng in front of him, and asked, "Where am I?"

Ye Fengsheng was a bit surprised by his own ability. He was unconscious but still a prophet, so he said, "You have this ability. Once you reach Jinxiu Garden, you'll wake up."

"Thank you."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhengqing was eager to take care of himself. After confirming he was in a safe environment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He rushed to Ye Fengsheng, opened the door, and was about to leave.

Ye Fengsheng shouted at him, "Stay put, stay put, you're not far away, Qiu Yun will call the manager here to pick you up."

So Yun Zhengqing stopped in his tracks, sat quietly in his seat, unsure of what to think.

"Was there anyone intercepted on this route?"

For some purpose, Yun Zhengqing still asked this question.

Through the rearview mirror, Yun Zhengqing frowned, and Ye Feng said, "No."

Then the car fell silent again.

Footsteps could be heard from afar, and Yun Zhengqing in the back seat pulled open the curtain, "Thank you for taking care of my brother."

After he finished speaking, Ye Fengsheng did not respond, he had already opened the door and walked out.

"Hey."

Ye Fengsheng shook his head slightly inside the car. Of course, he could see Yun Zhengqing's injuries at this time. After being defeated by the aura, he was hit by Qiu Yun. If it weren't for Yun Zhengqing's Life Force, it would have been quite a while. To stay hydrated, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to crush the Prince.

Even if I returned from the King's palace, I would have to recover from the beginning. This will take ten years. As for nurturing, I'm afraid there won't be much progress in this lifetime!

For a monk, death is a good thing.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Yun is a guest of our Jinxiu Garden. Mr. Qiu can help, I am grateful to Jinxiu Garden!"

The Sun Newspaper's manager, in a neat suit, was very grateful, very thankful. If you look at the posture, it's not because the scene wasn't appropriate.

However, Qiu Juan's cold expression made his actions look awkward.

"Ah! Mr. Qiu, your car."

After seeing the pothole, Yu Guangyu looked as if the Maserati was dragged from a car junkyard. Manager Sun quickly said, "Miss Qiu, you must have been far from enough. It's best to rest for a bit, and give us the car. After we fix it, you can hit the road?"

Ye Fengsheng heard this and suddenly found a smile emerging in Qiu Juan's eyes, and it sank instantly.

"Then I'll trouble the manager."

Qiu Yun smiled and handed the car key to the manager, glanced triumphantly at Ye Fengsheng, and turned to walk towards the giant arch.

Ye Fengsheng got out of the car and, in the manager's puzzled gaze, chased after Qiu Yun, walking next to him. He said, "Interesting, huh?"

Qiu Juan glanced at him sidelong and asked, "What do you think?"

Ye Fengsheng stopped: "Autumn is still waiting for me to take you back home, he's worried about you."

Qiu Juan continued to walk forward, paying no heed: "If you don't trouble your Ye Monk, my father will take care of himself, the car is also broken." To walk a hundred kilometers, too dangerous."

Ye Fengsheng remained silent. He was now certain Qiu Juan didn't know about Qiu Qian's Life Force. Otherwise, this woman would never speak so lightly. If I wanted to, I could know how deeply Qiu Qian cares about this daughter.

"First, call Qiuqiu and tell him you're fine."

Qiu Juan turned around, looking at Ye Fengsheng's explanation: "Why do you have so much stuff? How do you deal with my family's outsiders? If you want to go back, go back, don't drag me, I'm telling you, unless you leave Ye Fengsheng Jianghai City, I can't go back!"

Ye Fengsheng showed no emotion: "I promised Uncle Qiu I would bring you back. If you don't go back, then I won't go."

"You!"

Qiu Juan looked at those handsome eyes, swung a harmless punch to Ye Fengsheng in frustration, and finally waved his hand, turned around, and opened the crystal door.

It was a glamorous hall filled with soft white light. The crystal chandeliers above were not bright, but they illuminated everything below. The light was bright and soft, making people feel comfortable, without feeling unadapted.

Ye Fengsheng was most interested in the huge Eight Diagram made of special materials, embedded in the hall, occupying a whole wall!

It was somewhat disheartening.

At the front desk, the lady handed over her VIP card. In the suspicious eyes of the receptionist, Fengsheng also opened a room for Qiu Yun.

She clearly understood that merely relying on the security staff here wasn't enough to drive away that annoying person, but it would create a lot of noise, which she didn't want to see.

Jinxiu Garden was located at the center of a large artificial lake, with a quiet pavilion. Having changed clothes, Ye Fengsheng looked at the figure of Qiu Yun below. He finally passed through the rain and stopped at the center of the lake.

What puzzled Ye Fengsheng was that at this moment, outside the small pavilion, there was actually a guard, who instantly recognized his skill, which made him a bit confused.

Is there a great secret hidden in this pavilion?

Qiu Juan seemed accustomed. After seeing her saying two words on her phone, a man inside the pavilion peeked out to wave at the outside guards. Then the guards proposed something very interesting. People passed by along the roadside.

Qiu Yun went in, Ye Fengsheng shifted his gaze.

He is not someone who likes to observe others' every move, nor is Qiu Juan worth his attention.

Through the rain-soaked window, Ye Fengsheng observed the layout of the manor, the planting of flowers and trees, and the placement of some things, giving him a sense of déjà vu.

Very strange, but he couldn't recall, so Ye Fengsheng left it behind him, for he discovered two familiar eyes along the corridor by the lake.

The old man had a youthful face, yet remained sluggish, but still exuded a vigorous spirit, especially noticeable.

At this moment, the old man stood in the corridor, hands behind his back, looking at the emaciated figure in front of him.

This young man was a Tiger Cannon, and a set of boxing methods moved with the wind. In the recruitment pose, there was a sound and explosion masking the air.

"This requires some internal strength, but there's still a long way to go."

Mouth slightly moving, Ye Fengsheng softly spoke, recalling who these two people were. On the day Xu Le was tied up, the old man stopped his way. This young man was also thrown into the Central Western Park's river.

He really didn't expect to see them here again.

Ye Fengsheng gently shook his head, finding the fate quite interesting, so he stepped out of the room, towards where the two were located.

After a boxing fight, Lin Dongqing was already gasping for breath. Despite this, he returned to the old man's side, and they shook hands.

The old man nodded with satisfaction: "You've completely mastered this Tiger Cannon, now you can practice squatting on the cannon. If it doesn't take three years, you'll be able to enter the inner strength. So, I've counted my mind."

Lin Dongqing hurriedly asked, "Seniors, are you leaving?"

The old man turned his head, looking at the dim lake. He sighed lightly: "This was your father's last wish. I admired him. I saw him die but still stood by his side. If not to fulfill his wish, how could I have had the patience till now?"

When the words came here, the old man's body had already exuded the spirit of Killing Lust. Even the sweaty Lin Dongqing felt a bit suffocated in this Killing Lust.

"It's too old, almost dead."