Chapter 133: Grandson

ouldn't dare get involved with someone like you. Don't waste your energy, and don't speak to me. If anyone saw us, I might get into trouble too." 。"Brother, I just want you to pass a message for me, p..."Qin Luoyan, do you really think I'm a great philanthropist" Fu Zimuo said coldly, looking back involuntarily. "They mean nothing to me, and I have no reason to help them!"

"They can be used by you, they can become your people!" Qin Luoyan shouted urgently, then winked at Xiao Fan and Wu Yi.

Xiao Fan and Wu Yi were both extremely intelligent people. Seeing this, the two looked at each other and said in unison, "We agree."

“Oh” Fu Zi Mo’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. For a moment, Qin Luo Yan felt like she had fallen into his trap again. The cunning King Wu Xuan had never done anything unprofitable, even now, he could still utilize his advantages thoroughly.

"We can write you a certificate!" Xiao Fan said, frowning.

Who knew Fu Zi Mo would shake his head, "Evidence No need, just write a deed of sale."

"A bond agreement What nonsense! Don't take advantage of people's misfortune and push it too far!" Xiao Fan was furious, his fists clenched tightly.

Fu Zi Mo let out a cold snort, hugging Qin Luo Yan and walking forward. "Whether you write or not is up to you. It doesn't matter to me. I have more people than you, and fewer people won't make much difference."

Seeing that he wasn't joking, holding Qin Luoyan and already walking to the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Fan and Wu Yi gritted their teeth and chased after him. "Fine! We'll write a deed of sale for you!"

Witnessing the two strong, imposing men forced to lower their dignity and sell themselves into slavery, Qin Luoyan's nose felt a little sour. She harbored a newfound resentment towards Fu Zimu in her heart. This resentment instantly wiped clean all those fleeting fantasies she had about him these past few days.

Fu Zimo's strength indeed did not disappoint Qin Luoyan. He led the three of them to a secluded courtyard. This courtyard was connected to his residence, but because it overlooked the dark and damp valley bottom, no one was willing to live there.

He placed Qin Luoyan on a pile of dry grass in the courtyard, then instructed Xiao Fan and Wu Yi to take good care of her before leaving. Before he left, he only said that he would bring Elder Yuege over.

This is a night without the moon, in a remote courtyard without lanterns, you can only see each other's blurred outlines.

Xiao Fan took out his fire starter and found some dry twigs to light. The tiny spark leaped, and the flames illuminated the faces of the three people, leaving only a pale glow.

Around the bonfire, Wu Yi looked at Qin Luoyan with some worry, "Junior sister, it seems you and that Naihe Huan have a deep friendship. Does he really have the ability to bring the old man out of the water prison"

"That's right, junior sister. We've planned it out, but we can't guarantee success. Can he do it Besides, I always felt that Naihe Huan wasn't a good person." Xiao Fan also chimed in.

He certainly wasn't a good person. That man was cunning, heartless, and ruthless, always discarding those who were useless to him and never doing anything that didn't benefit him. But...

"He should be able to do it." At least so far, Qin Luoyan discovered that there was nothing Fu Zimo couldn't do.

She only said that much and then fell silent, as if she didn't want to say anything more. Xiao Fan and Wu Yi saw that she didn't want to talk about it anymore, so they didn't ask further.

Waiting is the most torturous. The three of them huddled around the fire, none uttering a word. Although the fire provided warmth, all three couldn't help but shiver.

A creaking sound came from the doorway. The courtyard gate, long neglected and dilapidated, squealed with a jarring screech when it was pushed open.

Three people turned their heads together and saw Fu Zimu walking in front. Behind him, two masked men carried a person into the room. Although they were far away, under the firelight, the three of them could still see clearly the person being carried—it was Yue Ge Lao, who else could it be

He, as expected, did it.

Fu ZiMo's strength once again refreshed Qin LuoYan's perception. Seemingly seeing through the surprise and astonishment in her eyes, Fu ZiMo walked to Qin LuoYan's side with a teasing smile, "What, you wouldn't think I came into TianJi Pavilion alone, would you"

"... As well, how could the esteemed Martial Proclamation King Wu Xuan take such a risk alone It was just that she hadn't expected that there were people from him even within the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and someone who could rescue people from the water prison must have been under Yun Tianxi's command. She became even more curious as to why he would appear in the Heavenly Machine Pavilion."

After the two men carried Yuege Lao into the courtyard, they placed him by the side of the bonfire. Upon Fu Zi Mo's gesture, the two quickly retreated from the courtyard and carefully closed the gate.

Under the firelight, Yuege Lao's face was pale with sunken eye sockets. His already thin body appeared skeletal and terrifying. Added to that were two gruesome holes in his chest and bloodstains all over his body, making the scene utterly horrifying.

Mr. Yuege is truly at his wit's end.

Xiao Fan and Wu Yi crouched beside Elder Yuege, both trembling so badly that they couldn't speak.

Perhaps sensing something, Elder Yuege slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at Xiao Fan and Wu Yixin with a hint of satisfaction, nodding slightly. His dry lips moved slowly, "Good, old man... before I leave, I can still see my beloved disciple. It's enough to give me peace of mind..."

"Master! What nonsense are you talking about You can't die! You said we were trying to create a legendary weapon that would be remembered for generations. Now that you're gone, all the credit will go to me and my fellow disciples!" Wu Yi choked out, his voice trembling as tears streamed down his face.

They say men don't cry easily, maybe it's just that they haven't reached the point of heartbreak yet.

Ye Ge Lao reluctantly squeezed out a smile, shaking his head almost imperceptibly, "This old man can't hold on any longer, can't hold on any longer... I won't be able to see that day..."

Xiao Fan punched the ground beside him, his knuckles instantly reddening, but it was nothing compared to the redness in his eyes. He thought of countless things to say, but all that came out was a single sentence: "Master, you can't die!"

"It seems like this old man is really going to die. You two little rascals have both called me master…" Yuege Lao spoke with a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with tears. He coughed a few times, then struggled to turn his head and saw Qin Luoyan standing beside him. He gently beckoned her over, "Come here, girl, come here..."

Qin Luo'yan had already cried until she couldn't cry anymore, and immediately threw herself onto Yuege Lao's body. "Master, it's my fault! It's me! If it weren't for me, they would have absolutely no reason to take you away!"

Yègé Lao licked his dry, parched lips, and after several heavy breaths, he finally mustered the strength to speak: “Even without you, they would always find a reason. And…”

His gaze suddenly shifted to Qin Luoyan's stomach, "I can't possibly go to jail before my grandson is born..."

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