Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1442 Strange
"I don't know!" Hong He quickly denied it, and then asked sternly: "Miss Zixiu, how much do you know?"

Fang Zilan's eyes were full of hostility. She said coldly, "Does it matter whether I know a lot or a little?"

"It makes no difference." Hong He stood up suddenly, a fierce light flashing in her eyes, "Anyone who knows must die."

Before she finished her words, she pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and rushed towards Fang Zilan. A silver light flashed, and with a clang, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

Fang Zilan only stretched out half of the plum sword in her hand before she retracted it. It seemed that against an opponent like Hong He, it was unnecessary to draw the sword.

"You..." Hong He tried to pick up the dagger on the ground in a hurry, but saw Fang Zilan holding the unsheathed plum sword in her hand against her neck.

"If you don't want to die, answer whatever I ask." Fang Zilan exuded a terrifying murderous intent, which shocked Hong He so much that she couldn't help shaking and asked subconsciously, "What do you want to ask?"

Fang Zilan slapped Hong He's shoulder heavily with her plum sword, making her half a head shorter. "Listen carefully, you can only answer, not ask questions."

Hong He bit her lips tightly in pain and nodded gently. Seeing this, Fang Zilan still did not loosen her strength. The plum sword in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it hard for her to breathe.

Fang Zilan watched Hong He being bent over by the pressure, with a hint of fear in her eyes. She then spoke, "The Wheel King was surrounded by people in the martial arts world and then disappeared. How much did Fei Lingshan participate in this?"

"Five points." Hong He was silent for a long time and then gave this number.

"Five points?" Fang Zilan repeated, with a look of obvious disbelief on her face.

Seeing this, Hong He pursed her lips and explained, "The news that the Wheel King had betrayed Ghost Gate came from the Ghost Gate Master Ji Ningtian. The bandits who were roaming around in the martial arts world just spread the news."

Fang Zilan tightened her grip on the Plum Sword when she heard this, and tried her best to endure not interrupting Hong He as she continued, "After the news spread, although all the sects kept saying they wanted to punish the scum, no sect actually took action. They were all waiting, waiting for someone to raise their arms and call for the King of the Wheel to be isolated and helpless, so that they could reap the benefits."

She paused and snorted in disdain, as if she had some complaints about the actions of these martial arts sects. But after a moment, she calmed down and said, "Ji Ningtian naturally didn't want to see this situation, so my brother found Geng Nan from the Xiaojinghu Sect to help him share his worries."

Fang Zilan's heart sank, and Hong He continued to talk to herself, "Geng Nan likes gambling, it's easy to lure him into the game, and it's even easier to make him do what we want. All we need is an IOU and a few threats, and he will obey. After all, who among these so-called famous and upright sects doesn't value reputation more than life?"

"Even if Geng Nan is willing to listen, it's hard for him to get everyone to follow his orders." Fang Zilan's face was as gloomy as water. "I'm afraid he has borrowed the power of your Feiling Mountain to increase his own prestige..."

She was halfway through her words when she suddenly realized, "I think it's not that Geng Nan borrowed the power of your Feiling Mountain, but you took the initiative to build momentum for him." "Miss Zixiu is really smart, no wonder Ji Ningtian thinks highly of you." Hong He looked at Fang Zilan deeply and said, "As long as Geng Nan brings the person here, we will have a way to make him disappear from now on. Whether it's the Wheel King or the mainstays of those sects who don't get along with him, it's nothing more than that."

"Master Fang, you have entered the inner courtyard without permission. Is there anything wrong with the hospitality?" Madam Ouyang smiled slightly. Fang Zilan said calmly, "The pavilions and towers in the mansion are exquisite and elegant. I was so engrossed in them that I accidentally lost my way and entered here by mistake. Fortunately, Miss Ouyang showed me the way. I am ready to go back now."

"So that's how it is. Please follow me, Lord Fang." Mrs. Ouyang moved aside a little, and Fang Zilan walked straight to the front hall with the wooden box in her hand.

However, she had just walked out of Ouyang Zirou's courtyard for a short distance when she heard Madam Ouyang behind her say, "Master Fang, please stay. I have something to say to you, Master Fang."

Fang Zilan stopped and turned to look at Madam Ouyang. She stood there patiently waiting for a reply, neither urging her nor showing any impatience.

After a long while, Fang Zilan nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay, Madam Ouyang, please go ahead."

"Master Fang, please move aside and have a chat." Madam Ouyang raised her hand and made a gesture of invitation. Fang Zilan followed her into the main house in the inner courtyard and saw that she had dismissed the maid and only left a nanny by her side.

"What does Madam Ouyang want to tell me?" Fang Zilan asked directly, and Madam Ouyang was unequivocal. "This wooden box was given to Master Fang by Zirou, right? I wonder what's inside it?"

Fang Zilan said calmly, "Since Madam Ouyang knows that this is a gift from Zirou, then how I deal with it and whether I should inform Madam is my business."

Madam Ouyang suddenly smiled, "Master Fang, there is no need to be so wary. I am Zirou's mother, so of course I wish her the best. I know she wants to establish herself in the court like Master Fang, but I have tried every means to stop her. I guess in your eyes, I am considered a bad person, right?"

"As an outsider, I dare not comment on how Madam Ouyang treats Zirou." Fang Zilan said calmly, "This wooden box contains Zirou's newly made sleeve arrows. I wonder if what Madam Ouyang wants to tell me is related to the sleeve arrows?"

"It's not related, but it's also related." Madam Ouyang said slowly, "Lord Fang is straightforward, so I'll speak my mind. Zirou usually makes small gadgets like sleeve arrows, which are very popular in the capital. It's not a big deal. But if it involves military equipment and government affairs, that's another matter."

She paused, her voice lowered. "If something goes wrong with a popular gadget like the sleeve arrow, there is always room for recovery. To put it bluntly, even if someone's life is injured, as long as it's a civilian, the Ouyang family can handle it. But if it's a military device, it will involve many people. Once something goes wrong, not only will Zirou's life be in danger, but the entire Ouyang family will probably be blamed..."

Before she could finish her words, there was a clang and the teacup in Fang Zilan's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." Fang Zilan blinked innocently, then said solemnly: "I beg you to differ with what Madam Ouyang said. In my eyes, human life is equal, and there is no difference between the lives of civilians and soldiers. What's more, our soldiers of Dajing shed blood in the front to protect the people."

Madam Ouyang sighed, "Lord Fang is a man who kills on the battlefield, so he naturally doesn't understand the hearts of us women in the inner house who cherish our blessings and protect our lives. In this case, I have nothing more to say."