Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1617 Reward
Fang Zilan held her forehead with one hand and held the teacup with the other, with most of her body leaning on the table. "There has been no news about Chu Bin for a long time. Could something have happened?"

"Nothing." Xiao Xuan'er lowered her eyes and said, "It's just that we have temporarily lost contact. I think the sisters in the neighborhood will find Master Chu soon."

Fang Zilan looked at her for a long while before saying, "Miss Xiao, I can still hold on. Just tell me the truth."

Xiao Xuan'er hesitated for a while and said, "This is the truth."

"Really?" Fang Zilan's voice became a little deeper. Xiao Xuan'er's heart tightened. She didn't dare to meet her gaze, for fear that she would see the uneasiness deep in her heart.

Seeing this, Fang Zilan's tone slowed down a little, "Miss Xiao, I believe you are telling the truth, but this truth may not be the whole truth, right?"

Xiao Xuan'er's expression froze for a moment, and she sighed softly at the end, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from Lord Fang."

"I know more or less how strong Qianjinfang is." Fang Zilan's expression was gloomy and unclear, "It seems that they are going to kill us this time."

Xiao Xuaner nodded slowly, "As Lord Fang said, the other party did kill us. None of the sisters from the four quarters survived, and that's why we lost contact with Master Chu."

"What did you say?" Fang Zilan was stunned. There were a total of ten blocks under Qianjinfang. The smaller the number, the more elites they gathered. However, now Xiao Xuan'er actually told her that no one survived in four blocks?

"None of the sisters from the four quarters survived." Xiao Xuan'er repeated in a low voice with a sad expression.

Fang Zilan tightly grasped the teacup in her hand and asked coldly, "Who did it?"

"The Five Overlords of Hai City, Wuliang Palace, Daomen Huo Family, Xiaojing Lake..." Xiao Xuan'er counted them one by one. Fang Zilan snorted coldly. Almost all the gang figures who could be named in the world of martial arts were gathered together. It was really a grand display.

After Xiao Xuan'er finished speaking, Fang Zilan asked, "What kind of news did Guimen release that attracted so many people to hunt down Chu Bin?"

"Ghost Gate said that the Wheel King had defected. If any hero in the martial arts world can kill him, he will be rewarded handsomely." Xiao Xuan'er's voice became softer and softer, until it was almost inaudible at the end.

However, Fang Zilan still heard it clearly, "How can such a reason that no one would believe be able to deceive those people in the martial arts world?"

"People in the martial arts world may not believe what Ghost Gate says, but..." Xiao Xuan'er didn't continue, Fang Zilan asked, "But what?"

"This is a rare opportunity." Xiao Xuan'er said seriously, "The Ghost Gate has been causing trouble for a long time, and the Ten Kings of Hell are the most famous. If we can kill one of them, no matter who it is, we will become famous."

"What if it was me?" Fang Zilan said coldly, "If one day, Ghost Gate claimed that I had defected, would it be like what Chu Bin did today?"

"I think the people in the martial arts world are even more eager to do it, even more than before." Xiao Xuan'er answered without hesitation. Fang Zilan chuckled when she heard it. "These so-called upright people in the martial arts world are almost extreme in punishing evil and eliminating evil. Little do they know that such behavior is no different from the evil ways that they despise."

"Lord Fang is very insightful, but they are unaware of it." Xiao Xuan'er shook her head. Fang Zilan did not speak. She was not very insightful, but she had figured it out over the years.

Those who kill should be prepared to be killed. Repaying one's own debt is the way of the martial arts world. It is said to be a matter of revenge, but it is also hard to escape the words fame and fortune. It is like a lock that binds people and eventually forms a huge whirlpool that swallows up everyone involved.

People outside the circle see the swordplay of the people in the martial arts world and think they are very cool. However, they do not know that there are many people in the martial arts world who want to retire and enter the paradise of ordinary people and do not care about worldly affairs.

However, there has never been a real paradise in the world.

"Miss Cong, you don't have to be like this." Fang Zilan patted Cong Rong's back gently, calming her down and said in a calm voice: "However, although I'm back, the situation outside is unstable recently, so our house will be closed for the time being and no one is allowed to come in or out. During this period of time, Miss Cong can rest assured and recuperate. Resting your body is more important than anything else."

Cong Rong nodded and sobbed, "I will listen to Master Fang."

After that, Fang Zilan chatted with her for a few words and then left. After she left, she went directly to the accounting office, looked at the account book, and asked the housekeeper to check whether there were enough food utensils in the mansion. If not, she would discuss with the imperial guards outside the gate and send some in regularly.

After she had arranged everything, she happily had a set of tables and chairs moved to the courtyard, where she drank tea and basked in the sun. She was so happy. Li Shengxuan heard about her series of actions and laughed, "Does she really think she is taking a day off?"

If Fang Zilan heard what he said, she would definitely ask in return, "What else?" After all, she was free now, and before he made the final decision, she could always spend a few days in peace and leisure.

On this day, Fang Zilan was happily eating melon seeds in the yard when she heard the housekeeper and the man who came to deliver food exchanging a few polite words outside the yard, and asking what the situation was outside.

"You." Fang Zilan pointed at a maid beside her and said, "Go outside the courtyard and invite the housekeeper and the person who delivered the food in. Tell them that I have something to ask."

The maid responded hurriedly and then went out of the courtyard. Cong Rong couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master Fang, do you want to ask the person who delivered the food for information?"

Fang Zilan hummed, and explained patiently: "Miss Cong, don't underestimate these peddlers. They travel to many places and hear many strange stories. You can't go wrong by asking them for information."

Hearing her say this, Cong Rong couldn't help but admire: "Master Fang is very knowledgeable and truly unique."

Fang Zilan felt better after being praised by her. Just as she was about to wave her hand and say it was a small matter, she saw the maid leading the housekeeper and the food delivery man in. She waved her hand to signal them to come closer.

After they stood still, Fang Zilan took a look at the person who served the food and asked directly, "Big brother, please tell me what's new in the capital recently. If you can tell me well, there will be a big reward."

The food delivery man looked at her in surprise and said in a hoarse voice, "I am a food delivery man, not a storyteller. I can't tell any stories. You have found the wrong person."

Fang Zilan paused for a moment while holding the melon seeds, frowning slightly, "No, who wants to listen to storytelling? You deliver groceries every day and walk around the streets, you should know something new, right? For example, who has a wedding, who has a funeral, or at least whose children are fighting, you should know one or two things, right?"

Hearing this, the food delivery man looked at her even more strangely, "My lord, you are too boring!"

Fang Zilan slammed the table and stood up, "What's wrong with you? If I wasn't bored, I would ask you to tell me what's new in the capital. Butler, go and tell the imperial guards outside to find someone who can tell stories to deliver the food and replace him for me."