Chapter 978: You have to bear hardships
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
âYoung Master Feng, youâre too courteous.â He got up and answered her thanks with a salute. âItâs not very convenient for you living in the inn. Can I arrange a residence for you?â
âWe are staying here for a very short time. Thereâs no need to inconvenience you.â
âAll right then! Iâm seeing Young Master Feng off.â He personally sent her out. Only after she left did he go take a look at the iron cage number 9. The white and chubby young man was badly battered with an indignant look full of grievances. He couldnât help dodge his sight.
If it wasnât for Ghost Doctor, he couldnât recognize that the chubby little guy in shabby clothes was Ning Lang, the son of Ning Yuan, the richest man in Indigo Country. Even though he had some friendship with Ning Yuan, he had never seen his son. Unexpectedly, it happened under this kind of circumstance.
Seeing the kidâs indignation, he smiled, shook his head and walked away. He had to let him suffer a little.
âChief.â The steward stepped forward, looking at him with an ingratiating look.
âWatch over that little fatty. Heâs my old friendâs son.â
The steward was shocked. The memory that he had beaten the little fatty before put him in a cold sweat. He asked, âThen, shouldnât you take the little young master out?â
âNo, let him stay there! Donât let him sense that heâs treated in any special way. Do what you should do, but we canât have any serious problems, or you wonât be spared.â He spoke calmly with a warning tone in his voice.
âYes, yes.â The steward responded hurriedly. After he left, the steward collapsed on the ground.
Why was he so unlucky today? The shocking blows came one after another so that his heart couldnât bear it. It was the fault of the three of them that caused him so much trouble.
On the other side, when Feng Jiu came back to the inn, Duan Ye had already taken a seat on the first floor waiting. Seeing her returning, he asked, âDid Little Fatty really run away?â
âHe did.â She nodded and smiled. When she reached the table and sat down, she poured a cup of water to drink.
âYou didnât catch up with him? That couldnât be, could it? â With her strength, he couldnât manage to catch Ning Lang?
âI caught up with him, but didnât bring him back.â
âWhy donât you bring him back?â He asked, puzzled.
Feng Jiuâs lips curved. âBecause he was sold. Heâs held inside a cage!â
âWhat? Heâs sold?â
His voice was so loud that people around him looked up. Duan Ye didnât pay attention to the others on the first floor, but inquired Feng Jiu, âHow could he get sold?
At least, he is also a Foundation Building cultivator! And that little fatty is smart! Itâs possible to sell others, but how could he get sold?â
âI followed him and saw him getting stared at as soon as he left the inn. When the kid went down a small alley with no one around, he was knocked unconscious with a club and carried away by three cultivators. Later, he was sent to the underground market as a commodity for sale.â She spoke with a casual air. Recalling the little fatty beaten up and looked miserable, she couldnât help but smile.
Someone had to teach him a lesson.
Duan Ye listened to her with shock. His gaze was fixed at her strangely. âWhat do you want to do? Would you perhaps want to teach him a lesson? â Knowing that he got sold, yet not rescue him back and stay here smiling, what kind of wicked ideas does she have in mind?
Feng Jiu stretched out her hands to rub his baby face and said with a smile, âDuan Ye, you get better at knowing my mind even before I even said that! So, you know that I want to sort him out. â
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