Bai Haoliang smiled bitterly and said: "I have asked myself this question countless times.
I think the last thing I should do is invite you and your wife to my house for dinner.
If we hadn’t invited you to our house for dinner that day, our lives wouldn’t be what they are now…”
Throwing away the cigarette butt, Guo Feng stood up and said: "Let's forget about the past. I won't ask about right or wrong.
Don't worry, the Public Security Bureau has never opened a case regarding Yang Fang's death.
No one will arrest you from now on, so you can live in peace and contentment."
Bai Haoliang asked: "What about you?"
Guo Feng walked away and said as he walked: "I'm going back to Handong Province to find a job and I have to eat."
Bai Haoliang asked again: "Will we meet again in the future?"
Guo Feng waved his hand without looking back: "It's best not to see you again."
When Guo Feng left the alley, Bai Haoliang was silent for a long time. He took out the paper crane from his pocket, and the words of the previous guest echoed in his mind.
"Boss, paper cranes are a good thing and auspicious.
Maybe something good will happen to you recently!"
At the same time, a luxury residential area in Luoshui City.
This residential area covers an astonishing area, with ten three-story single-family villas scattered throughout.
In addition, there are also building facilities such as swimming pools, gardens, gyms, and small cinemas.
At this time, several people gathered together in one of the villas.
These people are well-dressed, noble, and majestic.
An Ruishan is also among them.
But An Ruishan doesn't seem to be the protagonist in this room.
Among these people, it is obvious that the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the sofa is the one with the highest status.
This man looks to be in his forties or fifties. His face is as white as jade and his hair is as black as ink. In particular, his eyebrows are extremely thick, giving people a sense of calmness and self-power.
This man is none other than the richest man in Lingnan Province and the head of the Du family, Du Peimin.
Then I heard Du Peimin say: "Fang Lin from Handong Province has arrived. After tomorrow's competition, no matter whether I win or lose, I must fulfill my friendship as a landlord and entertain the guests.
However, since we decided to compete, we still go for victory.
Although Lingnan Province is not as good as Chuzhou Province, it has always been ahead of Handong Province.
So in every day’s competition, we can only win, not lose.”
As the man spoke, he looked at an old man standing by the window and asked, "Uncle Zhang, are the two people you found okay?"
Uncle Zhang is an old man with gray hair and looks a little thin.
He was wearing coarse linen clothes and handmade cloth shoes, and looked like he had nothing to wear.
Standing by the window and looking at the scenery outside the window, it feels like a wax figure without a pulse or breathing, giving people a feeling that it is not like a living person.
Hearing Du Peimin's words, Uncle Zhang moved slightly, changed from the state of the wax figure, turned his head and said: "No problem, they are my junior brothers and junior sisters from the same sect. Compared with me, their cultivation level is no less generous than mine, and they even gave in."
Be one step ahead of me."
"Is he better than you?" Everyone present, including Du Peimin, were all surprised.
A pot-bellied man raised his eyebrows and said: "Old Zhang, can your junior brothers and sisters surpass you in cultivation? Why do I not believe it so much?"
Uncle Zhang shook his head lightly, continued to look out the window, and said slowly: "I am just the most incompetent disciple of our master.
My two younger brothers and younger sisters are my master's true disciples and are my close disciples.
It is only normal that their cultivation is better than mine."
Du Peimin asked: "When will the two of them arrive? There will be a competition in the ring tomorrow morning, so we can't delay it."
Uncle Zhang said: "It's almost time. If nothing unexpected happens, we will arrive tonight."
The pot-bellied man said: "What if there is an accident? Lao Zhang, it's a very important matter, so we can't be careless!"
Uncle Zhang was silent for a moment and repeated: "If nothing else happens, we will arrive tonight."
The pot-bellied man opened his mouth and said angrily: "Old Zhang, you didn't understand what I said or what's going on?
This matter is of great importance, and the interests involved are too great to tolerate any sloppiness. Why can't you make a phone call to urge me?
What do you mean there is no accident? I am asking you what to do if there is an accident!"
Uncle Zhang's face darkened slightly. He flicked his fingers and saw a stream of milky white air emerging from his fingertips. Like a small snake, it suddenly swam towards the potbellied man in mid-air.
The air flow spread to the man and trapped his neck!
Then I saw that the man's face suddenly turned red and his eyes widened, as if someone had strangled his neck, as if he was suffocating!
Uncle Zhang looked at the man coldly and said: "My junior brothers and sisters are from Youyun Yehe, so they don't need a phone.
But they wrote me back and said they would arrive tonight, so they would arrive tonight.
Why do you have so many questions?"
Du Peimin stood up from the sofa and advised: "Uncle Zhang, Fatty Gu is also anxious. He has no other intentions. Please calm down."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang hummed softly, flicked his fingers again, and the airflow that was holding Fatty Gu's neck suddenly dispersed and dissipated invisible.
Fatty Gu took a few frightened breaths, snorted, stood up and said, "Since you are responsible for this matter, Du Peimin, I won't talk nonsense.
If we lose tomorrow's competition, the worst we can do is suffer losses together, and I'm not the only one who suffers anyway."
As he spoke, Fatty Gu picked up the clothes on the hanger, glanced at Uncle Zhang with lingering fear, and strode away.
Outside the door, shortly after Fatty Gu left the villa, Du Xing pushed the door open and entered.
After nodding hello to several people present, Du Xing looked at Du Peimin and said, "Dad, I just saw Mr. Gu's face not looking good when he left. Is everything okay?"
Du Peimin said: "It's okay, it's just that your grandfather Zhang used some tricks to punish him."
Du Xing laughed and didn't take it seriously, but said: "Dad, do you think who Xiaoru and I met when we took my grandpa to the antique street to pick things today?"
Du Peimin asked: "Who?"
Du Xing said: "Fang Lin from Handong Province!"
Du Peimin said: "Have you seen Fang Lin?"
"Yes!" Du Xing said with a smile: "Besides, I invited Fang Lin to come to my house to see my mother after the competition is over.
Didn't President An say that Fang Lin's medical skills are very high and he cured his perforated lung? So I thought about asking him to diagnose and treat my mother's condition as well."
An Ruishan smiled and nodded, saying, "Du Xing, Fang Lin's medical skills are indeed very high. If he is really willing to treat your mother, I think there is great hope."
Unexpectedly, Du Peimin waved his hand and said: "No need, I have found a better doctor for your mother."
"Oh? Who is he?" Du Xing asked curiously.
His mother's illness is very strange. Even with the financial resources of the Du family, they have not been able to find a reliable doctor for treatment over the years.
If the disease could really be cured, it would have been cured long ago.
He didn't know how Du Peimin suddenly found a doctor who could treat his mother's condition.
Du Peimin glanced at Uncle Zhang and said, "He is your Grandpa Zhang's junior fellow apprentice. Your Grandpa Zhang said that his fellow junior fellow apprentice has learned the true medical skills of his master.
And his master is a famous great sage in our time, and he is known as the sage of medicine among the courts!"
