Naturally, the bitch Feng Wuxi would not give her three thousand taels.
"There is a limit to how big a lion can open his mouth. Did you know that one of the secret techniques in my Wuxi Pavilion is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"
Feng Yinwan didn't know, but that didn't stop her from starting to figure out the secrets of the Kung Fu Pavilion in her mind.
Seeing her intention, Feng Wuxi's forehead twitched secretly, and he immediately issued a warning.
"Don't even think about the Kung Fu Pavilion. These secret techniques can only be traded on the black market. Even if you can take them out, no one will dare to buy them."
After a pause, he continued, "The Qingying Needle I gave you earlier is the best secret technique of my Wuxi Pavilion. If it is put on the black market and it is hard to get it for a thousand dollars, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
When Feng Yinwan heard that he was settling accounts like this, she immediately felt a little unhappy.
"Feng Wuxi, you can't settle the bill like this. Not to mention that you gave me the Qingying Needle yourself. Doesn't it cost me nothing to diagnose and treat your sister?"
For a miracle doctor like her, the consultation fee is very expensive.
Feng Wuxi glanced at her and said without shame, "Feng Yinwan, if you say that, do you also have to pay my protection fee?"
"I am the master of Wuxi Pavilion, and I deign to condescend to be your bodyguard. You can just enjoy it secretly, and you are still fussing over everything!"
Feng Yinwan: "???"
"No, are you okay? If you hadn't forcibly brought me to your sister for treatment, I would have put myself in danger! It's obviously your own fault, you have the nerve to say so!"
Feng Wuxi is even more dissatisfied.
"Did I do it? If you hadn't stolen the Spirit-enlightening Pill first, would I have needed to do this?! When will the 60,000 taels of gold in the auction be replenished to me?"
The two of them were tit for tat, going back and forth, and no one lost when it came to scolding each other.
Just as they were scolding each other until they reached a heated stalemate, a hand suddenly stretched out weakly in front of them.
"Why……"
Originally, the little spy's head hurt badly when he was hit hard by the rocks. Now, listening to their non-stop chatter, it was like a splitting headache.
"Um...can you please keep your voice down..."
Then he sat up holding his head, only to be met with two murderous eyes.
The little spy's brain was knocked a little dull for a moment, and the next moment, the silver needle and the wind from the palm came towards him at the same time.
"roll!"
Before he could react, he passed out again.
Feng Wuxi glanced sideways, and raised his lips proudly, "Did you see that it was the wind of my palm that knocked him unconscious, and your silver needle, no! Okay!"
Feng Yinwan looked over and immediately sneered.
"You really know how to put gold on your face. He was obviously stunned by my silver needle!"
"impossible!"
"that is!"
"..."
The little spy who was knocked unconscious again: I really want to tie you up, you two primary school students!
In the end, two birds passing by were killed by the noise, and the war finally subsided.
Feng Yinwan tightened her notebook and gritted her teeth, "One secret technique, plus one thousand taels, this is the bottom line, no more!"
Feng Wuxi narrowed his eyes and scoffed at her.
"Just because of your greed for money, you will be born a money-obsessed person with no future!"
Feng Yinwan snorted coldly and sneered back unceremoniously.
"Money addicts are better than profiteers. We make money by relying on our intelligence, without losing our conscience or shame!"
Seeing that the second round of fighting was about to start again, Feng Wuxi suddenly became silent.
Feng Yinwan looked over suspiciously and saw that the expression on this guy's face was changing rapidly. It was obvious that his mind was moving faster than his eyeballs.
"I can agree to this condition, but after curing Li'er, you can no longer extort anything from me in any form or for any reason!"
He doesn’t want to pluck out even a single hair!
Feng Yinwan gritted her teeth and nodded.
"make a deal!"
She should hold on to what she got first, and let’s talk about the rest later!
Feng Yinwan swore that she wanted to choose an expensive secret skill, but that bitch Feng Wuxi just gave her a disguise skill and even said that his disguise skill was the best in the world.
, anyone can be fooled easily.
Feng Yinwan wanted to scold him for farting, but then she thought about it and realized that the disguise technique that day had indeed deceived Ye Tinglan's eyes. For a moment, she didn't know where to start scolding him.
Coupled with Feng Wuxi's arrogant attitude of "love or not", she could only grit her teeth and accept it, and write down another entry in her notebook.
[After learning the art of disguise, I first changed my head and stabbed the wind dog!]
All the wounds on the spy's body were flesh and blood wounds. They looked serious, but in fact they had little impact, except for the bag on his head.
Feng Yinwan didn't know which part of his brain was damaged by this knock. After the little spy woke up, it was as if he had taken the truth pill, answering all Feng Wuxi's questions.
"There is really no one else. The other spy was caught by you last night. I took advantage of you to relax your vigilance and went in again today. Who would have thought..."
That’s when I encountered “Grandpa is Here.”
Feng Wuxi closed his eyes and asked again, "What kind of poison did you put on Li'er?"
The little spy was startled when he heard this.
"This..."
"Um?"
Only one syllable, showing the coldness and severity.
The little spy trembled, took out the small bottle from his arms and handed it over honestly.
"We don't know what this is. The second prince only ordered to feed her..."
It was a perfectly normal silver vial. It was now empty, and it was impossible to tell what it had once contained.
Feng Wuxi frowned and put the things in his palms.
The little spy cooperated very well. In a few words, he dusted off everything Ye Tingyan had told him. After confirming that nothing was missing, Feng Wuxi ordered people to take him to a secret prison and lock him up.
One thousand taels of silver, Feng Yinwan asked for in person.
When Feng Wuxi took the bottle, she was sitting in a pile of silver counting money, and while counting, she scolded him for being stingy.
This situation almost made Feng Wuxi angry to death.
"I am stingy? What if you don't want this money?!"
Unexpectedly, he would come in suddenly. Feng Yinwan's hand touching the silver trembled, and she immediately felt guilty as if she had been caught speaking ill of others.
She tried to change the subject.
"What are you doing here suddenly?"
Feng Wuxi glanced at her and handed over the bottle in his hand.
"Look what this is."
With that bright silver shining in front of her eyes, Feng Yinwan felt that he was really stupid.
"Do you still need to look at this? This is money!"
Feng Wuxi:……
"I want you to see what was inside!"
Feng Yinwan said "Oh" and looked away in embarrassment.
The shape of the bottle was not special. Feng Yinwan took it and brought it to his eyes. A not-so-pleasant smell of medicine immediately poured into his nose.
She frowned subconsciously, "This smells a bit strange."
Feng Wuxi's brows narrowed when he heard this, "How can you identify what this is?"
Feng Yinwan shook his head, "It's not that easy to distinguish. The smell is too strong and too complex, like a... liquid medicine mixed with many things."