"Princess Feng is polite." He stood up to give a salute, and asked: "How inconvenient is it for Mr. Feng to live in an inn now, can you arrange a place for Mr. Feng?"
"We won't stay here for long, so we don't have to bother."
"Okay, then! I'll send Master Feng." He said, and personally sent him out. It wasn't until he left that he glanced at the No. 9 iron cage and saw that the fat boy was beaten by someone. His nose was blue and his face was swollen, his face was aggrieved and angry, and his eyes flickered.
If it weren't for the ghost doctor, he really couldn't see that this little fat man in shabby clothes was actually Ning Lang, the son of Ning Yuan, the richest man in the Cangguo.He also had some friendship with Ning Yuan, but he had never seen his son before. He didn't expect it to be under such circumstances.
Seeing the sad and angry face of the kid, he smiled, shook his head and walked away.Should also make him suffer.
"President." The steward stepped forward and looked at him flatteringly.
"Watch that little fat man, he is the son of an old friend of mine."
Hearing this, the manager was shocked, thinking that he had beaten the little fat man earlier, and couldn't help but squeeze the cold sweat, and asked: "Well, can I pick up the little boy?"
"No, just let him stay there! Don't let him notice any special treatment for him, what to do or how to do it, but people can't make any big problems, otherwise, I can't spare you." He said calmly. Speaking, the words came with a bit of warning.
"Yes, yes." The steward hurriedly responded, and it was not until he left that he was paralyzed on the ground.
Why is he so unlucky today?The shocks came one by one, and his heart could hardly stand this shock. It was all because of the three people who caused him such a trouble.
On the other side, when Feng Jiu returned to the inn, Duan Ye was already sitting on the first floor and waiting. Seeing Feng Jiu came back, he asked, "Did Xiao Pang really run away?"
"Run." She nodded, smiled, and sat down at the table, pouring a glass of water and drinking.
"You didn't catch up with him? Impossible?" With his skill and strength, can't catch up with Ning Lang?
"Catch up, but didn't bring him back."
"Why don't you bring him back?" he asked suspiciously.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu's lips twitched: "Because he was sold, he is in a cage!"
"What? It was sold?"
His voice was so loud that everyone around him looked over.Duan Ye ignored the other people on the first floor, but looked at Feng Jiu and asked, "How could he be sold? He is also a foundation-building monk anyway! And that kid is good! It is possible to sell someone else. , How could it be sold by others?"
"I followed, watching him as soon as he got out of the inn, he was stared at. The kid walked down the alley again, and no one in front and back was knocked out with clubs by three monks, and then he was sent underground. The market is selling goods." She said casually, and she couldn't help but smile when she thought that the little fat man had been beaten with a miserable look.
Someone has to clean him up.
Duan Ye was a little stunned, and stared at him weirdly: "What do you want to do? Don't you want to take the opportunity to clean him up?" Knowing that he was sold and didn't save him, he was still smiling here, what is he doing? Ghost idea?
Hearing this, Feng Jiu stretched out his hands and rubbed his baby face, and smiled: "Duan Ye, you know my heart more and more, I haven't said this yet! You know I want to clean him up."