Chapter 752: Chapter 177: The Cripple’s Request [Ten Thousand Words]_4
It was sent by Lei Jiuxiao.
"Brother Ye Mo, still in the Southeast? Can you do me a favor?"
Fang Che couldn’t help but scratch his head, thinking, wow, I didn’t notice this was buried so deep. How long ago was this sent?
He tried to reply: "What favor?"
Estimating that a lot of time had passed, Fang Che didn’t hope for a quick response.
Who knew, just after he sent it, Lei Jiuxiao’s message instantly came back: "My heavens, Brother Ye Mo, this...a message from a month and a half ago, you just saw it?"
"Recently, I’ve been insanely busy, orders coming one after another, using me like a workhorse. I get a headache just looking at the Communication Jade, you feel me?"
Fang Che replied.
"I feel you, I totally do!"
Over there, Lei Jiuxiao seemed to deeply empathize.
"Why did you seek me out back then?"
"I went to the Southeast for a mission, had no connections, wasn’t familiar with the terrain, so I thought to ask you for help. Also wanted to drink a bit with you."
"That’s really a pity."
"It’s nothing. I discussed it with Old er, and if you were there, you might not have dared to come out. Understandable. You’re being hunted down by everyone now, how could you not be cautious? That’s why when I contacted you, I didn’t hold much hope."
Lei Jiuxiao was quite straightforward.
Fang Che revealed a smile, this guy is smart; he knows to make everything clear.
When you speak three parts to leave seven parts, it’s testing, or maybe the other party isn’t worth being sincere with.
Saying half and leaving half shows vigilance, it’s also caution.
Being straightforward, at the very least, means putting the other party on equal footing; or someone you might need to look up to.
"You’re right, if I had seen your message back then, I might really not have dared to go out. Including now, it’s the same."
Fang Che chuckled and said, "Not to hide from Brother Lei, I don’t dare to reveal my identity now."
Lei Jiuxiao laughed heartily: "Hahaha, alright, Brother Ye Mo is candid. But next month, I still have to go to the Southeast once. I’ll send you a message then; if we can meet, we will; if not, I’ll return quickly."
Fang Che curiously asked, "Why are you going back and forth?"
Lei Jiuxiao said, "It’s okay to let Brother Ye Mo know; Senior Mengmo’s injury, just staying in the Southeast won’t heal, so several directions were arranged beforehand, and our Fire Demon Sect is one of them. The last time I went to the Southeast, it was to scout the terrain; this time, it’s to see if there’s a chance to transfer Senior Mengmo over. After all, that place has become extremely important, with Ningxue Sword personally stationed, leaving no opportunities."
"I see, then you must be careful. The Southeast now is like a big muddy swamp, if you’re not careful and fall in, getting out won’t be easy."
"I know. Thanks for the reminder, Brother Ye Mo."
The communication cut off.
Fang Che frowned.
It’s mid-June now; next month is July; meaning Mengmo is still in Baiyun State.
Even if he can leave, it won’t be until July.
Why is it delayed so much?
Moreover, with Mengmo’s prowess, why need the Fire Demon Sect for evacuation? Couldn’t he just go himself?
There are so many questionable points here.
Looking up at the sky.
Fang Che sighed.
Somewhat speechless toward Senior Ningxue Sword, who exudes Sword Intent in the sky.
Aren’t you up there being the sun every day? Why don’t you come down to the Guardian Hall and have a discussion with everyone!
It’s just hanging in the sky every day spreading Sword Qi for intimidation.
Intimidate, you definitely managed that; but you’ve intimidated the opponents so much that they don’t dare to move, how are we supposed to find them?
There needs to be some signs of activity so clues can be traced, right? Even if you’re catching mice and can’t find their holes, you still need to know where the droppings are, right?
This Senior Sword ancestor is fine.
Staying coolly up in the sky.
Every day it’s swish swish swish... Sword Qi Sword Qi.
Fang Che is simply beyond complaining.
Yet he still can’t actively call him down.
What the heck!
...
Jing Xiuyun, Yun Jianqiu, lame Hong Er, Zhao Ying’er and others formed a big team to conduct round after round of investigations, a team of seventy or eighty people; once again searching around North City.
They saw the Zhu Family Mansion; the Zhu family’s main gate had been completely repaired.
From the outside, it seemed to regain its previous understated grandeur.
But as everyone looked, a strange feeling of deathly stillness emanated from inside, it was apparent without even entering that everyone inside was sullen and worried.
"Since Mr. Fang’s investigation, the Zhu family seems to have suffered a vital blow."
Lame Hong Er, with a bit of schadenfreude, sighed and said, "Got to say...did you notice? Mr. Fang is like a jinx, whoever he targets meets misfortune."
Instantly, Yun Jianqiu, Jing Xiuyun, and Zhao Ying’er all turned their heads, smiling a not-really smile at lame Hong Er, while Jing Xiuyun coolly said: "Er Quezi, got to admit you have guts; calling Mr. Fang a jinx, you’re the first, Hong Er."
Lame Hong Er hurriedly fawned with a smile: "Sister Xiu Yun, I just said it offhand, besides, the ones Mr. Fang targets are all bad guys, right? A jinx to bad guys, isn’t he our big hero?"
"Don’t rush to explain."
Jing Xiuyun said: "Wait till we get back and explain it to Mr. Fang."
Lame Hong Er nearly wet himself, wailing: "Sister Xiu Yun, I’ve only gone three days without a beating..."
"Which of those beatings you got was unfair?"
