Evil Master and Disciple

Fu Jinghong actually didn't care whether Hong Jiu's speculation was correct or not.

What he cared about was whether Hong Jiu was one of that group.

When he believed that Hong Jiu and his third uncle had not colluded with that group of people, it no longer mattered whether Hong Jiu's speculation was correct, whether the world inside the giant tree was really isolated from the outside world, and whether information could not be transmitted.

There are only a few small shrimps in the tree hole now. Even if they are caught, it will not be of much help to Fu Jinghong's career.

But if a large number of elders were involved, or if he helped to eradicate a cancer in the Yunhai Sect, the situation would be completely different. Not only would he be appreciated by his mentor, Master Yun Yi, but his reputation would also rise to a higher level in the world, which would be very beneficial for the fight for the throne.

As for the life and death of hundreds of mortal girls, Fu Jinghong naturally wanted to save them. Saving the lives of these girls would be of great benefit to Fu Jinghong.

However, if he cannot save it, Fu Jinghong will only feel very regretful, and of course, he will blame himself and suffer for a while.

Then he would put the blame on Hong Jiu.

Because he listened to Hong Jiu's words, he did not alert the enemy.

Compared to catching the big fish in the Yunhai Sect and defeating the eldest senior brother Dugu Changkong, who cares about the life and death of hundreds of mortal women?

It's not just Fu Jinghong and the dozens of people he brought with him.

Even Dugu Changkong and his people wouldn't care.

That's what a politician is.

Perhaps the only two people present who really cared about the lives of those girls were Ye Feng and Hong Jiu.

Even Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi, who did not participate in the fight for the throne, did not take the lives of those girls too seriously.

If they encounter this situation, they will try their best to rescue.

If the rescue fails, it will not change their lives.

This is a monk.

The flames of the bonfire shot up very high, and from a long distance you could see a ball of fire burning in the valley surrounded by mountains.

Fu Jinghong sent most of his men out to patrol and guard the surrounding area.

But no one approached the big tree again.

Of course this is only on the surface.

In the dark, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the big tree.

As long as someone comes out or there is any movement in the sealing barrier, it will be detected immediately.

There were only a dozen or so people left in front of the bonfire. Ye Feng sat beside him with a fierce look on his face, and Shen Tianqi was applying elixir on Ye Feng's eyes.

I have to treat the fist that I have swung myself, even with tears in my eyes.

Otherwise, this kid would be rolling around on the ground and acting like a scoundrel, which would be really a headache.

"Don't be so reckless with girls and don't touch them in the future. Tell me yourself, were the two punches you received today unfair?" Shen Tianqi said softly while applying the elixir to Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Unfair... not really. I don't have any bad intentions. I just wanted to satisfy my mouth and my hands."

"You can't hurt others just to satisfy your own desires."

"It's not... not really an injury, at most it's just physical and verbal teasing."

"That's worse than hurting. Okay... the swelling and bruising will go away in two or three days."

"Ah, two or three days... I have to go to the ring tomorrow morning and fight that bastard Lin Yi to the death in front of everyone! If I go to the ring like this now, won't I be laughed at?"

"Blame yourself. Who told you to be so rude with your hands and your mouth?"

Yun Shuang'er, who was wearing white clothes as white as snow, couldn't help but say something.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault! Let people laugh at me tomorrow! Anyway, I, Ye Feng, am a joke in the hearts of the disciples of Yunhai Sect." Ye Feng looked helpless.

He was confident that he could win a debate with a woman.

At the same time, he was arguing with the cousins, and Yun Shuang'er was a hidden sharp-tongued person. He could only be abused and dared not complain.

These three bastards are flirting with each other.

Fu Jinghong was chatting with Hong Jiu.

Fu Jinghong learned that Hong Jiu had been secretly waiting in this ghost place for half a year and had seen many people coming in and out. He wanted to get from Hong Jiu who those people were.

Although Hong Jiu has been secretly investigating this group of people during this period, it does not mean that he will tell Fu Jinghong about his investigation results.

He told Fu Jinghong that these people who came in and out wore loose black robes, wore conical hats on their heads, and covered their faces with black cloth. He didn't know who those people were.

Fu Jinghong obviously didn't believe Hong Jiu's answer.

But on second thought, it made sense. Those people were most likely the good brothers who had gone through thick and thin with Third Uncle.

As the disciple of the Third Uncle, how could Hong Jiu betray these people?

It is two different things for Fu Jinghong to find out the truth himself and for Hong Jiu to tell it to him.

At least for Third Uncle and Hong Jiu, it was two different things.

Time passed little by little.

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Muzi suddenly emerged from the darkness.

He came to the bonfire and bowed slightly to Fu Jinghong and others.

Fu Jinghong said calmly, "Muzi, have you found anything?"

"Well, the secret sentries lurking in the mountains to the west reported that four people approached this area, stopped for a moment, and then took a detour. Our people secretly followed them for a distance. They circled the mountains and returned to Xingluo Peak."

When Fu Jinghong heard this, his eyes flashed slightly.

He glanced at Hong Jiu, who was dressed in white, standing beside him, a faint smile on his face. He said, "Junior Brother Hong, you are right. These people haven't realized that we have discovered the secret of the giant tree yet. This is very beneficial to us."

Hong Jiu slowly stood up and said, "It's not us, it's you. It's getting late, I have to go back to Tiankui Peak."

Fu Jinghong said, "Don't you want to know what plan I'm going to set up next?"

Hong Jiu shook his head and said, "That's your business, why should I want to know?"

Fu Jinghong choked, then stood up and said, "For what happened today, I, Fu Jinghong, owe you a favor."

"No need. I am a disciple of the Yunhai Sect. What I'm doing today is what a disciple of the Yunhai Sect should do. Goodbye."

"Wait...Xiaohong, let's go back together."

"Old Ye, you have to go back too."

"I have finished my work. What I need to do next is to prepare for the battle with Lin Yi and the opening of Lingbao Pavilion. I don't want to get involved in the mess here, nor do I dare to get involved. Old Fu, I believe you can rescue those girls safely."

Fu Jinghong looked at Ye Feng deeply, then nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will do my best to ensure the safety of those girls."

Ye Feng, Hong Jiu, Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi, a group of four, took off into the air and flew towards the west.

In mid-air, four people were flying side by side.

Hong Jiu, the reserved man, actually spoke first.

"Junior Brother Ye, yesterday you asked me to be the spokesperson for your Lingbao Pavilion. I went back and told Master about it."

"What did Third Uncle say?"

"Master said that you are not only the eldest disciple of Sixth Uncle, but also highly appreciated by the ancestors in the back mountain. Your future is limitless. If I follow you, I will definitely have a good life."

"Hahaha!" Ye Feng grinned and said, "It must be said that the old ones are the wisest. Third Uncle is really good at judging people! So you agree."

Hong Jiu said, "I'm indeed short of money. Five thousand taels a year plus some dividends should be enough to support my lowest-intensity cultivation resources. However, I have one condition."

"What are the conditions? Tell me."

"Can I get a ten-year advance on my salary?"

"Huh? My shop's rent is due in less than a year, and I don't even know how long this Lingbao Pavilion can stay open, and you're asking for a ten-year salary advance? Xiaohong, even though we're familiar with each other, you can't make such an impolite request."

"You don't agree?"

"Um... I want to know what you want to do with so much money in advance?"

"I need to buy some natural treasures to help me reach the next level, but I can't do it without money."

"Is that so... I don't have the right to advance funds, as I'm not a major shareholder of Lingbao Pavilion. However, if you really need money to purchase natural treasures, I can personally lend it to you at a three percent interest rate per year. What do you think?"

"Three percent interest? That high? Are you a loan shark? We're all brothers, so give me a discount."

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Two points then."

Hong Jiu shook his head.

Ye Feng said: "You don't want one point, do you?"

"Do not……"

"You have some conscience."

"Three cents." Hong Jiu said slowly.

Ye Feng's body was unstable and he almost fell from mid-air.

"Three percent? Did I hear that right? Damn it, the bank loan is at least five percent a year, and you're telling me three percent? Xiaohong, I'm a loan shark, not a charity!"

Hong Jiu also felt that three cents was a bit low.

The interest rate for warm soup in Buddhism is three percent, and they quoted a rate of three percent themselves, which is really a bit disgusting.

"Then it's one percent profit, no higher."

This is Hong Jiu’s bottom line.