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"They all spoke with Beijing accents, looked very embarrassed, and were accompanied by a child of eight or nine years old. That good-looking man. Judging from what the child blurted out, they should be wanted criminals of the imperial court."

Tumu said cautiously, with a hint of awe and uneasiness in his tone. He knew very well that the imperial court was going to commit a serious crime. If he was involved, it would probably bring endless trouble to the Tusi Mansion.

"Then send it to the government for disposal tomorrow. Let's not get involved in this mess." The old chieftain took a puff of the water pipe, which was polished to a shiny shine in his hands. The smoke swirled in his mouth for several circles before he slowly exhaled.

His wrinkled face looked even more haggard in the smoke, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, as if the act of smoking the hookah just now had exhausted his remaining energy, but even so, he did not cheer up much.

The chieftain's meaning was very clear. He didn't want to get into trouble because of a criminal wanted by the imperial court. After all, they were just a small tribe on the border and could not compete with the imperial court at all.

"Looks good?" Hearing these words, Luana, who was sitting next to the chieftain, turned her fat buttocks, making a "crunching" sound.

Her eyes shone with a strange light, like a beast that saw its prey in the dark, staring straight at the local chief who was kneeling opposite her father.

Her large, triple-chinned face was covered in pockmarks, like earth eroded by wind and sand, riddled with pits and craters. When she spoke, her yellow teeth revealed a mouthful of yellowed wood, like a withered tree stained yellow by time. She looked decidedly over forty, and quite unattractive.

However, her eyes revealed a hint of greed and desire, as if the man was the treasure she had always dreamed of.

"He's more handsome than any man I've seen in the capital, and..." When he said this, Tu Mu looked up at Lu Ana with a flattering look on his face, and even moved his knees forward before saying, "And he's quite young." There was a hint of flattery in his voice, as if he was showing Lu Ana his loyalty and respect for her.

There was a glint of cunning in his eyes. He knew Luana's preferences and knew how to please her in order to win her favor.

"Dad!" Lu Ana said to her father in a coquettish voice. The fat on her face trembled several times, and her eyes and nose were all pressed together, like dough being pinched together.

Seeing her weird and disgusting look, Tumu regretted raising his head. Afraid that the father and daughter would see his expression as if he had swallowed a fly, he quickly lowered his head.

Luana had a bad temper, and if he angered her, the consequences would be disastrous, so he could only suppress his nausea, lower his head, and pretend that he saw nothing.

"If she's really a wanted criminal of the imperial court..." The old chieftain took two more puffs from his water pipe, then exhaled a long puff of smoke at his daughter, who was still pleading with him. But his eyes were filled with helplessness. He didn't want to indulge his daughter's mischief, but he couldn't bear to refuse her wishes.

Once his daughter gets something she wants, it's hard for her to let it go. He pondered in his heart what to do.

"Ah... Dad!" Lu Ana was fed up. Her lips pursed like a monkey's butt, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness and dissatisfaction. She stared at her father with wide eyes, her eyes saying, "I want it, and you must promise me!" Her coquettish look made the old chieftain even more helpless. He could only sigh again, acquiescing.

He then instructed the village chief, "Anyone who hears the child's words will have their tongue cut out." As he said this, his eyes narrowed, revealing his sharp temper. If the news leaked out, they would be in even greater trouble. He wasn't the only one who understood this.

Ana was his only daughter, a posthumous child, and he had spoiled her since she was born. As a woman, he had no intention of passing the company to her, but she was incredibly successful and gave birth to four chubby grandchildren. Although the father of these children was unknown, he still raised them as his grandchildren.

If he has a son with the surname Lu, that means he has inherited the family name, that means he is his descendant. In his opinion, this is better than marrying a son-in-law, as he can inherit the chieftainship. It is better if he does not have a father, as he can save himself from having a son.

Therefore, he always felt that his daughter had made great contributions, so he never refused her requests. Now, this is the only way!

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"Stay or die!"

The next day, after breakfast, Chu Xuan and the other two were dragged by the local chief into the main hall of a large house. They didn't see anyone, but heard a rather unpleasant female voice coming from behind a screen. The tone was somewhat vicious and unquestionable.

The voice seemed to come from hell, with a hint of coldness and cruelty that made people shudder.

"I don't want to stay, Daddy, I'm scared, I don't want to stay." When Fu Ge'er heard the voice, he immediately turned around and ran out, shouting as he ran. His voice was very shrill, as if there was an evil ghost chasing him.

His little face was pale with fear, his eyes were filled with terror, tears were welling up in his eyes and ready to burst out at any moment. As he ran, he looked back at the direction behind the screen, as if there was something terrible waiting for him there.

But every few steps he took, a sharp sword would cross his neck from the front. Fu Ge'er suddenly retracted his foot, but still lightly touched the blade. Feeling the blood flowing, he collapsed to the ground and urine immediately flowed all over the floor.

His little face turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He thought he was going to die, and wailed, "I don't want to die, Daddy, save me!" His voice was filled with tears, as he begged his father for help, hoping that his father could save him from danger.

"Sir, please have mercy on me and release the child. I will do anything you ask me to do." Hearing Fu Ge'er's call to him, Chu Xuan's heart softened. He knelt down and begged, tears in his eyes.

His tears welled up in his eyes, like beads that had broken off the string, and kept falling down as he tried hard to suppress the pain in his heart.

After all, Fu Ge'er was the child he had spoiled since childhood, so it was impossible to say that he felt sorry for him at this moment. Moreover, he brought him out this time because he was his only child, and he didn't know if he would be able to come back after leaving, so he would rather keep him by his side so that he could watch over him all the time.

"Haha, sure, as long as you stay and listen to me, I can send him away." Lu Ana laughed and walked out from behind the screen. She walked towards Chu Xuan.

There was a hint of smugness and cruelty in her laughter, as if she had already considered Chu Xuan a sure thing. Her obese figure stood out in the lobby, a smug smile on her face, her eyes filled with greed and desire. She kept walking towards Chu Xuan, as if to devour him.