The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1125

When Bisso got home, he flew into a rage.

The concubine stepped forward, indicating that she had a way to help punish Biga.

Upon hearing this, Bisuo's eyes lit up instantly.

"any solution?"

Now, whenever someone says they have a way to deal with Picasso, he acts as if he's met a living Buddha.

The concubine whispered a few words in his ear, and Bisuo's lips twitched slightly.

Picasso was so happy that he drank a lot of wine in the restaurant.

Xu Tian was worried that he might encounter some danger if he went back alone.

But Picasso insisted on not letting anyone deliver it.

Xu Tian had no choice but to give up and let him go back alone.

In the dead of night, Bi Suo ordered his men to intercept them not far from the restaurant.

Picasso was very pleased because he had defeated Picasso today.

So I drank a few more glasses.

He was so unsteady that he could barely walk.

Xu Tian, ​​standing behind him, watched his back.

Although I was still a little worried, I ultimately let him go back alone.

Picasso had barely walked a short distance from the restaurant when someone grabbed him with a sack.

He had no idea what had happened, or even who had done it.

He had already been brutally beaten, leaving him on the verge of death.

When they were discovered, it was already late at night, and the watchman recognized Picasso.

They sent him back to his residence.

Meanwhile, Xu Tian packed his things and went straight back to his small house.

After Songren arrived, he didn't come to help at the restaurant; instead, he stayed outside investigating the situation.

Xu Tian was exhausted every day working at the restaurant.

Every day you would order someone to simmer a pot of ginseng soup at home.

The purpose was to help Xu Tian improve his health.

Before you left, you repeatedly told me to take good care of Xu Tian.

They even stated bluntly that if they didn't take good care of him, all of them would have to confess and plead guilty.

Xu Tian had just picked up a book to read when he heard a commotion outside.

Judging from the tone of his voice, it seemed like he was coming to see Xu Tian.

Xu Tian had always worked in the restaurant, and he was a back-office staff member.

Who could be looking for him so late at night?

Songren went out and returned quickly.

"Your Highness, it's Lord Charlie. He says the Second Prince is injured and asks if you'd like to go see him."

Xu Tian had not expected Picasso to get injured.

"How did he get injured? Is it serious?"

He naturally didn't care about Picasso's injuries; he just wanted to know who had hurt him and how badly.

Song Ren suppressed the laughter that wanted to come out.

Xu Tian waved his hand.

"Let him in!"

Charlie soon came in from outside, and Xu Tian asked him, "Who exactly hit Bi Jia?"

To this day, Charlie still doesn't know who hit the Second Prince.

"I heard he was beaten to death, and was even ambushed. He has no idea who beat him."

Hearing Charlie's words, Xu Tian understood that the person who hit him had hidden his identity and was unwilling to reveal it.