While watching Chuxue leave, a woman hiding in a dark corner turned her head and said, "Master, why don't we rush over and catch that woman?"

"Ayuan, it seems your eldest sister is right. You really need to receive special training."

Ah Qing, who was sitting in the wheelchair, sighed.

A Yuan reached out and scratched his scalp with a confused look on his face.

"Master, what did I say wrong?"

"Axi, tell me, where did Ayuan go wrong?" Aqing ignored her and looked at Axi on the other side.

Ah Xi also had a lot of confusion in her eyes. She pursed her lips and said, "I don't know either."

"Master, you see, Sister Axi doesn't know either." Ayuan said immediately.

"You two...hey!"

Ah Qing could only sigh deeply.

Now not only A Yuan is a stupid roe deer, but also A Xi is becoming more and more confused.

If this continues, can I leave Mo Anbai and wander the world alone in the future?

"When you get back, you two will train together."

This time, Ah Qing was determined to train these two people well and not let them continue to be so ignorant.

"We can't capture the devil's saint. The reason is very simple. She has a trump card in her hand. If we go up hastily, we will only end up dead."

Ah Qing told the real reason.

"What trump card does she have? I don't see any ambush around." A Yuan blinked.

"How are you sure there is no ambush?" Ah Qing asked.

"I don't know... I just saw no one near Yizhuang."

A Yuan's voice became weaker and weaker as he spoke, and he felt that he was being a bit arbitrary.

"The ambush is not here, it's in the distance. Where did those warriors come from? The devil's saint blew a whistle, and all those people appeared." Ah Qing explained.

"Master is still thinking too far, it's all obvious." A Yuan suddenly realized.

Ah Qing expressed that he was tired...

What kind of far-sighted thinking is this? It seems difficult to see.

In fact, anyone with eyes can see it.

"Okay, let's leave quickly and help the villagers settle down first."

Ah Qing pressed his palms on the armrests of the wheelchair.

Afterwards, A Yuan and A Xi pushed their wheelchairs away, one on the left and the other on the right.

This wheelchair is specially made, but it is not as simple as it appears. Sitting in the wheelchair, Ah Qing can exert the terrifying power of a real puppet master.

…

"No one was found? Was he plotted with poison?"

Mr. Long had no expression on his face and looked at Chu Xue indifferently.

If it weren't for Chuxue's unusual status, he would have been furious at this moment.

"Mr. Long, should we continue to search for their whereabouts? It is not difficult to find them. There are hundreds of fishermen, they are ordinary people. They cannot hide."

Chuxue also knew that Young Master Long was unhappy, but she was not afraid. After all, she was a Zoroastrian saint, and she had come from the north to help following the leader's orders.

She tried her best, but it wasn't her fault if things didn't work out.

"No more searching. Let's sail away from here now and return to Tianwan County." Mr. Long said calmly.

"Why so urgent?"

"My business has been done, it's time to go back." The corners of Mr. Long's lips raised, and a smile suddenly appeared.

But in Chu Xue's eyes, this smile was rather cold and strange.

"Sir, please have a rest. I'm going to see the two Haoyang brothers."

Chuxue bowed slightly, turned and left. As she walked, she had a graceful figure, dressed in white like snow, with an aura of unearthly charm. She was both holy and indulgent, fully displaying the magic power of the Zoroastrian saint.

Chuxue had no choice but to do this. She felt that there was a violent energy hidden in Mr. Long's body. If she didn't show her strength, she was worried that Mr. Long would suddenly attack her.

Sure enough, when she used her magic power and walked out of the cabin, the malice that lingered around her, like a tiger or a wolf, quickly dissipated.

Obviously, Mr. Long has given up the idea.

After coming out, Chuxue calmed down as the wind on the water blew across her cheeks.

It seems that Young Master Long has perfected his magic skills.

From now on, you have to be careful when meeting him.

…

Outside Linze City.

There was a long queue of people, eating porridge, and there were many men nearby transporting wood and building houses.

"The imperial court will also provide disaster relief? How is this possible? Chu Xiquan, the governor of Linze City, is a geese who plucking his feathers. How could he do this?"

Mo Anbai couldn't believe his eyes.

You must know that the recent wind and sand swept through, causing huge disasters near Linze City. Many people were displaced, and the victims gathered in groups. There were even people who exchanged their children for food, which was an appalling phenomenon.

However, the court in Linzecheng was very indifferent to this, and only verbally called for disaster relief a few times, but did not actually implement it.

"Is Chu Xiquan that greedy?" Luo Xingchen frowned.

"He is a famous corrupt official in Linze City. Don't be fooled by his sweet words."

Mo Anbai said.

"Flattery and all that are useless to me." Luo Xingchen shook his head.

"Chu Xiquan is very good at it. He has money in his left hand and beauties in his right. Many officials appointed by the imperial court got mixed up with Chu Xiquan not long after they arrived in Linze City." Mo Anbai said.

"Silver...I have plenty of beauties, hum. Is there any beauty more beautiful than you?" Luo Xingchen smiled slightly.

"Yes, the young master doesn't even look down on the slave family, so how can he care about other women?" Mo Anbai's face turned red, he bit his lips, and there was some resentment in his eyes.

"Chu Xiquan's tricks don't work here. As for the disaster relief here, Chu Xiquan naturally won't do it. I asked shopkeeper Mi to find the wealthy gentry in the city and let everyone contribute money and efforts to help the people.

Get through it.”

Luo Xingchen smiled. He avoided Mo Anbai's words and changed the topic.

"It turned out to be the young master, but how could those wealthy gentry agree? They are no better than Chu Xiquan. No matter how many mud-legged people die, they will not even frown." Mo Anbai said.

"Shopkeeper Mi and Hall Master Feng come together. It doesn't matter if they don't agree. If any family disagrees, then I'm sorry, Lin Zecheng doesn't want to stay anymore."

The corners of Luo Xingchen's lips rose.

"If you want them to do things, first of all, you must be stronger and more ruthless than them, and secondly, you must let them gain benefits. This is called one hand of money and the other of a big stick. They can't do it unless they obey. With the power of Yang's Trading Company in Linze City,

It can be said that Lin Zecheng’s economic lifeline has been controlled... This is all thanks to shopkeeper Long Junhao."

Luo Xingchen smiled.

"Shopkeeper Long Junhao is such a good man. Over the years, thanks to his hard work and hard work, he developed the business and later quit the business bravely. If he doesn't deserve his reputation, the young master should reward him with a medal worth one thousand kilograms."

Mo Anbai said.
Chapter completed!