As a lord, I was forced to farm

Even so, Su Changfeng's expression was not just that of "money is just an external thing." He gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out a few words through the crack in the door, "Refund, I'll refund you!"

Today, it seems that almost half of the people who bought the Mist Swallowing Flying Sword came to return their money and goods as if by prior arrangement.

During this time, Su Changfeng and his family tried countless times to sneak out through the back door, but the customers stared at them and immediately saw through their intentions. "No, you can't leave. What if you run away!"

At this moment, Su Changfeng sensed that something was wrong, and Su Changxing struggled to come closer, saying, "Big brother, someone is definitely messing with us!"

But what good would it do to know? It's too late now. Even if Su Changhe were to kill these people with his cultivation level, there would definitely be other cultivators of equal or even greater strength waiting for them behind him!

Furthermore, he had a vague worry that his second brother might have been taken into custody, and that the messages he had received about his second brother in the past two days were probably coerced.

Therefore, they could only smile and haggle over refunds and returns while looking for a suitable opportunity to escape.

Before long, the busy evening had passed, and all the customers who wanted refunds were finally processed.

Looking at the mountain of swallowing mist flying swords, everyone felt a pang of heartache. Today, almost all the money they had earned had been given away, and they had also lost a lot of materials and flying swords.

Before they could even feel the pinch, the six members of the Su family had already packed their belongings in unison, drawn their weapons, and remained alert to any sounds or disturbances outside.

Su Changfeng asked Su Changhe, "Seventh Brother, are there any other people watching outside our shop?"

Su Changhe's expression was solemn. "No."

The absence of such people is even more worrying. After all, in the past, when no one was dealing with them, there were often thieves loitering around. The fact that no one is around now means that the area has been cleared out. And the presence that Su Changhe couldn't even sense must be someone whose strength they couldn't handle.

"What should we do, Second Brother?" Fourth Sister Su Changyue and Su Changlu leaned on each other, their eyes slightly moist.

“I don’t think Changyun is in any immediate danger. He was communicating with me telepathically not long ago. He’s probably just being held captive,” Su Changfeng comforted him. “Let’s leave the shop first, get away from outsiders’ surveillance, and then look for an opportunity to find out about my second brother.”

Regardless, Su Changfeng's words finally calmed the others down a bit.

After quickly packing their belongings, the Su family members prepared to secretly leave Wanbao Ling Goods Store.

Long before Wanbao opened, a secret underground passage had already been built here. The passage was about twenty meters long, just long enough to lead to a small house they had rented before.

They don't usually come this way; they only come here to escape now.

"Alright!" Su Changying said softly, holding a compass for setting up an array.

Several people emerged from a kitchen inside Wanbao's inner hall. Su Changfeng moved aside a large jar of rice, revealing a hole just large enough for one person to pass through.

Su Changfeng, carrying the illuminating lamp, went first, while Su Changhe, the strongest among them, brought up the rear.

A short while later, the group reached the cave entrance. Su Changfeng felt a slight sense of relief and carefully climbed out. Just as he was about to pull Su Changying up behind him, he suddenly sensed a cool breeze from his left. He quickly made a protective gesture, telling his younger siblings at the entrance not to peek out. "It's a little earlier than I expected," Jiang Ran said lazily, half-reclining on a recliner, her hand supporting her chin and her head tilted to the side. To the right of the recliner was a small tea table, on which a cup of spiritual tea emitted wisps of steam.

Jiang Ran looked at Su Changfeng, who was covered in mud, and tapped the coffee table with her finger, making a crisp sound. "Su, Chang, Feng... I've wanted to see you for a long time."

Slowing down his tone and drawing out the words slightly, Su Changfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a sense of horror surged from his feet to the top of his head.

"What do you want? I orchestrated everything at Wanbao Spirit Goods Store. If you have any problems, come at me. Don't make things difficult for my younger brothers and sisters." Su Changfeng steadied himself. "My second brother is still in your hands, isn't he? Is he still alive?"

Hearing those familiar words, Jiang Ran couldn't help but smile. "You brothers really are alike. The bond between you is quite touching. Speaking of which, I also have a younger brother and sister, so perhaps we'll have some common ground in this regard."

Jiang Ran paused for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, Su Changyun is fine. I just invited him to watch the Lingying play a few times and let him stay at Qushui Tower for one night."

Jiang Ran clapped her hands, and three figures stepped out from another dark bedroom.

Jiang Xiaowen, Liu Wenyan, and the last figure was naturally Su Changyun.

Su Changfeng looked over and saw that Su Changyun was perfectly fine, with no wounds on his body, his clothes were intact, he did not appear thin, and there were no signs of being tied up with ropes.

It’s okay if it’s okay, it’s okay if it’s okay.

Su Changfeng's shoulders relaxed, and his eyes reddened slightly.

Despite his relaxed demeanor when comforting Su Changyue, his inner worries and fears were no less than those of any of his younger siblings.

He blamed himself even more, for as the elder brother, he had not noticed the danger and had not protected his family. If something had really happened to Su Changyun, he simply could not face his parents in the afterlife.

Fortunately, fortunately, Su Changyun seems to be doing quite well... Hmm?

Ok?
Are you doing alright?
There weren't even any signs of being bound by ropes on his body?
Su Changfeng's breath caught in his throat. He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Changyun, were you doing this telepathically these past two days voluntarily? Voluntarily misleading us?"

By the way, he knows his second brother's personality best. He's a smart man, and if anything is really wrong, he will do everything he can to get the message to them!

Su Changyun's face showed a hint of guilt, but he quickly regained his resolve. "Yes, apart from the first telepathic communication, all the other telepathic communications were done in coordination with Prince Jiang and with you, brother. But let me explain, Prince Jiang won't do anything excessive to us brothers and sisters. Brother, I have some good news to tell you..."

"Why don't we sit down and talk? It's not very comfortable for the others to be huddled in the cave," Jiang Ran said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Xiaowen moved first. She pulled out a small stool and sat down next to Jiang Ran. The latter poured her a cup of spiritual tea. The little girl's big cat eyes narrowed slightly, and a sweet smile appeared on her childish face. "Thank you, sister~"

She took a sip of tea, glared, and said in a rough voice, "Hey, my sister told you to sit down here, didn't you hear her?"

This behavior, this double standard, is truly astonishing. (End of Chapter)