Lord of the night.

Chapter 1494 Two Uncles [8800]

Fang Che finally discovered how Dongfang San San beat people.

I discovered it with my own butt.

Moreover, it was an order.

"Turn around!"

"Lie down on the stool!"

Then a duster, specially designed for dusting, landed on my backside with a whooshing sound.

It's quite energetic.

Fang Che lay on the stool, speechless: The last time I felt this way was when I was five or six years old... right?

I never imagined that I would be a Saintly Venerable now, and that such a scene would unfold in the most sacred headquarters of the Guardians of the City of Trials and Tribulations, right in the very center of the Eastern Strategist's office!
For a moment, Fang Che, who had been beaten, felt like he had become young again.

"Both father and son are equally shameless!"

Dongfang San San cursed, "I'll help you change it today!"

After lashing the whip more than a dozen times, Dongfang San San finally stopped, sighing as he looked at the pile of jade boxes in his spatial ring, like an old farmer who had made money through speculation in some era but couldn't spend it.

"Ouch...it hurts so much..." Fang Che twisted his face, clutching his butt as he stood up: "Being an undercover agent is tough, you get beaten up from both sides..."

"Alright. Stop pretending. You, the number one holy being in the world, can't possibly be damaged by a few blows?"

Dongfang San San sighed.

Looking at the duster in my hand, I felt a little regretful.

How could I have actually laid a hand on him?
Although this kid definitely deserves a beating, there's the issue of the Eastern strategist's image...

Before he knew it, something was in his hand. Fang Che's voice was ingratiating: "Uncle, don't get too angry. Eat something to calm down."

Dongfang San San snorted and subconsciously took a bite. The next moment, her expression became quite interesting.

What he was holding in his hand was actually a piece of the True Soul Yin Yang Root as big as a radish!

And it was clearly cut from the best part; before I knew it, I'd taken a big bite, and I couldn't help but glare at him: "You little brat, you..."

Fang Che said with a grin, "I was just worried that you wouldn't be willing to eat it!"

A warm feeling rose in Dongfang San San's heart. After a long while, she smiled and said, "Sit down."

Pressing Fang Che to sit down, Dongfang San San said softly, "Your uncle... isn't really someone who doesn't know how to enjoy good fortune... You know, when we were young, I was the one who led them around. How to spend money, what to do, I was always the one who considered it. I always kept track of what to give to whom and what not to give to whom."

"Later on, I had more and more to worry about. There were so many guardians, and each one needed to be treated differently, but I couldn't let them complain. In this case, Archer, it was all about human relationships and social skills."

"Only after experiencing the cold can one know the warmth; only after seeing through the ups and downs can one find peace; this is not just empty talk."

“These things are not suitable to be taken out. Even if I feel terrible, they can only be eaten by a few people within a limited scope. This is not a matter of selfishness, but rather a matter of the greater good. Uncle knows this, and Uncle will not be reluctant to part with them.”

Dongfang San San smiled and patted Fang Che on the shoulder: "Don't worry about that."

"That puts my mind at ease." Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he said, "I also have a bead for you..."

As he spoke, he took out a demon god pearl obtained from the Golden Dragon Secret Realm, which immediately exploded with spiritual energy.

Dongfang San San was taken aback: "This..."

Fang Che explained its origin, rubbing his nose: "My father also had one... This one, if you place it in your own domain, the spiritual energy will continuously spread, which will benefit your body and cultivation. Moreover, I've tried it, and this thing is also very beneficial to divine sense..."

Dongfang San San sensed it within her own domain, and her eyes immediately lit up: "Good stuff. Are there any more?"

"what?"

Fang Che was taken aback: "Uncle, how many do you want?"

"It's not for me. If there are any more, you can give one to your other uncle later, Fengyunqi."

Dongfang San San reminded him, "Give him a bit of this True Soul Yin-Yang Root as well. Don't forget."

“I was thinking of having you pass it on, Uncle…” Fang Che said.

"I can pass on Xue Fuxiao's, but Feng Yunqi's is not suitable." Dongfang Sansan smiled and reminded him, "I am your uncle, and Feng Yunqi... is also your uncle..."

He gave a meaningful smile: "Got it?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Fang Che immediately understood.

It seems Feng Yunqi is jealous...

"It seems that my other uncle also knows about my identity." Fang Che nodded in agreement.

"Your identity was known to him... and it was also a means by which this uncle in front of you kept your other uncle locked up in the Guardian Headquarters."

Dongfang San San couldn't help but laugh, saying, "This is an open scheme. He knows I'm using this to plot against him, but he still has to fall into the trap. Because he knows that his loose tongue will occasionally slip up when he's in a good mood..."

Fang Che almost died laughing.

"Sometimes leaking secrets exposes a fatal crisis, but sometimes it locks in your closest people to become a more intimate community. The choice of which to use depends on your mindset."

Dongfang San San smiled and said, "Sincerity may be considered foolish by the world, but it is also a powerful weapon. When you are in a low position, sincerity is your way to death; when you are in a high position, sincerity is your way to victory."

"Only when you reach the middle level can you start using sincerity as a weapon. But once you use it, the gains and losses are equal; you will either suffer great losses or collapse. You must be cautious."

"If one day you reach a point where you can use sincerity as a weapon at will without any backlash... then you will be invincible!"

Dongfang San San smiled and said, "This matter is not difficult for you."

“...It’s not that difficult…” Fang Che’s eyes widened.

Not difficult? It's practically impossible!

Sincerity seems to be something I'm completely incompatible with.

Next, Dongfang San San listened attentively to all of Fang Che's experiences with the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect, urging him to recount everything in detail, and even asking him to repeat some parts twice, while also asking questions in between.

For example, 'When Yan Nan said those words, what were the expressions on everyone else's faces? What about Feng Du? Chen Gu? Wu Xiao? Why?' After Yan Nan saw these expressions, what was Yan Nan's expression like? How did his demeanor change? Why? What did you think of from this?'

And so on.

Then, Fang Che was asked to analyze the situation himself again.

Fang Che can only feel fortunate that he has an amazing memory and can remember some parts completely.

Otherwise, it really would be...

However, through such questioning, Fang Che was able to discover things he hadn't noticed before, and the resulting enlightenment was truly beneficial to him.

There's a sense of sudden enlightenment and light.

In a sense, Dongfang San San's way of asking questions hit Fang Che's sweet spot.

Fang Che himself felt: Wow! I've definitely become more shrewd!

Finally, I finished my rambling explanation.

Dongfang San San remained silent for a long time, gently tapping her fingers on the table.

Unbeknownst to Fang Che, during this silent time, everything he had said was being replayed in Dongfang San San's mind, gradually changing its order, automatically becoming a slowly flowing, clear stream, carrying over every detail.

The rushing water, the babbling brook; slowly it transforms into still waters, the sound of water becoming silent.

Dongfang San San finally opened her eyes.

"It's not a big problem. Your situation over there is becoming more and more stable, and it's gradually developing into a well-established base."

When Dongfang San San said this, she was very happy.

"Is there anything else?"

"And then there's the matter of Feng Du letting Senior Xue Wu observe me..." Fang Che coughed.

"No need to care."

Dongfang San San waved his hand dismissively: "Is that something to worry about? What else?"

"The other thing is... Vice Chief Sect Leader Feng has betrothed Feng Xue to me..."

Fang Che himself felt a little embarrassed as he spoke: "I haven't told my dad about this yet... cough cough... of course it's a secret, it's not appropriate to make it public now..."

"..."

Dongfang San San's skills have been compromised.

Staring dumbfounded at the shameless guy in front of him: "Feng Xue? Also? You gave it to me? Huh?"

He felt a sense of cosmic explosion in his eyes: "You possess three of the four princesses of the righteous sect?"

"...It seems so..." Fang Che hung his head and explained, "It's not that I'm lustful, it's just that I had no other choice..."

"Don't talk!"

Dongfang San San sat in her chair, her mind blank for a moment.

This is a huge shock.

If, in a situation like Bi Yunyan's, where people in the three realms simultaneously consumed... well, if they made it a fait accompli, then it's actually understandable.

But the problem is that it isn't.

Since he came out, he has already offended two princesses, and now a third one has actually come to him!
That has a different meaning.

The fact that Yan Nanbi Changhong and Feng Du agreed, and more importantly, that Feng Du personally made the arrangements...

Dongfang San San was indeed hit by the explosion.

“Being handsome… is an asset.” Dongfang San San groaned.

"Feng Xue doesn't know what I look like..." Fang Che said weakly.

"She's got her eye on Night Demon? That ugly face?" Dongfang San San's eyes widened, then she coughed, "Cough cough..." and picked up her water glass to take a sip.

Miraculously regaining his composure: "Hehe...that's normal."

He then fell into thought.

Originally, Yan Beihan was sufficient, but as for Bi Yunyan... there were concerns that Bi Changhong's side was unreliable, and the Bi family was fragmented, making it difficult to provide much assistance... Now, Feng Xue has filled a gap in Fang Che's abilities...

While thinking, he suddenly coughed twice.

Although I tried my best to control myself, I still couldn't resist.

This reveals that the Eastern strategist's inner world was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

But after thinking it over, he realized that Feng Xue had also become Fang Che's person, which would truly bring endless benefits!
In this way, Dongfang San San thought to himself: Night Demon, Yan Bei Han, Bi Yun Yan, Feng Yun, Chen Xue... This force of the younger generation of the Only Righteous Sect is already quite large!
Hmm, Feng Yun as Night Demon's brother-in-law... tsk... this relationship...

The older generation, Yan Nanfeng, delivered a monologue, offering protection and guidance...

Dongfang San San increasingly felt that... this was actually better than the most ideal configuration she had ever imagined!
No, it's much better!
"It's alright, whether you're herding one sheep or a flock of sheep... it's all the same."

Dongfang San San touched his nose and said to Fang Che, "It's nothing serious. Just do as usual!"

"Um... Uncle, don't you have anything else to say?" Fang Che asked somewhat nervously.

"I'll just say one thing: if you dare to betray Ye Meng, see how I deal with you!" Dongfang San San said, glaring at her.

"Don't dare."

Fang Che quickly assured him, "I cherish Xiao Meng'er like a precious gem, afraid she might fall from my palm or be kept in my mouth..."

"Stop."

Dongfang San San rolled her eyes and said, "Let's get down to business."

“Your father came to see me before and talked about the future, such as Sun Wutian, Bai Jing, Yan Nan... if one day they die in front of you, etc... those things.”

Dongfang San San smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

"I……"

Fang Che was speechless for a long time before finally saying, "I don't know, but there's a certain possibility..."

"Ah."

Dongfang San San raised her hand to stop them and said calmly, "On this point, I have set out a path for you, with a few steps."

"Please speak." Fang Che was somewhat shocked and numb: This can also be programmed with steps?
"Your identity as the Night Demon must never be exposed. The fact that you are an undercover agent for the Guardians must remain a closely guarded secret. This is the premise."

Dongfang San San said, "In addition, when you occasionally get together with people who know your identity, such as Bi Yunyan, Yan Beihan, and Feng Yun, you can appropriately show them your inner thoughts about how you went undercover here."

"Do you understand what I mean? It means... after infiltrating here, the sense of identification with the Guardians... understand? It's a very subtle expression, or something you might show during discussions or meetings."

"Let them feel the struggle within you. Understand?"

“I even occasionally do some good deeds in front of them… You understand what I mean?”

Dongfang San San pondered for a moment, then said, "This is the first step, or rather, the first and second step."

Fang Che scratched his head and said, "Isn't this... a bit revealing?"

"Your brain is just as bad as those idiots'." Dongfang San San sighed and decided to be blunt: "In a way, this is a kind of whitewashing."

"Whitewash?"

"Yes, to whitewash the so-called 'cruel nature of the Night Demon'."

Dongfang San San said, "Then when asked about the reason, use an explanation that you yourself don't understand, and let them figure it out themselves. It's because after you were able to refine the Five Elemental Gu, you could suppress your own Five Elemental Gu and prevent it from affecting you... That's the second step."

"The reason you need to reveal yourself in front of these people and subtly influence them is because these people are absolutely your own people! They will never doubt you, so that's why you need to do this."

"Then, the third step is to try suppressing the mid-to-high-level Five Elemental Gu. Remember, it's suppression, not refining. Suppress them for a period of time, let them feel the clarity they experienced during the killing..."

Dongfang San San said, "After completing these three steps, your 'neither good nor evil' style of doing things will basically take shape. You'll gradually move closer to Duan Xiyang's current style..."

"In this way, your identity as a guardian and your identity as a Night Demon will actually make them worry that you will expose yourself as a Night Demon, or that your inner struggle will affect you... so they will consider things from your perspective in everything they do... which is a good thing in the long run."

"Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan are your wives. As women, all women are the same. They hope that their men are heroes with flesh and blood, feelings and righteousness, not super demons who indiscriminately kill innocent people. You need to know how to distinguish and pay attention to this."

"The reason you can win their hearts is not because of your killings. You need to know that."

"So when you show your struggle between the Solipsist doctrine and the Guardian's morality, they, as high-ranking members who haven't killed many people themselves, will naturally agree with your view, but at the same time, they will also advise you to be patient and not show it..."

"And the sense of justice you occasionally show won't make your three women, or even Feng Yun, suspect you of being a spy for the Guardians. On the contrary, they'll feel quite gratified. Because you, Night Demon, will never become that kind of ruthless demon who kills everyone you see!"

"And the sentiments in your heart are the biggest magnet that brings your group closer together."

"If this continues, it will plant a seed for whether your identity will be exposed in the future, and over the years, they will be psychologically prepared for it. Whether you are exposed as a Guardian spy or you voluntarily confess that you are a Guardian... it will all be a buffer." "Even if you eventually ascend to the highest position in the Sovereign Sect... it's not impossible. If that happens, you won't need to return to the Guardians at all. Do you understand? The balance of power and war between the two sides are, in your hands, merely means and tools to balance the strength of both sides and promote the development of martial arts on both sides..."

Fang Che slowly opened his mouth wide as he listened: "???"

This time, he was completely overwhelmed by the bombardment.

What? You're not letting me come back?
"Take it one step at a time, of course, that's the ideal outcome... If we don't expose ourselves here or there, that's fine..."

Dongfang Sansan reiterated his grand vision once again.

"You're in charge on both sides, isn't that like being able to manipulate events at will? How great is that? Why did you have to come back and be a Guardian? Look, you chaired the meetings on how the Guardians targeted the Sovereign Church, you arranged the wars... and you also presided over how the Sovereign Church launched wars to destabilize the Guardian Continent, you were the one in charge..."

A burning longing shone in Dongfang San San's eyes: "...How wonderful!?"

Fang Che: "…………"

He felt as if his brain had been blown up deep in the starry sky, and the entire nebula was filled with his brain matter... He couldn't get it back.

Meanwhile, my uncle was still enjoying his own imagination...

It has to be said that Dongfang San San really longed for it. Imagining the future prospects she had described, even Dongfang San San felt... a little intoxicated.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, and even smacked his lips, savoring the memory.

Fang Che sat there dumbfounded.

Still not back to reality.

That prospect... is really too beautiful, it's... too scary to even think about.

But then again, if it really comes to that... what am I worried about?
My eyes welled up with tears, and I was lost in a daydream...

until……

puff!
A cloud of snow covered his face, and Fang Che suddenly woke up from his sweet dream.

"Uh... I lost my composure just now..."

Fang Che looked embarrassed.

Dongfang San San herself was also intoxicated by her own imagination, but of course she couldn't tell Fang Che, so she scolded him: "You're intoxicated by such a small achievement! Look at your pathetic self!"

"Yes, it's my fault, nephew."

Fang Che quickly admitted his mistake and sat up straight.

But I still can't help but wonder: Can... it be done?
Dongfang San San tried hard to calm herself down and forcefully brought the topic back, saying, "What we were talking about just now was the sense of loyalty and righteousness in your heart. You must not underestimate the importance of loyalty and righteousness."

When Dongfang San San said this, he frowned and spoke each word very slowly: "Although everyone in the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect is clamoring that our Weiwo Zhengjiao demons don't care about reason or loyalty... Fang Che, don't forget one thing... The Weiwo Zhengjiao sect was founded on brotherhood! And their brotherhood has continued to this day."

"Including old demons like Sun Wutian, the Guardian Hall was full of high-level demons. Each of the old demons in the hall was old, selfish, and ruthless. For them, being two-faced and treacherous was commonplace. However, through years of working together, they still formed several small teams that shared life and death and honor. They depended on each other for life and death."

"It's the kind of bond that's no less than the mutual protection among us guardians!"

"As for the lower-level sects..."

Dongfang San San looked at Fang Che and said softly, "There are also people from Yin Shen Palace, Mu Lin Yuan, Qian San Jiang, and others. You know them! They are all wicked and ruthless, treacherous and murderous monsters. But..."

"I know."

Fang Che nodded silently.

My heart ached.

My uncle is right.

"Even demons have feelings. They just don't act rashly!"

Dongfang San San said, "Their feelings need to be touched and stimulated by someone. They will never take the initiative! Nor will they be moved once or twice... that's all."

Fang Che, deeply moved, replied, "Yes."

Dongfang San San smiled and said, "Including Feng Yun, Feng Yun is a man of great talent and ambition, meticulous in his thinking, far-sighted, and with a broad vision. In my understanding, Feng Yun is a hero, not a tyrant. He can also be decisive and ruthless in critical moments. But you can never call Feng Yun treacherous and cunning. Because he is not a treacherous and cunning person at all!"

"Feng Yun's actions, to some extent, were quite upright and honest."

Dongfang San San sighed softly, "It's such a pity about Feng Yun. If only he had been born on the side of the Guardians."

Fang Che said, "But he also plays a significant role within the 'I Am the Righteous Sect' as well."

"otherwise."

Dongfang San San sighed: "Otherwise."

"Please enlighten me, Uncle."

“Feng Yun is ambitious! And what I worry about most is Feng Yun’s ambition in the future. If he wants to unify the continent and rule the world… and he knows that Fang Tu, the number one expert on the Guardian’s side, is actually one of his people… this is quite disadvantageous for the Guardian Continent. It will also be disadvantageous for your future. Because… the two of you will constantly clash at that time.”

Dongfang Sansan frowned and sighed: "This matter is truly unsolvable."

“But with you here, Uncle, Feng Yun wouldn’t dare,” Fang Che said.

"What I'm talking about... including the vision I just mentioned to you... I probably won't be able to see it."

Dongfang Sansan said in a deep voice.

A desolate smile appeared on his face: "This is a prospect that may only appear if the continent can win after the ultimate war of gods."

Fang Che's heart sank, and he said, "Uncle, so it seems that in your estimation... we won't be able to participate in that ultimate battle of gods?"

Dongfang San San slowly shook his head: "There is absolutely no way we can catch up!"

He smiled and said, "That's our business."

"Zheng Yuandong of the righteous sect has been absent for so many years, he must be transferring the power of destiny, hmph... The snake god has returned this time to pave the way for the heavenly centipede god. The snake god has won, and the heavenly centipede god needs to rush back immediately! Because he is worried that the snake god will take all the benefits for himself."

"If the Serpent God is defeated, the Heavenly Centipede God may have to wait several more years before returning."

"These are two results."

"And the current actions of the True Church... they think that by not providing the Heavenly Centipede God with sacrificial power, they can delay the Heavenly Centipede God's return. Doing so... has been wrong ever since the Serpent God decided to return."

Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply and said painfully, "However, it's also wrong to provide the Heavenly Centipede God with faith power just to delay its return!"

"This is a contradiction. Only our orthodox religion has no solution, and neither do I."

"It is urgent."

Dongfang San San looked at Fang Che: "Fang Che, can you defeat the combined forces of Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang within two years?"

It was nearly midnight when Fang Che walked out of Dongfang San San's room.

Before I knew it, I had spent two whole hours with Dongfang San San.

The two then discussed the conference and the mainland's plans, with Dongfang San San doing the talking and Fang Che listening.

It was clear that Dongfang San San had been holding back for a long time, as no one had spoken to him like that. Fang Che's arrival seemed to be a release for Dongfang San San...

Of course, this is how Fang Che himself feels.

Whether it is true or not is hard to say.

Fang Che urged Dongfang San San to eat a few pieces of the True Soul Yin Yang Root. Seeing his uncle sighing as he ate, without any sign of refusing, Fang Che knew that he had resigned himself to his fate in this matter.

I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of accomplishment!

I'm so awesome!

As someone who regularly benefits from consuming this, Fang Che naturally understands the effects of the True Soul Yin-Yang Root. Its greatest effect isn't what he values ​​most, but rather replenishing his origin, strengthening his foundation, enhancing his divine consciousness, and fortifying his soul!
This is what's most useful for the strong!
Materials less than 100,000 years old are called rare and precious materials.

Medicines aged over 100,000 years can be called precious medicines.

The real reason why the word "treasure" exists lies in its origin, essence, and soul.

Following Dongfang San San's instructions, Fang Che returned to his own courtyard and then, together with Ye Meng, visited Feng Yunqi.

"Why are you here so late?"

When Feng Yunqi opened the door and saw Ye Meng, he couldn't help but be surprised, and then he saw Fang Che next to Ye Meng.

His eyebrows twitched slightly.

His eyes suddenly turned fierce.

A surge of rage towards Fang Laoliu was ignited by this face that looked remarkably like Fang Laoliu.

He snorted angrily, "What are you doing here?"

Feng Yunqi had met Fang Che before and after entering and leaving the Yin-Yang Realm; but at that time, Fang Laoliu was still in a deep coma and was as thin as a skeleton.

Although Feng Yunqi felt that this kid looked a bit like my sixth brother when he was young, he didn't think much of it at all—no one would have thought that a person who had been in a coma for three thousand years would have an eighteen or nineteen-year-old son!

This kind of thing is simply unbelievable.

Later, Fang Che was 'resurrected' thanks to Feng Yunqi's treatment, but they did not recognize each other at that time.

Seeing this face now, especially after being tempered by the trials and tribulations of the martial world, and knowing that this is Fang Laoliu's son, both old and new grudges surged into my heart at the same time!

He wasn't angry at Fang Che, of course!
It was Fang Yunzheng!
Because that heartless guy hasn't contacted him yet...

Your son came knocking on your door even though you didn't come...

Oh shit!

Do you think I would be embarrassed to hit your son?

"Hey hey hey..."

Fang Che followed Ye Meng through the door and closed it. Feng Yunqi automatically and subconsciously threw out a soundproof barrier before angrily saying, "What are you doing here?!"

His voice was harsh and his expression fierce. His impatience and anger were obvious.

But Fang Che quelled the old man's anger with just one sentence.

"Your nephew has come to pay his respects to his uncle!"

As he spoke, he bowed respectfully, knelt down, and kowtowed.

Feng Yunqi was stunned.

He couldn't help but scratch his head: "What do you know?"

“My father said that the person he has wronged the most in his life is you, my eldest uncle, so he specifically told me that I must be respectful, filial, and obedient to you when I see you.”

Fang Che said earnestly.

"Hey...why are you saying this...we're all brothers..."

Feng Yunqi couldn't help but blurt out a sentence, his face full of emotion.

Fang Che knew exactly what was going on: Sure enough, this uncle was much easier to deal with than the other one!

"And the last time I was brought back from the dead, that was also thanks to you, Uncle, but I didn't know that at the time and didn't show the proper respect due to a junior... I am truly guilty, please forgive me, Uncle..."

Fang Che continued to play the emotional card.

"Hey... Back then, keeping it a secret was the priority. Besides, you suffered so much, what more can I say... We're family, there's no need for so much formality..."

Feng Yunqi readily agreed, beaming with a smile: "I understand, I understand."

Seeing Feng Yunqi's expression, Fang Che knew the time was right, so he immediately presented a gift: "This is some fruit that your nephew specially brought for you, Uncle... Please accept it."

That was a large jade box filled with the Yin-Yang Root of the True Soul!
Feng Yunqi felt his old wounds, which had been there for many years, stir just from the scent.

His voice trembled uncontrollably: "This is the precious medicine you used to break the Ten Thousand Souls Curse in the Sovereign Sect, medicine that's over 500,000 years old? So much? Give it all to me?"

“It is only right for a nephew to give to his uncle; this is only a part of it.”

Fang Che handed over a ring: "I was afraid that Uncle wouldn't have enough, so there are a few more boxes inside this ring."

Feng Yunqi felt as if he were dreaming. Holding the jade box and the ring, he opened the ring and looked at it with a dreamy expression: "This must weigh at least two hundred pounds!"

"Uncle has a good eye, it's exactly 360 jin."

"This, this, this..."

Feng Yunqi was speechless. Although Dongfang San San had hinted at it before, the sudden acquisition of such a batch of coveted precious medicines was still a huge shock to him.

“Originally, it was less, but my father said that you, my uncle, were injured back then and needed it urgently, so he allocated most of his share and had his nephew deliver it... He also said that he was really helpless because of his nephew's situation and asked for your understanding, my uncle. He said that he would personally come to your uncle's place to apologize.”

Fang Che said sincerely, "Please accept this, sir."

"How can I possibly take all of this...? Your father, that bastard, doesn't he understand how much he's lost in his own essence? And he's giving me all of his own? Isn't that stupid? I, Cao Tefang Lao Liu..."

Feng Yunqi's expression was fascinating, changing so rapidly that Fang Che couldn't even describe it.

Then he noticed his nephew was still kneeling and hurriedly pulled him up: "Good boy, get up quickly... You... that old bastard of a father of yours... Oh well... you really are... Get up, get up, come here... Oh dear... so many precious medicines, I really... Didn't you give him that old bastard Dongfang? Oh well... sit down, sit down. This is my gift... Dongfang San San, you old bastard! You didn't even tell me to prepare a gift!"

Feng Yunqi was so disoriented that he didn't even understand himself anymore.

He pressed Fang Che down into the chair, examining him like a precious treasure, grinning from ear to ear: "When you first woke up, I noticed you looked like my brother, and I even went to ask Dongfang San San... Hehe, it really was him. Now that you've fully recovered, look at that face, it's a perfect replica of your father's... Hahaha..."

At this point, he suddenly smiled and solemnly warned, "Fang Che, let me tell you, you can learn anything else, but don't be like your father. That guy is really unreliable."

"Can't, can't."

Fang Che, with an upright and serious expression, said, "My nephew's personality is just too serious..."

"It's better to be serious."

Feng Yunqi was overjoyed; finally, his personality hadn't followed in his father's footsteps. Not bad, not bad.

So he ordered Ye Meng to serve tea, and then said impatiently, "I'll go check the inventory. I should at least give them a small gift. How can I leave empty-handed after delivering a life-saving gift to someone like me... How can I, Tianqi, afford to lose face like that..."

He rushed into the bedroom and started rummaging through the spatial rings.

Fang Che scratched his head.

Night Dream's big eyes meet her small eyes.

"He knew I had recovered last time, so why is he still so agitated now?" Fang Che transmitted his voice.

"Hehe, even my master had to hold back his excitement back then..." Ye Meng rolled her eyes: "Back then you were Commander Fang, today you're his nephew, how can that be the same?"

"makes sense."

Fang Che nodded, and then became even more 'obedient and compliant', sitting upright with a serene and dignified expression.

Waiting for a gift from my uncle.

(End of this chapter)