Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

"second……"

"There's a second one?" Wang Shuwen even stopped touching the maid's hand and looked at Tang Luo in disbelief. Did this man even know anything about market prices? A powerful man's move was only worth this much.

Wang Yuande frowned almost imperceptibly, but did not interrupt Wang Shuwen.

Seeing this, Tang Luo smiled and ignored Wang Shuwen, instead looking at Wang Yuande: "At that time, my friend will come in person to collect the reward. I believe you will find it to be well worth the price."

"Very well!" Wang Yuande replied in a deep voice, "Then I will await the arrival of that person!"

"In that case, I will not trouble you any further."

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang He, who was still eating voraciously. To the side, Wang Yuande seemed to understand something as well. He called a maid to his side and said calmly, "Pack up a portion of today's food for me."

Before long, two huge wooden food boxes were brought over. Tang Luo took the boxes, then pulled Zhang He up and, with a few steps, left Chunshan Tower.

Inside the room, after a moment, Wang Yuande turned to his third son: "Shuwen, how much of what he said do you think is true?"

Wang Shuwen frowned. In fact, apart from eating, he had been busy with women. He only caught the gist of what was being said. If Wang Yuande hadn't confiscated his monthly allowance as soon as he returned, he wouldn't have come.

But right now, the money is still in Dad's hands!

He could only pretend to think, quickly recalling the events, and then frowned and said, "It's probably true. In the end, no matter what reward he wants, he has to do something first."

Wang Yuande nodded. There was a reason why he had high hopes for his third son. Apart from being lazy and lecherous, he actually had some quick wit.

However, it is still somewhat immature.

The essence of human relationships lies in give and take. He is not afraid of the other party wanting something, but he is afraid of the other party not wanting it. It is a good thing if the other party has something to ask for, especially after the other party knows who is behind him.

He has the power to retaliate; anyone taking his money should think twice.

At this moment, he also felt a bit of anticipation, wondering just how strong his old drifter friend really was.

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"Is someone following him?" Tang Luo turned his head and glanced at Zhang He, who had already opened the food box, preparing to go back and try to feel his bones.

Zhang He had no other martial arts techniques, only a book on opening the mind, and not even a standing meditation for health maintenance. After opening the mind, as long as he didn't stand in a standing meditation to burn off energy, he wouldn't have a large appetite.

Because what we eat needs to be absorbed and used up!

Zhang He neither tempered his body nor gained weight, so what did he eat?

Tang Luo was filled with doubt, feeling that Zhang He must have other secrets.

You know, today he ate more than ten large meat buns, several cups of soy milk, several kilograms of fruits and vegetables, and enough food to feed dozens of people, but he is still thin and dark-skinned, which is simply not scientifically possible.

At this moment, Zhang He swallowed the piece of unknown meat, squinted his eyes, carefully examined it, and then secretly pointed out three people: one selling candied hawthorns, and two vegetable vendors. From their appearance, they were completely unrecognizable.

Thanks to Zhang He's abilities, the two were able to shake off all their pursuers and speed back to their room.

Pushing open the door, He Lian was still holding that large book, and the scrap paper beside her had become even thicker.

Seeing this, Tang Luo nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied with her efforts.

"Alright, let's pack up, we're moving tomorrow."

"Yes, Master." After He Lian finished speaking, Zhang He nodded in agreement.

After saying that, Tang Luo waited a moment before continuing, "Tomorrow, I will be leaving Dongling."

Ok?

Faced with the two men's questioning gazes, Tang Luo waited a little longer to let them calm down before turning to Zhang He and saying, "You can verify the truth of my words for yourself."

Because of He Lian's presence, Tang Luo couldn't be too explicit, but the meaning was clear: "You can read my mind."

He continued, "Tomorrow, I will introduce you to a new person who can completely, in all things, remember, in everything, represent me."

Tang Luo first looked at He Lian and said, "In terms of cultivation, he can completely represent me." Then he turned to Zhang He and said, "He can also fulfill my promise to you. Everything, he can!"

As for what Tang Luo was going to do, he didn't say. The main reason was that Zhang He's mind-reading ability was somewhat "idealistic." Simply put, if he felt something was true, then it was true.

Therefore, he had been pondering that sentence for a long time before he finally said it.

At this moment, Tang Luo was also a little nervous.

This was definitely the most dangerous time he had experienced since arriving here.

His identity may be exposed, at least partially.

Facing Wang Shuwen and his son Wang Yuande, no matter how he treated them, Tang Luo felt no remorse. Even if he were asked to kill them right now, Tang Luo would not feel much emotion.

But He Lian and Zhang He were different. Although they hadn't spent much time together, they left a good impression on Tang Luo and weren't bad people.

He couldn't bring himself to take action against this kind of person, at least not until they truly became an obstacle to him.

He couldn't bring himself to kill them for the slightest possibility of exposure; he could only try to keep it a secret as much as possible.

As for the worst outcome, it would simply be that Zhang He discovers they are the same person, but that's only the most superficial secret, so it's not too bad.

Tang Luo tried to calm himself down, but when he looked up, he found that neither of them showed much emotion, especially Zhang He, who simply nodded with a blank expression. Tang Luo had no idea what he was thinking.

After saying that, Tang Luo went out again and began to carry out his role-playing task.

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Prince Duan's Mansion, Jade Warm Pavilion.

On either side of Qin He, beautiful maids, completely naked, gently waved palm-leaf fans in their hands, while below, the guard commander Zhao Chen prostrated himself on the ground, his head completely buried in the earth, not daring to raise his head.

"Still haven't found him?" Qin He lowered his eyes, and in a daze, it seemed as if two phantom figures flew towards Zhao Chen's back, making his whole back feel a little cold.

"The thief acted very efficiently. The smell was masked by ordinary incense, the body was sunk into the river and disappeared without a trace, and all other traces were also cleaned up, making it impossible to find anything."

Zhao Chen responded in a low voice, feeling somewhat conflicted.

If he had started searching immediately after noticing the initial clues, he would have been at least 50% confident of finding traces. It takes time for the incense to completely mask the body odor, and it also takes time for the corpse in the river to decompose; these are all clues.

But Qin He was cultivating at the time, and he was surrounded by several extraordinary guards. How could he go? How dare he go?

In the past, before he practiced that technique, things were alright; the Second Young Master could still listen to what he was told. But now, after practicing that technique, his strength has grown stronger, and his temper has become increasingly worse.

If he dared to spoil Qin He's mood, the consequences would be far worse than they are now.

Looking at Zhao Chen, who was trembling below, Qin He understood the source of his concerns.

Although somewhat annoyed, he still waved his hand and said, "Get lost!"

"Yes! Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

After Zhao Chen scrambled out of the pavilion, he grabbed a maid, pressed her head down, and vented his anger before looking back at Yin Yue, who had appeared out of nowhere.

"Are you sure that the problem with 'Summoning Demons' will be solved after breaking through to the next level?"

A sneer appeared on Silvermoon's cold face: "Of course, it's impossible to completely resolve this."

"Um?"

"The cultivation method will accompany you throughout your life, Your Highness the Second Prince."

But it's safe to say it won't have much of an impact on you.

"Then what else do you need?" Qin He's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a little, and the maid under his crotch was able to catch her breath a little, but she didn't dare to breathe too loudly, lest she disappear without a trace like the person in front of her.

"Your father's days are numbered."