"Your Majesty Zhou Lang, help is late." Before Li Shengxuan finished speaking, Zhou Lang's loud voice came from downstairs.
Fang Zilan looked downstairs and saw a person standing in the middle. The people around him formed a circle around him, and the blade was pointed directly at the person holding a torch outside the circle.
Needless to say, the person standing in the middle is undoubtedly Zhou Lang.
A look of panic flashed across Yin Quanzhang's face, "How is it possible... There's no way Zhou Lang can make it in time..."
"It seems that Honghe has a better conscience than you." Fang Zilan snorted coldly, and Yin Quanzhang was stunned for a moment as she continued to talk to herself, "However, maybe she just expected me to help rescue Hongtai, so she sold her To save face, I didn’t stand in the way of General Zhou Lang.”
Yin Quanzhang suddenly realized that if the people besieging Zhou Lang and others downstairs were not bandits, they could only be people from the Jiangnan camp.
This makes sense. Zhou Lang has been marching in the south for many years. I am afraid that many local people are not as familiar with the terrain as he is. If the people in the Jiangnan camp do not join forces with the bandits, it will be difficult to trace his whereabouts. Not to mention stopping him from leading people to rescue Zuiyue Tower.
In other words, Hong He did not abide by their agreement, why...
"What, Mr. Yin doesn't want to remind the people downstairs?" Fang Zilan's sarcastic voice sounded, causing Yin Quanzhang to gnash his teeth, "As of now, it is still unclear who will win. The Zuiyue Tower is already full of kerosene. As long as there is a trace of spark, who will Don’t even think about living..."
"Is this what Mr. Yin is talking about?" Fang Lihui's figure appeared at the corner of the stairs. Behind him was a man who held a bucket of kerosene in his hand and placed it not far from Yin Quanzhang.
"Fang Lihui, you! You..." As soon as Yin Quanzhang opened his mouth, Fang Lihui stopped him, "Master Yin, I will die to protect the integrity of the Fang family, but I am not interested in dying with you."
He gently shook the folding fan as he spoke, with a rare sharpness in his handsome eyebrows, "Master Yin, have you forgotten who the real owner of this building is? If you want to do anything in Zuiyue Tower, you have to ask me for permission. Okay. What’s more, if you dare to damage the Fang family’s property under the eyes of me and Lan Mei, do you think your life is too long?”
His last words brought Fang Zilan in, quite threatening. Hearing this, Li Shengxuan raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much. After all, Fang Zilan didn't care, and there was no need for others to interfere with her housework.
"Fang Lihui, how dare you..." Yin Quanzhang's face was full of anger, and Fang Lihui interrupted him rudely, "Master Yin, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. You are threatening the lives of all of you, What am I afraid of?"
"Your Majesty Zhou Lang, the escort is late." Before Li Shengxuan finished speaking, Zhou Lang's loud voice came from downstairs.
Fang Zilan looked downstairs and saw a person standing in the middle. The people around him formed a circle around him, and the blade was pointed directly at the person holding a torch outside the circle.
Needless to say, the person standing in the middle is undoubtedly Zhou Lang.
A look of panic flashed across Yin Quanzhang's face, "How is it possible... There's no way Zhou Lang can make it in time..."
"It seems that Honghe has a better conscience than you." Fang Zilan snorted coldly, and Yin Quanzhang was stunned for a moment as she continued to talk to herself, "However, maybe she just expected me to help rescue Hongtai, so she sold her To save face, I didn’t stand in the way of General Zhou Lang.”
Yin Quanzhang suddenly realized that if the people besieging Zhou Lang and others downstairs were not bandits, they could only be people from the Jiangnan camp.
This makes sense. Zhou Lang has been marching in the south for many years. I am afraid that many local people are not as familiar with the terrain as he is. If the people in the Jiangnan camp do not join forces with the bandits, it will be difficult to trace his whereabouts. Not to mention stopping him from leading people to rescue Zuiyue Tower.
In other words, Hong He did not abide by their agreement, why...
"What, Mr. Yin doesn't want to remind the people downstairs?" Fang Zilan's sarcastic voice sounded, causing Yin Quanzhang to gnash his teeth, "As of now, it is still unclear who will win. The Zuiyue Tower is already full of kerosene. As long as there is a trace of spark, who will Don’t even think about living..."
"Is this what Mr. Yin is talking about?" Fang Lihui's figure appeared at the corner of the stairs. Behind him was a man who held a bucket of kerosene in his hand and placed it not far from Yin Quanzhang.
"Fang Lihui, you! You..." As soon as Yin Quanzhang opened his mouth, Fang Lihui stopped him, "Master Yin, I will die to protect the integrity of the Fang family, but I am not interested in dying with you."
He gently shook the folding fan as he spoke, with a rare sharpness in his handsome eyebrows, "Master Yin, have you forgotten who the real owner of this building is? If you want to do anything in Zuiyue Tower, you have to ask me for permission. Okay. What’s more, if you dare to damage the Fang family’s property under the eyes of me and Lan Mei, do you think your life is too long?”
His last words brought Fang Zilan in, quite threatening. Hearing this, Li Shengxuan raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much. After all, Fang Zilan didn't care, and there was no need for others to interfere with her housework.
"Fang Lihui, how dare you..." Yin Quanzhang's face was full of anger, and Fang Lihui interrupted him rudely, "Master Yin, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. You are threatening the lives of all of you, What am I afraid of?"
"Your Majesty Zhou Lang, the escort is late." Before Li Shengxuan finished speaking, Zhou Lang's loud voice came from downstairs.
Fang Zilan looked downstairs and saw a person standing in the middle. The people around him formed a circle around him, and the blade was pointed directly at the person holding a torch outside the circle.
Needless to say, the person standing in the middle is undoubtedly Zhou Lang.
A look of panic flashed across Yin Quanzhang's face, "How is it possible... There's no way Zhou Lang can make it in time..."
"It seems that Honghe has a better conscience than you." Fang Zilan snorted coldly, and Yin Quanzhang was stunned for a moment as she continued to talk to herself, "However, maybe she just expected me to help rescue Hongtai, so she sold her To save face, I didn’t stand in the way of General Zhou Lang.”
Yin Quanzhang suddenly realized that if the people besieging Zhou Lang and others downstairs were not bandits, they could only be people from the Jiangnan camp.
This makes sense. Zhou Lang has been marching in the south for many years. I am afraid that many local people are not as familiar with the terrain as he is. If the people in the Jiangnan camp do not join forces with the bandits, it will be difficult to trace his whereabouts. Not to mention stopping him from leading people to rescue Zuiyue Tower.
In other words, Hong He did not abide by their agreement, why...
"What, Mr. Yin doesn't want to remind the people downstairs?" Fang Zilan's sarcastic voice sounded, causing Yin Quanzhang to gnash his teeth, "As of now, it is still unclear who will win. The Zuiyue Tower is already full of kerosene. As long as there is a trace of spark, who will Don’t even think about living..."
Fang Lihui's figure appeared at the corner of the stairs, standing boldly not far from Yin Quanzhang.
