Fang Zilan's voice became a little darker, "If you don't have such awareness, you are not worthy of discussing business with me."
Hearing this, Cui Hai's face turned pale. Ming Xiang pursed her lips and couldn't help but said: "My master is not making things difficult for you. It's just that your senior brother is just a dispensable person in your heart." , it’s not worth you giving everything for him…”
"That's not the case..." Cui Hai shook his head violently, "Elder brother is my relative, for him..."
His lips trembled a little, and his facial expression gradually became ferocious, "I promise you."
"Don't you regret it?" Fang Zilan's expression was dark and unclear. Cui Hai rubbed his neck and said: "A man keeps his word and will never regret it."
"Okay." Fang Zilan took out a golden plum blossom from his sleeve and handed it to Cui Hai, "take this as a letter. After the Fang Jiachun meeting, I will tell you everything you want to know."
The moment Ming Xiang saw the golden plum blossoms, she wanted to say something to stop her, but it was too late. She could only watch Cui Hai take the golden plum blossoms, clasped her fists and saluted, "Thank you Miss Zhen, I will do my best."
After he said that, he stood up and left. Mingxiang watched his back disappear and couldn't help but ask: "Master, why did you give him the golden plum blossom?"
"He is about the same age as Ah Shi." Fang Zilan sighed softly, revealing unspeakable regret, "He still has the recklessness of a young man like Shangguan Min."
Ming Xiang's hands hidden in her sleeves clenched into fists, "Master, are you soft-hearted?"
"Maybe, but now I am a Jianghu person." Fang Zilan casually took the tea cup on the table and took a sip. "If Cui Hai is still alive after the Fang Jiachun gathering, I don't mind telling him the truth."
"What if..." Mingxiang didn't have time to say anything before she heard Fang Zilan ask: "Mingxiang, do you think Cui Hai can survive until that time?"
Although she was asking Mingxiang, she didn't seem to expect to get an answer, because she knew better than anyone else that this game was complicated, the opponent was unknown, everyone was betting, and many people might lose their lives in the end.
"Master..." Mingxiang took a deep breath and was about to speak when she heard a rush of footsteps outside the door.
A Wan pushed the door open and walked in. Her face was not very pretty, but she still saluted Fang Zilan solemnly, "Thank you for your peace of mind."
"I failed to save Wuhu." Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and said, "I don't deserve your thanks."
"You didn't interfere and saved face for him. That's enough." Awan breathed a long sigh of relief and lowered his voice a little, "I know what kind of person he is. He is not very capable and has a lot of face. He was beaten by others. Killing is a matter of time. It’s just..."
She stopped mid-sentence, and after a while she said, "Fortunately, you weren't the one who killed him."
"Does it make any difference whether he died in my hands or someone else's?" Fang Zilan was noncommittal. Awan turned her head away, not daring to look at her and said, "If he died in your hands, I can't explain it to Master."
Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of her steadily and said in a deep voice: "Awan, the one you can't explain to is your master or yourself?"
Awan flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "It's not you anyway. Why do you care so much?"
"I can ignore it." Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, "But there are only a few days left for the Fang Family Spring Festival. Awan, I won't allow you to make any mistakes."
Her last words were so serious that even Ming Xiang next to her could not help but feel chills all over her body.
"Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble." Awan looked at Fang Zilan and said word by word: "This time, I don't need your protection."
Fang Zilan raised her hand and frowned slightly, "Awan, this is not the right time to have trouble."
"I'm not making trouble." Awan looked excited and her tone was much higher than usual, "Have you ever thought about it, if it's not Wuhuang who comes this time, but my master..."
"Your master will not act like this..." Fang Zilan interrupted Awan without hesitation, but she took the lead, "Yes, my master will not act like this, but he also obeys the orders of the young master and does it as a last resort. At that time. Have you forgotten the bottle of poison you took from my master when we left the capital? That was not my master’s original intention!"
She couldn't stop trembling all over, and her voice was also trembling. Fang Zilan looked at her frightened appearance and felt that her heart was clenched into a ball, full of wrinkles that could not be smoothed out no matter what.
Seeing this, Mingxiang blurted out: "Miss Awan, this is not my master's original intention..."
"So what?" Awan intercepted Mingxiang's last words and said through gritted teeth: "I don't care what her original intention is, whether there is any room for recovery now. All I know is that so many people have died, but It’s still all in vain.”
"Miss Awan, please be careful what you say!" Ming Xiang's expression suddenly changed, and she said sternly: "This is not for nothing, and my master is not doing it for himself..."
"I hope she does it for herself." Awan snorted coldly, "At least it will be a little less hard work, and there is no need to be too disappointed."
"How could you..." Before Ming Xiang asked, she was stopped by Fang Zilan, "Ming Xiang, it's okay."
As she spoke, she stood up and walked to Awan, "I can only leave Wushu's death to you. I will ask Fang Lihui to send someone to escort you out of Zuiyue Tower."
"I'm leaving today." A-Wan pursed her lips into a straight line, and Fang Zilan's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, "A-Wan, tomorrow..."
"I can't stay any longer." Awan got the courage from nowhere and waved away Fang Zilan's hand, "I'm sorry."
"So what?" Awan intercepted Mingxiang's last words and said through gritted teeth: "I don't care what her original intention is, whether there is any room for recovery now. All I know is that so many people have died, but It’s still all in vain.”
"Miss Awan, please be careful what you say!" Ming Xiang's expression suddenly changed, and she said sternly: "This is not for nothing, and my master is not doing it for himself..."
"I hope she does it for herself." Awan snorted coldly, "At least it will be a little less hard work, and there is no need to be too disappointed."
"How could you..." Before Ming Xiang asked, she was stopped by Fang Zilan, "Ming Xiang, it's okay."
As she spoke, she stood up and walked to Awan, "I can only leave Wushu's death to you. I will ask Fang Lihui to send someone to escort you out of Zuiyue Tower."
"I'm leaving today." A-Wan pursed her lips into a straight line, and Fang Zilan's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, "A-Wan, tomorrow..."
"I can't stay any longer." Awan got the courage from nowhere and waved away Fang Zilan's hand, "I'm sorry."
"I can't stay any longer." Awan found the courage and waved away Fang Zilan's hand.
