"Hehe, my subordinates have thanked you." This is exactly what Ke Tongxin wants. lost the opportunity to get the demon plant, but it was even more important to the hall master, and it can be regarded as a lost harvest of mulberry elm in the east.

An old man with a thin figure and a serious face sat on the top of the main hall, and it was the master of the Xinghua Temple, Fang Shibo, that is, Fang Tianyou's father.

"God bless you, I've seen my father." Seeing that there were no outsiders in the hall, Fang Tianyou did not call the hall master, but his father.

"What's the matter with this wound on your face?" Seeing Fang Tianyou's blue nose and swollen face, Fang Shibo asked in surprise and distress. He is an old man, and he is a single heir of three generations, and he is extremely fond of this precious son.

If it weren't for this, Fang Shibo was so young, how could he sit in the position of the left hall secretary.

"I accidentally fell, it's not a big deal." Fang Tianyou said vaguely.

Today's incident is really too embarrassing, although he guessed that he was cheated by Gu Fenghua, but there is no real evidence, so he is embarrassed to say more.

"Such an adult, can't even walk steadily! You sat in the position of the left temple secretary at a young age, and it is inevitable that some people in the hall will not be convinced, so you must set an example in everything, and you must not be underestimated by people, you must be steady, steady, you know? Fang Shibo didn't think that there were still people in this temple who dared to make a move on his precious son, so he didn't think much about it, but just reprimanded him dissatisfiedly.

"God bless you know it's wrong." Fang Tianyou lowered his head and admitted his mistake, and the hatred for Gu Fenghua in his heart deepened a little.

"All those people who came today have been arranged, right?" Fang Shibo doted on his precious son, and when he saw him admit his mistake, he didn't continue to reprimand.

"It's all arranged." Fang Tianyou replied.

"By the way, there is a person named Gu Fenghua among the people who came, who was specially sent by Ran Hongxue, the dean of Ling Tian Academy, to take care of her, you have to take good care of her, and try to help her if you can." Fang Shibo said.

"Well, I see, I'll take care of it." An imperceptible smile crossed the corner of Fang Tianyou's mouth. For Gu Fenghua, he did take special care of him, and he took care of it all in the Misty Cloud Valley.

Every time the temple practiced, there would be people looking for a way to make friends, hoping that the temple would take special care of their own children, Fang Tianyou had long been used to it, and he didn't take Fang Shibo's words seriously at all.

"That's good, you go first, cultivate hard during this time, and don't slacken." Fang Shibo nodded and said.

In fact, Ran Hongxue's letter was not as simple as he said, but Fang Tianyou was still young, and there were some things that he didn't want to let him know too early, so he didn't mention it much.

And in his mind, the drum doesn't need to be beaten, he has his own advice, and the baby son naturally knows what to do, so why do he need to say more.

It's a pity, but he doesn't know that the son in his mind who "doesn't need to beat the drum hard" has already made up his mind to be an enemy of Gu Fenghua, and his words are contrary to him.

And this will become the biggest regret of his life.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Gu Fenghua was woken up by the noise coming from the courtyard, and when he opened the door, he found that Luo Enen and the white fat man had already woken up, and they were sitting around the stone table talking excitedly.

The rice porridge was served on the stone table, which was made by the white fat man in the morning, but Gu Fenghua didn't come, but no one started to eat.

"What do you say, so happy?" Gu Fenghua filled a bowl of rice porridge, tried it to be not too hot, and asked while drinking the porridge.