"Feng Gongzi is polite." He got up and saluted back and asked, "It is inconvenient for Feng Gongzi to live in the inn now, but I want Lin to arrange a place for Feng Gongzi to live."

"We won't be here for long, so we won't have to bother."

"Okay, I'll send Feng Gongzi." As he spoke, he personally sent him out, and it was not until he left that he glanced at the No. 9 iron cage, and saw that the white and chubby young man had been beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and a look of grievance and anger on his face, and his eyes couldn't help flashing slightly.

If it weren't for the ghost doctor, he really couldn't see that this little fat man in shabby clothes was actually Ning Lang, the son of Ning Yuan, the first richest man in Cangguo. He also had some friendship with Ning Yuan, but he had never seen his son, but he didn't expect it to be in such a situation.

Seeing the grief and indignation on the boy's face, he smiled, shook his head and walked away. He should also be made to suffer a little.

"President." The steward stepped forward and looked at him flatteringly.

"Look at that little fat man, he's the son of an old friend of mine."

Hearing this, the steward was shocked, thinking that he had beaten the little fat man before, he couldn't help pinching a cold sweat, and asked, "That, then you want to take that little boy out."

"No, just let him stay in there, don't let him notice any special treatment for him, what to do or how to do it, however, people can't have any big problems, otherwise, I can't spare you." He spoke in a calm voice, with a hint of caution in his words.

"Yes, yes." The steward was busy until he left, when he collapsed on the ground in fright.

Why is he so unlucky and frightened one after another today, his heart can't stand this shock, and he blames those three people for causing him such trouble.

On the other side, when Feng Jiu returned to the inn, Duan Ye was already sitting on the first floor waiting, and when he saw Feng Jiu coming back, he asked, "Xiao Fat really ran away"

"Ran away." She nodded, smiled, and sat down at the table, pouring a glass of water and drinking it.

"It's impossible if you don't catch up with him" With his physical strength, he couldn't catch up with Ning Lang

"I caught up, but I didn't bring him back."

"Why don't you bring him back," he asked, confused.

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Jiu's lips hooked: "Because he was sold, he is in a cage."

"What was sold?"

His voice was so loud that everyone around him looked at him. Duan Ye didn't pay attention to the other people on the first floor, but looked at Feng Jiu and asked, "How could he be sold, he is also a foundation building monk, and that kid is very good, it is possible to sell others, how can he be sold by others?"

"I followed behind, and watched him be targeted as soon as he left the inn, and the kid walked down the alley, and no one was knocked out by three monks with mallets, and then he was sent to the underground market to sell as goods." She said casually, thinking of the miserable appearance of the little fat man being beaten, and couldn't help but smile.

Someone had to clean him up.

Duan Ye was a little stunned when he heard this, and stared at him strangely: "What do you want to do, don't you want to take the opportunity to clean him up" Knowing that he was sold and didn't save him back, he was still laughing here, what the hell was he doing

Hearing this, Feng Jiu stretched out his hands and rubbed his baby face, and said with a smile: "Duan Ye, you know my heart more and more, and you know that I want to clean him up before I say it." "Remember after reading it: easy to watch next time, or.