Chapter 477: Brother Ting Takes Action
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At this moment, Xiaohu did not know that he had been treated as a squirrel by Wei Xiyue. He enjoyed the incomparably enthusiastic feeding and felt that he had reached his peak as a child!
Not only did Wei Xiyue feed Xiaohu, but she also washed Xiaohu’s face and combed his hair.
Xiaohu was simply too arrogant!
After Wei Ting had dinner last night, he changed his clothes, put on a mask, and left.
He called Fu Su.
He did not ask Yuchi Xiu because Yuchi Xiu only knew how to how to talk about eating, drink, galivanting and gambling. In fact, he led a cleaner life than a monk.
Fu Su was different. As a secret guard, he had received comprehensive training, including eating and drinking… minus the prostitution, the Wei family was not into prostitution.
And gambling.
The two of them entered the gambling den he had followed Guo Huan into yesterday.
The two of them won the night and the boss of the gambling den was fuming.
At dawn, Fu Su went to the toilet. When he returned, he whispered to Wei Ting,
“Sir, someone went out sneakily. He went in the direction of the Dali Temple.”
Wei Ting said without changing his expression, “Send a letter to Xiao
Zhonghua.”
Fu Su asked, “Sir, what about you?”
Wei Ting said calmly, “I’ll earn some more money for the family.” Fu Su was speechless.
After leaving the gambling den, he walked around and shook off the shop assistant who was following him. He used his qinggong to go to the Third Prince’s residence.
He did not walk through the door and entered Xiao Zhonghua’s courtyard, where Jing Yi successfully placed a sword to his neck.
Fu Su muttered, “Uh, I miscalculated… I forgot that Xiao Zhonghua has Young Marquis Jing beside him”
He really could not defeat him.
Jing Yi’s injuries had healed. He had only come to the Third Prince’s residence these two days.
“My young master asked me to come!” Fu Su immediately said, afraid that his head would relocate if he was a second slower.
Jing Yi had seen Fu Su beside Wei Ting and naturally understood that the young master he was talking about was Wei Ting. He asked coldly, “Why did Wei Ting ask you to come?” freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Third Prince. The people from the White Lotus Society are about to attack. Although I don’t know what they want to do, it’s best for the Third Prince to rush to the Dali Temple as soon as possible. If you’re a moment late, it might be too late.”
In the cell of the Dali Temple, the guard who had been on duty for the entire night yawned sleepily.
He looked at the hourglass on the wall.
After holding on for another fifteen minutes, his companion who was changing shifts arrived.
He rubbed his sore neck.
Suddenly, a rustling sound walked over.
“Who is it?” He was instantly wary.
“It’s me.” A jailer came over with a large food box. “It’s time to deliver food to the prisoner.”
“So early?” The guard frowned.
“This is my first day on duty and I was afraid that I would be late, so I came over early,” the jailer said as he took out the token at his waist and handed it to him.
The guard checked the token and returned it to him. “Go in.”
“Aye.”
“Wait.” The guard stopped the jailer again. “Is there anything delicious?”
The guard smiled and untied the cloth bag at his waist. “I’ve kept a few meat buns for myself. Please accept them.”
The guard took the buns and waved him away.
The jailer carried the food box and distributed a plate to each cell door.
The deeper he went, the more special the prisoners were.
The jailer came to the corner. He turned around and looked at the sleepy guard; his eyes were cold as he walked to the cell at the end.
The jailer stood up and bowed respectfully. ‘Goodbye, Guardian He.”
Guardian He lowered his eyes and smiled. He raised his head and swallowed the pill in his hand.
The prison guard bowed again before leaving with the food box.
Just as he left, Jing Yi entered the prison from the back door.
He grabbed Guardian He, who had fallen to the ground with his eyes closed, and slapped his back, spitting out the poison in his stomach!
Guardian He looked at Jing Yi in disbelief and then at Xiao Zhonghua, who was walking over unhurriedly. His expression changed.
Xiao Zhonghua looked down at him and was as calm as the snow on Heavenly
Mountain. “Guardian He, are you really willing to die?”
Guardian He turned his face away coldly. “I won’t betray the Sect Master! If you think that I will be loyal to you because you saved me, give up!”
Xiao Zhonghua smiled faintly. “I didn’t ask you to betray your Sect Master. Your family is in the White Lotus Society. How stupid am I to ask you to join me? I just have a question. You’re the Guardian of the White Lotus Society and hold a pivotal position in the White Lotus Society. Moreover, the White Lotus Society has your family in its hands. There’s no need to worry about you betraying them. Then, why do they want to silence you?”
Guardian He was stunned.
Xiao Zhonghua said unhurriedly, “If I were you, I would probably think about it carefully. Was that order really given by the Sect Master?”
“There should be many people who want to sit in the position of Guardian, right?”
“It’s only right for you to die for martyrdom, but if you’re framed, are you willing?”
Guardian He clenched his fists.
Xiao Zhonghua smiled at him. “I have a way to protect you, and your family, and help you find out the truth.”
Guardian He asked warily, “You want me to work for you?”
Xiao Zhonghua said, “No, you only need to tell me a small piece of news.”
Guardian He asked, “What news?”
Xiao Zhonghua’s smile disappeared and he asked coldly, “Who’s the mole of the
Wei family?”
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