Yang Fu was wearing a single shirt, his chest exposed, with a white towel hanging around his neck. He worked in the tea fields like an old farmer.
Wei Qingfeng stood at the edge of the field, not daring to speak.
Because he knew that President Yang Fu disliked being interrupted for any reason while working in the fields.
In his own words, tea cultivation was an exquisite and wonderful activity, and if tainted by mundane matters, the tea’s flavor would change.
Therefore, no matter how important the matter, it must not be mentioned inside this greenhouse.
Wei Qingfeng naturally did not dare to break this rule, so he could only stand obediently at the edge, watching Yang Fu sweating in the tea fields.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but Yang Fu finally seemed to have had his fill. He looked up to the sky and exhaled, then wiped the sweat off his body with the towel as he walked out.
Wei Qingfeng quickly went to greet him, carrying a large teapot in his hand.
Yang Fu took the teapot and guzzled from it.
After emptying the large pot of tea, Yang Fu let out a satisfied burp and sighed, "Refreshing!"
It felt like someone who had been asleep for days finally stretched their muscles, experiencing an indescribable relief.
Wei Qingfeng naturally responded meekly, not daring to defy in the slightest.
"Speak, what’s the matter?" Yang Fu said while taking off his single shirt and heading out of the greenhouse.
Wei Qingfeng dared not conceal anything; he knew it wouldn’t be useful anyway.
The president, though seemingly gentle and mild-mannered, had a strong grip on things, and might have already known what he had done!
So Wei Qingfeng narrated the whole story in detail.
After listening, Yang Fu’s face showed no clear emotions, just casually saying, "Alright, I know. You can go now!"
"Yes!"
Although Wei Qingfeng wanted to say more, seeing Yang Fu’s demeanor, he wisely retreated without further words.
After Wei Qingfeng left, Yang Fu changed clothes and went directly to his sister’s area.
"President!"
"Greetings, President!"
Yang Fu’s face was solemn as he headed straight to the secret chamber door.
Being Yang Mufeng’s elder brother, he understood his sister’s character very well.
His sister was naturally competitive, and after suddenly losing to an outsider, she would certainly feel dissatisfied. Therefore, she would return and definitely retreat into the secret chamber to seclude herself.
Indeed.
There were guards at the secret chamber door.
"Is Mufeng inside?" Yang Fu asked in a deep voice.
The guards at the door exchanged glances, then nodded simultaneously.
"Alright, open the door!"
One of the guards hesitated, trying to say something, but got pulled away by another guard.
"Yes, yes, we’ll open it immediately!"
Once the door lock was opened, Yang Fu stepped inside.
It wasn’t until he disappeared behind the door that the guards let out a sigh of relief.
Then, the guard who was quick to act spoke to the one who had wanted to object, "I know you’re a bit dissatisfied, but don’t forget this is the Firearms Society, he’s our president!"
"Even though Miss Yan says no one is allowed in, the president is not included in that restriction. The only thing we underlings can do is obey orders, understand?"
The guard nodded somewhat bewilderedly, feeling his worldview had been refreshed.
Leaving behind these minor figures, Yang Fu, the president of the Firearms Society, upon entering the secret chamber, first saw his sister Yang Mufeng sitting on a mat, focusing her energy on a Metal Cube. He walked over.

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