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Qin Feng came back to his senses; these matters were temporarily unrelated to him. He did not believe that the court was unaware yet allowed it to happen, surely there was some reason behind it.
"Do you have a house in the city?" Qin Feng suddenly thought of something and asked.
Old Fox was taken aback. "Yes, my son, the Hu Manor in the city is my courtyard."
A flash of inspiration struck him. "Since the inn is not convenient, why don't you move to my courtyard? Although it’s not very good, it’s much better than the inn."
Qin Feng smiled slightly. "As expected of Old Fox," he nodded at him. "You can come pick me up tomorrow."
Old Fox let out a sigh of relief; he had guessed correctly. "Yes, my son."
Qin Feng's expression turned serious. "You can continue running Chunfeng Tower; I won't interfere. The past is in the past, but from now on, you and your people are not allowed to harm anyone again."
Old Fox nodded repeatedly. It was clear that the person before him was of the human race, and he dared not harm anyone again. "I understand, my son."
"By the way, give that secret technique to the little fox as well." Qin Feng glanced at the little fox and remembered something.
Old Fox was eager to comply. The Purple-eyed Fox was close to Qin Feng, and he had just offended her; he needed to build a good relationship moving forward.
Old Fox quickly left; he had to send someone to tidy up his courtyard.
There were quite a few foxes living there, and it reeked of fox spirit.
Qin Feng had subdued a demon king and resolved the issue with his courtyard, feeling quite pleased. After sending the little fox away, he went to bed.
Bang! In Wuji County, a small county town, the sound of a cup shattering echoed from a room in the county office.
Seizi's face was filled with rage. "Dead! Mo Lao Ju and Tiger King perished together—damn it!"
Wu Lao sat nearby with a look of relief. If it hadn't been for his quick escape when Tiger King attacked, he would have been dead as well.
Seizi's expression darkened immensely; in truth, he felt a bit frightened himself—he had nearly died too.
Seeing that Seizi had calmed down, Wu Lao finally asked, "Seizi, are we going back?"
Seizi's eyes flickered. "We're not going back; we're heading to Jinhua Prefecture."
Wu Lao breathed a sigh of relief. "Jinhua Prefecture sounds good; there are more students who can make the list there."
Seizi frowned. "But the Black Mountain Demon King there is not easy to deal with; he's a genuine Great Demon King."
This was also why he chose to come to the more remote Qingshan Mansion.
Wu Lao's expression grew serious. "Seizi, the Black Mountain Demon King rarely shows himself. As long as we don't provoke him, we should be fine."
After saying this, he cast a strange glance at Seizi, suspecting that it was Seizi who had sent someone to contact the Tiger King, thus bringing about this unforeseen disaster.
Seizi's face changed slightly. He had thought of that too and shook his head in confusion. "Isn't this a win-win situation? If the Tiger King disagrees, why would he come to kill me?"
Losing a Golden Core Mid Stage expert was no small matter. If he weren't the legitimate son of Zhenbei Wangfu, he would have been captured and punished long ago.
Seizi spoke in a low voice, stating that this time when they went to Jinhua Prefecture, they would not reveal their identities and would go as ordinary candidates.
Wu Lao agreed. "That's a good idea; it should prevent any disturbance to the Black Mountain Demon King."
Suddenly, he looked at Wu Lao and asked, "Do you really think Mo Lao can take down the Tiger King with him?"
Wu Lao was taken aback for a moment before giving a bitter smile. "Seizi, you should know the answer to that."
Seizi's face turned cold. "So someone is truly plotting against me? Who could it be? Who has the ability to kill the Tiger King?"
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