Chapter 150
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Feng Wu glanced at Old Man Ba with a half-smile on her face. "So, who was the one who dragged Jun Linyuan and the others here and insisted on introducing me to them? They didn't want to know me, so why didn't you let them go? "
"Ahem, ahem —" Old Man Ba almost choked on his own saliva. He quickly waved his hands. "Just pretend I didn't ask, okay? You little girl, you never lose out. Tell me, what do you want this time?"
"I'm going to the imperial capital in an hour," Feng Wu said earnestly.
"Why the rush?" Old Man Ba asked. "What happened? Were you threatened? Don't worry. With me here, no one will dare do anything to you. "
"Jun Linyuan." Feng Wu snorted.
"Ahem, ahem —" Old Man Ba almost choked on his own saliva again.
If Feng Wu had been bullied by someone else, he would have stood up for her. But this was Jun Linyuan …
"Has Jun Linyuan found out who you are?"
Feng Wu said grumpily, "If he had, I wouldn't be sitting here in one piece. He found Xiaoqi's Ultimate Spiritual Body and is going to use his blood to save people. I'm worried that they'll hurt Xiaoqi's Ultimate Spiritual Body. If that happens, I'll be in big trouble. That's why I won't be in Northern Border City for a while. Please take care of everything here, Old Man Ba. "
Old Man Ba nodded. "Don't worry. I'll take care of things here. Wait a minute."
After that, Old Man Ba hurried back into the room. Before long, he came back with two letters.
"For Ba Jianming himself?" Feng Wu read the first letter. "Your son?"
"Where's my grandson?"
Feng Wu glanced at Old Man Ba with a half-smile and asked teasingly, "Do you hate your son that much?"
Old Man Ba stared at Feng Wu. "How did you know?"
"Isn't it written in the name? Ba Jianming is a homonym for 'Dad, Wretch' … Aren't you calling your son a wretch? "
Old Man Ba was speechless. If it hadn't been for Feng Wu's reminder, he would have never known that he had given his son such a lousy name!
The corner of Old Man Ba's mouth twitched a little. He waved a hand. "Well, Jianming … he's pissed at me because of what happened to his father. Last time I heard, he was in Wanping Town, which is the only way to the imperial capital. Can you give him something on your way there?"
Feng Wu nodded and looked at the second letter. "Yan Shien? The head of Imperial College? "
Old Man Ba nodded. "I've been friends with him for years. Take a letter to him for me. Remember, deliver it to him in person. Got it?"
Feng Wu asked tentatively, "Do I have to do it myself?"
"Of course you have to. You have to do it yourself. Got it?" Old Man Ba emphasized.
Feng Wu nodded. "Old Man Ba, don't tell me you're asking the head of Imperial College to take care of me?"
Old Man Ba knew what he was thinking. He threw a dirty look at Feng Wu and said proudly, "Kiddo, you're dreaming. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
"Of course you are," Feng Wu said matter-of-factly.
Old Man Ba darted a look at Feng Wu and murmured, "Too bad you can't cultivate for the rest of your life. Otherwise, Old Yan could teach you himself. What a shame …"
Feng Wu didn't have the heart to lie to Old Man Ba, so she put away the Concealing Jade and grinned. "Who said I can't cultivate?"
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