He bowed deeply, raising his hands high before slowly kneeling down. His forehead rested on his hands, and he did not get up.
Fengjiu had just woken up, and even though she had washed up, her face was still sleepy. Her hand that was yawning paused, and her clear eyes narrowed. She lazily leaned against the railing of the stairs, looking at the middle aged man kneeling on the ground.
When the middle aged man behind saw his master bow so deeply, he quickly stepped forward and respectfully knelt behind her.
"Chu Xiong?" She lazily asked, her mind spinning. Looking at the person kneeling by the stairs, she was just about to ask who he was, when she saw Du Fan walk out from the room and stand behind her.
"Master, it's the master of the black market." Du Fan said, gently fanning himself with the fan in his hand, his gaze looking at the person kneeling below.
"Oh? The master of the black market? "Fengjiu raised her eyebrows, looked at the person below, and asked:" What are you doing here? "As she spoke, she slowly walked down step by step.
Hearing her words, Chu Xiong panicked, and said: "Ghost Doctor, I'm here to ask for forgiveness. I didn't discipline my subordinates well, please forgive me, Ghost Doctor."
Fengjiu walked past him, and sat down at a table on the first floor. She slowly said: "It's normal for the underground black market to do some shady business, but this kind of kidnapping and trading of women is not something I'm used to seeing, especially when you're touching my people."
Chu Xiong's forehead was covered in cold sweat. When he heard her words, he felt a strong pressure pressing down on him, as if as long as she willed it, he would be crushed to death here. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
He held his breath, his heart in his throat. Even if the other party spoke casually, he was still scared out of his wits. He immediately said: "Ghost Doctor, please investigate. This matter, this matter, I really didn't know about it. In the future, I will discipline my subordinates well, and they won't do it again."
The shopkeeper brought the waiter to personally serve them food and wine, then respectfully retreated, not daring to look at the two people still kneeling on the ground.
Fengjiu poured a cup of wine and took a sip. After a while, she said: "Go back! Discipline your subordinates well. If they do it again, it's one thing if I don't know, but if I know, I won't let you off so easily like this time. "
"Yes, yes, thank you Ghost Doctor. I will discipline my subordinates well, and they won't do it again." He hurriedly said. When he felt the pressure covering him disappear from the top of his head, he took a deep breath and hurriedly stood up to leave. He didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly left with his people.
Du Fan sat down at the side and asked: "Master, did you spare their lives because you emptied the black market's storehouse?"
Fengjiu smiled and said: "That was only one of the reasons. Secondly, he didn't kill them again, and even came to ask for forgiveness. No matter what his intentions were, since he dared to come and ask for forgiveness, then his crime doesn't warrant death. Moreover, we don't have any deep hatred with him. Killing the four elders under him, and emptying his black market's storehouse, can be considered teaching him a lesson."
After all these years, she had seen too many things, and her temperament had changed. Sometimes, there were some things, or some people, that didn't warrant death. She was willing to spare their lives, and give them a chance.
Hearing this, Du Fan smiled: "At least he knows his place."
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