Chapter 77
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Fengjiu withdrew her fists and looked at the beautiful girl standing on the steps. The more she looked at her, the more she was pleasing to the eye.
Leng Shuang came back to her senses and walked towards her. She lowered her head slightly and said respectfully, "Master, Young Master hasn't returned yet."
"He went out early in the morning and hasn't returned yet?" She said in surprise and asked, "Isn't the marriage between the Guan Family and the Ke Family three days later?"
"It's three days later."
Leng Shuang replied. She paused and said, "But when Young Master left, he said that he wanted to go back early and didn't want Master to follow him. He said that he would handle this matter himself."
Hearing this, Fengjiu smiled. He must be worried that if she went, the situation would not be easy to clean up. Moreover, he still didn't believe that the Guan Family would be too cruel to him, let alone that his clansmen would treat him coldly in the face of benefits.
This was also good. If she let him handle it himself, he would know that some people would be ruthless in the face of benefits, even if they were clansmen.
She didn't have a good impression of his family at all.
But the Feng Family …
Thinking of what she learned about the Feng Family after coming to Yunyue City, a complicated feeling flashed through her heart.
The Feng Family really loved Feng Qingge, but they didn't know that Feng Qingge, who was now in the palm of their hands, killed their original daughter.
Leng Shuang looked at the messy knife scars on Fengjiu's face and her eyes flashed.
Those knife scars were scattered across her master's face in a disorderly manner. Countless scars covered her original appearance. What could be seen were only those scars that made one's heart tremble.
She really couldn't imagine what kind of person would actually ruin a woman's face so thoroughly. What kind of hatred could be used to do such a thing?
Thinking of her master who couldn't protect herself, she secretly made up her mind to protect her from now on.
The current Leng Shuang naturally did not know Fengjiu's skills and strength. Ever since she had followed her, she had only seen her practicing this soft and powerless fist technique in the courtyard every morning.
On top of that, she was an alchemist herself. Thus, her preconceived notions made her think that she was only proficient in alchemy, and that she was weak in terms of cultivation.
Fengjiu, who was deep in thought, sensed Leng Shuang's gaze. He turned to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Leng Shuang shook his head and lowered his head slightly.
Seeing this, Fengjiu seemed to have thought of something. He touched his face and chuckled. "Are you curious about how my face got ruined like this?"
Her voice paused for a moment before she said carelessly, "Actually, it looks much better now. In the beginning, even I couldn't bear to look at it."
She wasn't worried about the scars on her face. After all, as long as the spiritual medicine was complete, this face could be restored to its original state in less than a month. She was more worried about her cheap brother's hand now.
There was news from the black market that the spiritual medicine she wanted was very difficult to find, and it hadn't been found yet.
As long as the spiritual medicine wasn't available, his hand wouldn't be able to recover, and she wouldn't be able to let it go. If she really couldn't find the spiritual medicine, then she could only barter with those who had the spiritual medicine.
At this time, in the Ke Family.
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