Chapter 1228
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Wu Moying nodded and said in a tone of admiration, "Just as you expected, Yang Baiyu went to the stronghold of the Clan of Wu and spent ten million Primal Crystal Stones to hire an assassin to kill you."
Hearing these words, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically!
Da Meng immediately said in anger, "Yang Baiyu, that fatuous ruler, not only did he steal a large amount of treasures from the national treasury, he even dared to hire an assassin to kill our Lord!"
Lin Shuang 'er also frowned slightly and stared at Wu Moying warily. He was a member of the Clan of Wu. If Yang Baiyu had hired an assassin, then what was Wu Moying's real purpose for coming here this time?
Was it purely to reminisce? Or was it to assassinate Long Bufan?
However, facing the questioning eyes of Lin Shuang 'er and the others, Wu Moying only smiled and did not say anything. He took out five golden storage bags and placed them on the table. Then, he looked at Long Bufan and said, "The task you entrusted to me has been completed. Yang Baiyu is confirmed dead. These five storage bags are the wealth of the Tianyan Empire, and they are all returned."
Yang Baiyu was dead?!
Hearing this, Lei Meng, Lin Yan, Long Yunfei, and An Sen all widened their eyes in surprise.
Lin Shuang 'er did not have such a big reaction. Her expression was still calm, but she was secretly relieved. It seemed that Wu Moying had not come here to assassinate Long Bufan.
As for Yang Baiyu's death, Lin Shuang 'er's heart was not affected at all. Although Yang Baiyu was her sworn brother in name, Yang Baiyu had publicly held a celebration banquet in the palace when the news of Long Bufan's death spread half a year ago. This had completely enraged her. If it were not for the fact that the Clan would be punished by the Shrine Pavilion, she would have already stabbed him to death with her sword.
"I thank you on behalf of the people of the whole country," Long Bufan said sincerely to Wu Moying.
Then, he handed the five golden storage bags to An Sen and ordered, "An Sen, refill the national treasury with these things and distribute all the relief food to the disaster victims in some places."
"Yes, sir." An Sen immediately and cautiously accepted the five golden storage bags. With this huge amount of wealth, the earthquake-stricken areas that Yang Baiyu had ignored when he was in power would be saved.
Then, An Sen said excitedly, "Sir, the people in the disaster area are in danger. There's no time to lose, so I won't accompany you to drink. We must distribute the relief goods."
Da Meng and Uncle Xiong suddenly stood up and said righteously, "Sir, there's still us."
"Go." Long Bufan nodded and waved his hand, his face full of a gratified smile.
After An Sen, Da Meng, and Uncle Xiong hurriedly left the room, Wu Moying praised from the bottom of his heart. "Brother Long, it is a blessing for the common people that you have raised such capable people."
"Don't be so courteous. Let's get drunk tonight. Come!"
Long Bufan grinned, picked up a jar of wine, and drank with Wu Moying, Lei Meng, Lin Yan, and Long Yunfei.
Only until late at night did the gathering end. It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but under Lin Shuang'er's support, Long Bufan flew back to the Spirit Profound Martial House in a drunken state.
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