Chapter 952
The irritable Kang Chaofeng looked at Fuce.

"Wan Zonghou, what do you mean, is Fanghua's husband a ghost?"

Feng Fuce's face was as cold as jade, calm and composed.

He pulled Bai Zhi'er to sit on a chair beside him.

"I didn't say her husband was a ghost." Feng Fuce slowly poured out a cup of tea, and gave it to Bai Zhi'er first.

"It's just that some people think that what they see is true, and they mistakenly think that it is a god teaching the law, which is really ridiculous."

Kang Wang was confused.

He was anxious: "Marquis Wan Zong, if you have anything to say, you might as well just say it, otherwise, I don't understand what you mean at all."

"Could it be that Fanghua's husband is lying? He has never seen Paradise City at all?"

Fanghua quickly said: "But he really made a lot of money by relying on the guidance of the immortal."

Feng Fuce lightly brushed off his robe, and laughed slightly mockingly.

"You probably haven't heard of it. Some evil spirits like to transform into gods to deceive mortals' trust."

"As everyone knows, how can there be so many gods in the world giving pointers, and most of them are ghosts in disguise, acting only for convenience."

Kang Wang and Fanghua are still at a loss.

But Bai Zhi'er understood.

"Brother Fuce means that Fanghua's husband is not a god, but a demon incarnate? The so-called Paradise City is not a good place at all!"

Feng Fuce nodded, and looked at Bai Zhi'er with a much gentler expression.

In terms of cleverness, no one in this room can keep up with a finger of his little pet.

King Kang murmured: "Impossible, what Wan Zonghou said may not be true, why should the Lord confirm that the City of Paradise is a place where demons and ghosts live?"

Feng Fuce glanced sideways at him, but didn't answer.

He just picked up his teacup and smiled meaningfully.

Kang Wang didn't understand, but Bai Zhi'er certainly knew why.

She was about to take Kang Wang away first.

At this time, there was a loud noise at the door.

"Meiyu! Give me another ten taels of silver, and pay for the wine. Hurry up!"

Fanghua's complexion changed: "My husband is here."

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "It's just in time."

He looked at King Kang: "Your lord doesn't believe me, I'll let him prove it to you."

As he said that, Feng Fuce winked at Chu Ping.

Chu Ping immediately opened the door.

Outside the door, a scruffy bearded man had already walked into the yard.

His menacing expression turned into a teasing smirk after seeing Chu Ping.

"Hey, Fanghua, you thought you only served Prince Kang, why is there another nobleman today?"

"The rewards they gave you must be quite a lot. You should give me a little more today."

Chu Ping's anger soared when he heard this.

He grabbed the man's shoulder with one palm: "You bastard, come in!"

Chu Ping was not bad at first.

He grabbed the man, dragged him into the room, and threw him on the ground.

Like throwing a piece of trash.

"Ouch!" The man put his face on the ground sideways, grinning in pain.

The door closed behind him.

The man got up and cursed: "You dare to throw me, you..."

He didn't even finish his sentence. After seeing the room full of people sitting, the man was dumbfounded.

"Are you... are all my wife's benefactors?" With surprised eyes, he looked at Feng Fuce and then at Bai Zhi'er.

Chu Ping came up from behind and stepped on his head.

The man groaned and was forced to lie on the ground.

Chu Ping said coldly: "Please be honest and answer every question, otherwise your head will be cut off tonight and be used as a lantern under the eaves!"

(End of this chapter)

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