Dressed as the last nine-tailed fox

Chapter 337: Making a Deal with Bok Joo
"Not enough? Ha..." Hongmeng Ziqi sneered, "It's just a small Fuxing City. I just move my fingers and you guys will..."

Before Hongmeng Ziqi could finish his arrogant words, he saw Yi Changle gently shook his head at him, indicating that he should calm down first. So Hongmeng Ziqi immediately closed his mouth obediently and swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.

Fuzhu's eyes kept moving back and forth between Yi Changle and Hongmeng Ziqi. When he saw Hongmeng Ziqi suddenly shut up, he thought that it was his words that made Hongmeng Ziqi lose confidence and control the two people in front of him, which led to the sudden silence.

So, Fuzhu cleared his throat and said, "Since you sneaked into the city, the purpose of this trip must be for the gold of Fuxing City."

"Gold, no matter how much you want, I can give it to you." Perhaps because he was more confident, Fuzhu's voice became much louder, and even his back became straighter. "Even as a person, I can send you out of Fuxing City intact."

"With gold." There was more temptation in Bok Joo's voice.

"You can give us as much gold as we want? And you can even send us away?" Yi Changle was really surprised by Fuzhu's generosity. "Miss Fuzhu, why do you suddenly want to help us?"

Fuzhu smiled slightly, "My mother once told me, 'In relationships, the key is love.' For anything, there is a give and take." Seeing that her proposal touched Yi Changle, Fuzhu put down her hands that were tightly covering her mouth, "Since I have helped you, I naturally want you to help me too."

"Help you? How can we help you?"

"Of course there is." Fuzhu said with determination: "For example, tell me the identity of the old man you mentioned."

"I don't know." Yi Changle answered without hesitation and as a matter of course, "When I first met the old man, he was shrouded in darkness. Apart from being able to tell from his voice that he was an old man, I don't know anything else."

"Really?" Fuzhu obviously didn't believe Yi Changle, "But if you don't know anything, why did you come to Fuxing City?"

"Of course it's for the gold." Yi Changle said with a firm face.

Hearing this, Fuzhu stared at Yi Changle for a long time, trying to find some flaws on Yi Changle's face, but Yi Changle just responded to Fuzhu's gaze quietly, without feeling guilty at all.

Fuzhu didn't believe Yi Changle's words at all, and analyzed: "In this case, you came all the way to Fuxing City just because you heard a strange story from a stranger?"

As Fuzhu was talking, she laughed at herself, "Young Master, are you treating me like a three-year-old kid? Even if you are just trying to fool me, you should at least come up with a better excuse."

"Or are you guys..." The smile on Fuzhu's face disappeared instantly, and he threatened: "Don't you want the gold?"

"Miss Fuzhu, look at what you said. Of course we want gold." Yi Changle's face was full of flattery, "It's just..."

"Just what?"

“If my guess is correct, you are so anxious to know the identity of the old man. You must want to find you... the traitor in your race, right?” Yi Changle found a suitable adjective, “After all, no one knows the existence of the yellow-eyed monster better than the yellow-eyed monster.”

"Over the past few days, I have more or less learned a little about the situation in Fuxing City. As far as I know, Lord Furou should have quite a few descendants, so I think the competition for the position of successor to Lord Fuxing should be very fierce."

"Of course!" One has to admit that Hongmeng Ziqi is a qualified supporting actor. "The winner stands on the high platform, and blood flows like a river below the platform. This is an eternal rule."

"That's right." Yi Changle nodded meaningfully. "Those who can stand on the high platform must have many trump cards in their hands. Miss Fuzhu, do you want this 'traitor' to become one of your trump cards?"

Greed flashed in Yi Changle's eyes, "I just don't know how much gold this trump card is worth?"

"After all, it's all about gold." Fuzhu saw the greed in Yi Changle's eyes clearly, sneered, and promised: "As long as you can tell me the identity of the old man, I will give you as much gold as you want."

"Give me as much gold as you want!" Yi Changle's face was full of surprise and joy. Then he changed the subject and said helplessly, "But I really don't know the identity of that old man."

"It was just a coincidence that the old man appeared in a place and told a story. After listening to his story, we chose to set off. It's that simple."

"I don't believe there can be such a coincidence in this world." Fuzhu said in a deep voice: "You are unwilling to tell me the identity of the old man. There are only two possibilities."

"Really?" Yi Changle raised his eyebrows and said, "I'd like to hear the details."

"First, the price I can offer does not meet your expectations, so you are unwilling to tell me. But the gold I offer is unlimited, unless your purpose of coming to Fuxing City is not for gold..." Fuzhu looked at Yi Changle and Hongmeng Ziqi, and said firmly: "But in Fuxing City, everyone is looking for gold, and you are no exception."

Fuzhu slowly raised a finger, "Since the first possibility is not true, then there is only one possibility left."

"The old man you mentioned doesn't exist at all." Fuzhu looked very proud, as if he had solved a great case. But then he quickly turned cold and asked, "How did you know about the existence of Fuxing City?"

"You're not that stupid." Yi Changle gave Fuzhu an honest evaluation.

"Stupid, not really, it's just here..." Hongmeng Ziqi pointed at his head and agreed, "Just a little bit not very smart."

"You guys!" Fuzhu was so angry at the unanimous support of Yi Changle and Hongmeng Ziqi that she threatened, "Do you guys still want to get out of the city in one piece?"

……

In the silence, Yi Changle spoke up to break the deadlock.

"Of course I have to go out, but..." Yi Changle's face showed a trace of reluctance, "Is it possible that your previous guess was wrong..."

"Wrong?" Fuzhu pondered it carefully and said in disbelief: "Could it be that you came to Fuxing City for something other than gold?"

"This is impossible..." Before Yi Changle and Hongmeng Ziqi could answer, Fuzhu denied it first, "You went through so much trouble to come all the way to Fuxing City. If it's not for gold, then why? Besides gold, is there anything else in our Fuxing City that can attract people?"

"Miss Fuzhu, I think what you said just now, 'In relationships in the world, what matters is the word love.' is very true." Yi Changle paused, and then said, "But love contains too much, besides love there is also hate."

"It is hatred that drives us to Fuxing City."

"Hate?" Bok Joo was completely confused. "What do you hate? Who hates who? And why?"

"Who do you hate...isn't it obvious?" Yi Changle reminded: "Don't forget where we are standing now."

"Why hate... it's obvious." Hongmeng Ziqi took over Yi Changle's words and raised his chin towards Fuzhu, "You know the bad things that Fuxing City has done." Fuzhu thought about it again and again, and said sincerely from the bottom of his heart: "I don't know."

"I don't know!" Hongmeng Ziqi was furious. "How dare you say these three words with your face? Didn't you peel those human skins? I think I should just pull out your tongue, so that you don't lie with your eyes open every day."

Yi Changle pulled Hongmeng Ziqi and advised: "Don't do it, don't do it, let's talk it out nicely." Yi Changle persuaded Hongmeng Ziqi.

Seeing that the Hongmeng purple energy was about to attack her again, Fuzhu retreated repeatedly and covered her mouth tightly with her hands, fearing that there would be even a slight gap and she would not be able to protect her faith.

"Don't be impatient. That's not what I meant." Bok Joo's voice was muffled as she covered her mouth.

"Then what do you mean? Tell me quickly." Yi Changle urged, not loosening the force in his hand that was blocking the Hongmeng purple energy at all, and he used so much force that the blue veins on his hands all appeared in Fuzhu's field of vision.

"As for skinning, our clan has always kept it very secret." Fuzhu looked at the blue veins on Yi Changle's hand and swallowed nervously, "I can guarantee that no one else knows about this except our clan members."

"Except for your people?" Yi Changle grasped the key point in the words, "Don't those who were skinned know it? They are the parties involved."

Bok Joo shook her head, "No, they don't know."

"Don't know?" Hongmeng Ziqi's eyes widened, "How could they not know! That was their own skin, they were skinned alive, how could they not know?"

"Because... because..." Bok Joo's eyes rolled left and right, and she stammered, but didn't say the next sentence.

"Why? Just tell me." Hongmeng Purple Qi urged sternly.

At this time, Fuzhu was secretly calculating in his mind the probability of escaping from the Hongmeng Purple Qi if he did not tell the truth and fought hard.

"It's because of your letter." Yi Changle threw a heavy bullet at Fuzhu lightly.

"What's wrong with you..." Bok Joo's expression at this moment was so pale that it would not be an exaggeration to say that she looked as pale as death.

Yi Changle was very satisfied with the way Fuzhu was strangled by fate. "To be more precise, it was the liquid secreted by the yellow-eyed monster Xinzi. On the first day we entered Fuxing City, Miss Zhiyi had already found a way to make us drink it."

"It is this liquid that prevents us from seeing your true appearance, and makes those who are skinned forget about being skinned after they die, right?"

After hearing what Yi Changle said, Fuzhu put down his hands dejectedly, muttering "This is impossible, this is impossible..." After a long while, Fuzhu raised his head and asked Yi Changle and Hongmeng Ziqi: "Who are you?"

"Two ordinary people."

"Ordinary people?" Fuzhu sneered, "If you were just ordinary people, the moment you stepped into Fuxing City, you would never come back."

Yi Changle did not deny it. "As you can see, although we are just two ordinary people, we are actually not that ordinary."

Bok Joo took a deep breath, prepared to face her fate, and said, "Since you are here for hatred, then do it."

"But then again." Yi Changle poked the Hongmeng purple energy with his elbow and said, "Hurry up and tell me."

Then, Hongmeng Ziqi mechanically said: "Everything in the world has its own price."

"That's right." Yi Changle snapped his fingers at Fuzhu, "As long as the price is right, everything can be negotiated."

"Can we still talk?" Fuzhu frowned, "How?"

Yi Changle rubbed his fingers and said, "This is in place. If you want the position of the Lord of Fuxing City, we can help you take that position."

Fu Zhubao's eyes slowly moved to Hongmeng Ziqi. At this time, Hongmeng Ziqi was covered in a black robe, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

At this time, Fuzhu finally discovered that she could not feel any spiritual fluctuations from the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Her heart skipped a beat, 'I can't even feel the magic power of this black-robed man. His magic power is so unfathomable. Could it be that only the one in the sky can deal with him?'

"Why should I believe you?" Fuzhu turned her eyes back to Yi Changle, "What you said before was not true. How do I know that what you are saying now is true?"

"Of course you don't have to believe it." Hongmeng Purple Qi threatened: "But you have no choice, right?"

"I told you, I'll give you as much gold as you want." Fuzhu looked helpless. "I've already given you such a high price. What else do you want to talk about? How else can we talk?"

"We can talk." Yi Changle stretched out his index finger and shook it at Fuzhu, then stopped, "I just want this amount."

"One thousand boxes, or ten thousand boxes?"

"neither."

"None of them? Then how much do you want, one hundred thousand? Or one million?" Fuzhu sneered, "Let's not talk about the fact that no one in this world can take out a million boxes of gold at once. Even if I can take it out, can you guys alone transport so many boxes of gold out of Fuxing City?"

"I don't want you to give me so much gold at once, I want you to keep giving me gold." Yi Changle emphasized: "Not only now, but also in the future. As long as you have it, you can give me as much gold as I want."

"What we want is a steady supply of gold."

"I didn't expect that your appetite is bigger than I thought." After hearing what Yi Changle said, Fuzhu felt relieved. After thinking about it, he decided, "If you can help me take the position of city lord, I can promise to provide you with gold all the time, but there is a prerequisite, it can only be the amount I have."

"Verbal promises are without proof." Yi Changle reminded: "What's more, I don't know the number of gold mines in Fuxing City. If I help you take the position of city lord and you say there are no gold mines, then we will lose a lot."

"what do you mean?"

"Take us to see the gold mines in Fuxing City." Hongmeng Ziqi added: "All the gold mines."