Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Mugram followed Wuming and Ashmi as they walked down the street. He stretched out his arms, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath:

The breath of freedom, even the air outside the arena is sweet.

Is it that exaggerated? Wuming laughed.

People die every day in the arena. If the floor is not cleaned for two days, there will be a layer of sticky plasma. I am not exaggerating. Mugram said.

How are you going to thank me for this sweet air? Wuming said, stretching out his hand to Mugram, as if he was fiddling with a bead necklace.

What posture is this? Mugram asked looking at Wuming's strange gesture.

It's the gesture of counting runes. Wuming said, It's always the same as running runes - threading the runes into strings and playing with them in your hands. I feel like this relieves stress and feels very comfortable.

Mugram said, How much do you want?

Wuming thought for a while: I rescued you from the sea of ​​misery, so you have to give me one hundred thousand runes, right?

Mugram breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, there is still a little surplus.

Mugram handed a large bag of runes to Wuming.

How much is this? Wuming looked at the bulging bag in surprise.

One million and one million runes, Mugram said, and give it to you along with a piece of atonement.

That's not enough. Wuming said.

Not enough? Mugram said, Didn't you say one million runes before?

yes.

Isn't it time to say thank you for one hundred thousand runes?

that's true.

Isn't that a total of 1.1 million runes?

That's not how it works. Wuming explained slowly, You are here to cheat and gamble, defrauding innocent girls and fools of their money. That is also a crime.

I don't want to do this either... Mugram muttered, In the beginning, I just wanted to make a million from the tens of thousands of viewers, but if there is a handle on the caravan, it will be more than that. . Don’t tell me that guy collected tens of millions of runes through me.”

Mugram asked Wu Ming what he was thinking of and said:

My reputation... really won't be damaged?

In the arena, faced with Wuming's request to take away Mugram, Esgar finally gave in and did not stop him. But he said he wanted to expose Mugram's match-fixing.

Mugram took the initiative to say that this was a deserved punishment and that he was willing to bear the consequences. Wuming said without worry, Don't you dare, and took Mugram away.

You won't have any problem. Wuming pressed a piece of rune in the bag against the protective surface, crushed it, kneaded it into the gap, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, He dares to say that if he goes out, his caravan will be severely damaged. Unless he sacrifices this part of his interests to drag you down.

Wuming said: I observed that boss. Although he is unwilling to give up your cash cow, he doesn't particularly care. And although it is very dark, he will not use this method to deal with you.

No? Mugram didn't believe it. He threatened me to do work for him.

Because that would be profitable. Wuming said, Is there any benefit to him from ruining a lost chess piece of yours?

Wuming knocked on his helmet: Based on the thinking of a caravan owner, he is not willing to waste time on you anymore.

Okay. Mugram nodded, But it is still a time bomb. I will face it with the determination to be detonated at any time.

He asked Wuming: So how much does atonement cost now?

Ashmi, help me do the math. Wuming said.

Ashmi said: According to your atonement formula, the total is 1.24 million.

Well, you heard it too. Wuming said, We are still short of 140,000.

So few? Mugram was surprised.

The amount of atonement is based on a comprehensive judgment based on the size of your guilt, your influence, and your own strength. Wuming said, And have you forgotten that the one million is the increase you requested.

Wuming said nonchalantly: If you are willing to continue to increase the dosage for yourself, I have no objection. As long as you can afford it, just don't become the boss's top dog again.

Mugram no longer added weight to himself this time:

First of all, if I want to atone for my sins in the future, I can slowly repay them through my own channels.

Wuming didn't care what Mugram thought. This time he made a net profit of two million runes and was in a good mood:

Now we can make up for the loss of the caravan's goods.

Mugram came forward again:

Ask you one more thing.

Atonement? Wuming asked.

About your employees. Mugram glanced at Ashmi, That lady...who is she?

Ah, you're talking about her, my follower. Wuming looked at Mugram playfully, What's wrong?

She is a very powerful warrior. Mugram lowered his voice and could not hide a strange emotion. The posture when she defeated me was terrifying - and impressive.

The moves I taught her are indeed impressive. Wuming nodded in agreement. He looked at Mugram and said,

In addition to the atonement business, I also have the marriage business.

Mugram nodded subconsciously, then reacted quickly, his body stiffened. He glanced at Ashmi twice more and found that she didn't seem to hear, so he felt relieved and said in a low voice and hastily:

what are you talking about?

I'm expanding my business. Wuming said matter-of-factly.

This kind of thing cannot be called doing business. Mugram said seriously, It will affect that lady's reputation.

Okay, let's not talk about that. As expected, Wuming didn't say anything anymore.

After a while, Mugram followed up again:

This...how do we form a bond?

Just go to the Marriage Church and get married under the auspices of the priest. Wuming said, I am responsible for the ceremony, you don't have to worry about it.

Is there anything else? Mugram was stunned, We Kalia have to prepare rings and gifts.

I'm just a priest. I'm responsible for getting married. I have no control over the bride price or anything like that. Wuming said.

Mugram murmured to himself: It seems that I have to find a way to prepare myself...

Wuming patted Mugram on the shoulder: Two questions.

What? Mugram came back to his senses.

I think you should ask other people's opinions first, Wuming said, instead of thinking about what ring to wear when getting married. You haven't even thought about what to name your child, right?

Why don't I know? Mugram sighed, I'm just a little scared, so I'm running away - what is the other thing?

The nameless hand on Mugram's shoulder extended downwards, caressed the breastplate, and spread out his palm:

Thank you for the gift of five million runes.

Mugram was stunned: Don't you say you are not responsible for this?

As a priest, I am not responsible for this. Wuming said, The problem is that this is my person. If you want to take away my personal secretary, why can't I ask for some extra money?

You sound like you're selling your daughter.

What if? Wuming said, I heard that this phenomenon is quite common in the border area.

Barbaric, Mugram said. Kalia is not like that.

Then you treat it as a talent exchange. Wuming said, You want to directly abduct the talents I have trained, isn't it appropriate? When a king asks for a powerful general, he has to give horses, treasures, or even a city.

And five million... Mugram said.

Don't be too much. You can earn a million so quickly. She will come even faster. Wuming said, This is a warrior who can defeat you.

Wuming's tone became longer: Oh, I didn't want her to leave me originally. She can help me a lot. And what you said makes sense. It's like selling her. It's too barbaric...

I mean, you look down on her too much. Mugram said, Her worth, five million, is an insult.

Then how much did you say? Wuming asked.

At least 100 million, Mugram said. To me, she should be priceless.

You are so right. Wuming held Mugram's hand, You are an honest kid and can handle things. I will go and convince her right now - I have to convince her with my hands even if I can't use my mouth.

Mugram stopped him:

I won't insult her with money. You don't have to sell her. I can't use runes to measure her pricelessness.

You don't buy it after talking about so much? Wuming was a little disappointed, Then don't give me hope, it's disappointing.

Love is priceless. Mugram said seriously, It is precious.

Indeed, it's really expensive. Wuming waved his hand disapprovingly, Okay, you can make up your own mind, I don't care. If she is willing to follow you, I have no objection.

Mugram's reaction to Wu Ming was somewhat surprising:

I thought you, a miser, would cling to her.

Wuming laughed: You will understand in the future, the problems that can be solved with runes are already simple problems.

Wuming ignored Mugram and walked straight out of the city.

Mugram got Wuming's approval and came to Asmi's side:

Madam, I would like to ask you, do you have anything you like? What color do you like? What kind of pyroxene?

Ashimi replied: I like the throne.

The throne... Mugram choked at the answer, Do you want the entity of the throne, or the meaning of the throne?

Of course it's not an entity. Asumi replied.

Mugram was in awe:

Yes, a warrior as powerful as you should pursue the throne.

Mugram himself is already the best of the best, a hero par excellence. Those who are stronger than him will naturally aspire to become kings.

From Ashmi, Mugram could even detect a hint of aloofness and state similar to that of the Full Moon Queen.

However, Lenara's power made him only admire but not admire her. Asumi was not that powerful yet.

Mugram now understood what Wuming meant.

Compared with obtaining a kingdom, 100 million runes is already a small goal.

This ideal was so grand that it even made Mugram feel suffocated.

Mugram suddenly laughed: So you are still saving strength for your ideals?

Of course. Asumi looked at Wuming, That guy is always surrounded by various strong people. If I follow him, I can continue to learn.

To govern a kingdom, force alone is not enough. Mugram said, Knowledge, reliable ministers, generals, territory, and strong laws...are all indispensable.

It is indeed difficult, but if I learn slowly, I can become a king one day. Ashimi said.

Great ideal - let me help you too. Mugram said, I am loyal to Lord Lenara and have been exposed to many things in the palace. I can help with some knowledge.

Ashmi looked at Mugram seriously for a while and said:

Thanks.

But there are some things that need to be confirmed first. Mugram said, The throne you desire...should have nothing to do with Lieniya, right?

Asumi thought for a moment: It does matter.

Mugram froze.

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We're here. Wuming finally reached his destination - outside Shidong City, next to the bridge project.

Wuming turned around and found that Asmi was still beside him, but Mugram was hanging far behind.

Wuming waited for a while, and then Mugram came to his side, feeling lost.

Failed? Wuming smiled, Do you understand now? Problems that can be solved with runes are simple problems.

Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and justice. Mugram lamented.

Wuming didn't know what kind of setback Mugram had encountered. He habitually interpreted it with his own understanding and didn't really care about what happened to him.

Wuming said: I have other things to do here. You wait here while I go find a doctor for you.

Why come to find a doctor outside the city? Mugram was puzzled.

This is the best here. Wuming said, and after a while he pulled over a disabled man with all his limbs broken off, and his limbs were all prosthetic bodies like puppets.

Grek, the faded demigod. Wuming introduced, He is currently the imperial physician of Stone City and specializes in treating bruises and injuries.

Do you know what a royal physician is? Greg was a little reluctant, The only one who treats the king's injuries is the royal physician.

You have already treated so many people, what are you still thinking about? Wuming said in a scary tone, Or do you want to discuss with me the fact that you caused 20% of my tax revenue to go to waste?

Greg was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter:

Oh, I struggled with my thoughts for a month, and finally made a decision that went against my ancestors - as expected, medical skills should still serve the people. As a former king, I still have a little heart.

Very good. Wuming was satisfied, There is one more thing.

Brother, just tell me if you have anything. Greg rubbed his two prosthetic hands together.

Didn't I give you the secret technique for Queen Full Moon's rebirth before? Has the research yielded any results? Wuming asked.

Some progress. Greg replied.

Okay, give me one. Wuming handed Grek a scroll, This is puppet technology. You can give yourself a better prosthetic limb.

Thank you. Greg took the scroll, I will give you the research results when you leave. I also need to sort them out.

Wuming said: Do you really not need limb replacement technology to restore your limbs? Prosthetics are still not that convenient, right?

No need, this is my sin. Greg shook his head, Let me atone for it slowly.

By the way, there's one more thing. Wuming asked, I haven't seen Fan Lei. Isn't he working at the construction site?

Greg had a strange expression: You don't know yet, Fan Lei is missing.

Missing? Wuming frowned.

He came to the bridge specifically to find Fan Lei.

He ran away? Wuming asked.

I don't know. Greg said, You can ask O'Neill about this. He monitors Fan Lei every day.

Wuming thought for a while: Okay, you take this wounded person for treatment - Mugram, I will take Ashmi away first, she may be needed for this matter.

Wuming took Asmi to find O'Neill.

Finally found the huge O'Neal in a pub.

I was sitting there drinking away my sorrows.

Wuming walked over and patted O'Neill's heavy armor.

O'Neill turned to look at Wuming, his face under his beard had turned red: It's you.

Wu Ming gets straight to the point:

I heard that Fan Lei is missing? I have something to do with him. Please provide me with clues and I will help you find someone.

O'Neill smiled bitterly and said vaguely:

I can't find it. I've searched all over and can't find it. He probably ran back to the Blood Dynasty...

Wuming looked at O'Neill's appearance and said to Asmi:

Take him out for some fresh air and refresh him.

Ashmi grabbed O'Neill's heavy armor by the neck joint and dragged him out of the tavern.

It seems like the air is useless. Asumi looked at the veteran who was still in a somewhat unconscious state.

That's still not fresh enough. Wuming glanced at him, Follow me.

After a while, the veteran closed his eyes and hummed loudly:

Wake up, wake up, let go of me quickly.

The veteran was currently tied up under the eagle tower, with a steady stream of bird droppings thrown over him, piling up higher and higher at his feet.

Ashmi glanced at Wuming, who nodded, and then she softened the fluid weapon tied to O'Neill and withdrew it.

The veteran jumped down from the Eagle Tower and suddenly felt that the air was particularly fresh and he took a big breath.

Wuming stood in front of O'Neill:

Tell me about Fan Lei.

When mentioning Fan Lei, O'Neill was obviously a little depressed:

Fan Lei disappeared a few days after Yura left.

Where did he go before he disappeared?

He has been to the garden, to the store, helped in the bridge construction team, and helped Greg treat the wounded... O'Neill counted, I have looked for all these places, but no one said they have seen him.

Why so many places? Wuming frowned.

He disappeared while I was sleeping. O'Neill sighed, Without Yura, I can't watch blind spots by myself. I didn't work as a sentry before, so I don't know how to watch someone all day long. people.

Wuming asked: What did Fan Lei do in the garden and shop?

O'Neill said: Grow flowers and sell them.

Planting flowers?

O'Neill nodded: The coalition of lords left behind 20,000 corpses, and the blood even made the water in the underground river turn red. A huge amount of blood roses grew here, and Fan Lei said they were good things and very valuable.

He still likes Blood Rose so much... Wuming murmured.

O'Neill said: Because it can generate income and no one else can take care of it, King Neferi agreed to let him be in charge of a garden. His daily job is to build bridges, heal people, plant flowers, and mix blood and blood every day. The soil was transported from outside the city to the gardens inside the city.”

Wuming asked: During this period, he didn't show any abnormality?

No, he performed very well and was very honest. He even burned the tattoos on his forehead to show his obedience. O'Neill said, Yura was also there when he was planting flowers, and he didn't notice it either. What a clue.

Wuming lit his helmet and fell into deep thought:

Hmm... um... ah!

Have you got any ideas? O'Neill asked.

Then Fan Lei is missing, so no one wants those flowers. Wuming clapped his hands, It's an advantage for me, I'll take these flowers.

O'Neill was dumbfounded: Aren't you looking for Fan Lei?

There are not enough clues now. Wuming said, Fan Lei is not in a hurry. The flowering period of the blood rose is not long, so we have to make money while it is in good condition.

You... O'Neill was thinking about how to scold Wu Ming.

And maybe we can find clues from it. Wuming smiled and patted O'Neill, Take us to the garden.

O'Neal treated a dead horse as a living doctor, but still took Wuming over.

On the road, Wuming became more and more familiar.

Why does this place look so familiar... Wuming said.

Asumi spoke: This is the garden where you have killed many perfumers before.

Ah, I remember. Wuming suddenly realized, You were kidnapped at that time.

This place is remote and suitable for a garden. O'Neill said, After all, the smell is too great.

The smell was really strong. Before I even got close, I could already smell the stench of putrid blood and the sound of mosquitoes breeding.

This scene is very familiar to Wuming. It smelled like this when he was still running the blood pool and growing blood roses.

Greg's attack and his own flames burned the blood pool clean. To a certain extent, it was a good thing, otherwise their caravan would have to be with this rotten smell all day long.

And this kind of smell means that the blood roses here must be blooming in full bloom and exuding fragrance.

The most miserable environment can produce more and more beautiful flowers. Wuming said, Yes, Ashmi, you go harvest it, and we will send it to Yatan to sell it. Those golden people who have eyes above their heads. , just right for such a flashy and beautiful object.”

Asumi walked to the garden obediently.

As soon as we entered the garden, arrows were shot out of it.

Is there anyone inside? Wuming saw Asumi coming back with a few arrows stuck in her body.

Asumi nodded: Someone is already harvesting blood roses.

How dare you touch my flowers! Wuming was angry. He walked over in a few steps, faced the flying arrows, and struck them down with his sword.

When he walked into the garden and took a look, Wuming was stunned, and then became more and more obscurely angry:

Life is full of encounters.

Those who harvest blood roses all have the coat of arms of Lycoris tattooed on their bodies.

How can you steal the fruits of other people's labor? Wuming scolded them.

Didn't you do the same thing just now? Asumi looked sideways.

I'm different. Wuming said confidently, I have harvested this garden once before, and I am the first person to discover it! Haven't you heard that the first person to discover an island has priority?

You're not the first, Ashimi said. Those perfumers were much earlier than you.

I killed them all, then they are mine. Are the aboriginal people important? Wuming said matter-of-factly, glaring at Ashmi fiercely, I was trying to save you in the first place. Why are you turning your elbows outward and facing towards me? The enemy speaks!”

Wuming shut up Asumi and continued to turn around and angrily denounced the people from the Lycoris caravan:

The original owner has disappeared. Maybe he is dead. If he is really dead, his bones are still cold. You actually came to pick his fruits?

Wuming angrily scolded the Lycoris caravan, while looking at the garden, he was secretly frightened.

The density of blood roses in this garden is quite exaggerated. If you look at it, there may be no less than tens of thousands of them.

At the previous price of four hundred runes a flower, these flowers could bring him a profit of tens of millions of runes, excluding transportation costs and losses.

Wu Ming also risked his life today, no matter how shameless he was, he still wanted to win this windfall.

But in the face of Wuming's angry rebuke, the people in the Lycoris Caravan always looked at him indifferently, as if they were watching a clown perform a one-man show.

After a while, a man wearing a cloak and a turban covering his forehead came towards Wuming:

Hello, what can I do?

I was the first to take a fancy to this blood rose. Wuming opened his eyes and lied, Why did you plunder it illegally?

The man laughed: You are joking, this is a product we have already negotiated with our partners.

Partner? Wuming said, Tell me first who planted this?

It's Mr. Fan Lei. The man replied, Mr. Fan Lei sold us the flowers in this garden.

Veteran O'Neal also came over, Lala Wuming:

Fan Lei's flower caravan is indeed from this family.

Wuming was stunned: Is this really the family? Why didn't you tell me before?

You didn't even ask. O'Neill said, Is this important?

Of course it's important! Wuming raised his voice and pointed at the man, I now have reasonable suspicion that they hid Fan Lei!

There are no famous sayings, and the sound is deafening:

Fan Lei must have used this pool of flowers to make a deal with them and let them smuggle him out!

Is there such a thing? O'Neill's eyes immediately turned ferocious, and his strong body with thick armor gave him a full sense of oppression.

You are unreasonable. The visitor was surprised, Aren't you obviously looking for trouble?

You said you bought it from Fan Lei. Wuming said, Then did you know that Fan Lei was missing? He went to your store the day before he disappeared!

If he wants to discuss business with us, of course he has to come to our store. The visitor said.

The man called a subordinate, whispered a few instructions, and the subordinate hurriedly left the garden.

What are you doing? Wuming stopped the subordinate, You want to transfer evidence, right? You're not allowed to leave.

O'Neal's body blocked the door, preventing anyone from getting out.

The men had no choice but to go back the way they came, burying themselves in the deep bushes and continuing to harvest blood roses.

Wuming did not stop the flower collectors. These blood roses had to be picked anyway, so he could save energy.

Isn't it good for us to do this? O'Neill said, Do you really doubt them, or do you just want to get your hands on these blood roses?

They are people who can open a casino in an arena. Wuming said, It's not surprising what they do.

What are you doing? a voice came from outside the garden.

Esgar came quickly with a few people.

Hey, how did he know we were coming... Wuming clicked his tongue and greeted Aisjia enthusiastically, Boss Aisjia, what brought you here?

Esgar's tone was gloomy: Are you... not following the rules?

What rules? Wuming asked back.

These are the flowers we have ordered. Aisgar said.

Your subordinates have already told me. Wuming said, You said Fan Lei made a deal with you. Do you have any evidence? A transaction contract or something like that.

Esgar said: We often trade blood roses.

Wuming shook his head: Don't think that I don't understand anything. I know the flowering time of blood roses very well. You can't often trade blood roses - the flowers won't bloom even once.

Wuming looked at the garden: Judging from the time, this should be the first period of flowers blooming. Where do you guys get regular transactions?

Although the flowers haven't bloomed yet, our business negotiations have already started, Aisgar said. We have been discussing the transaction price and payment methods.

Then you used the method of hiding him to escape as payment? Wuming said.

I swear on both my fingers that I never did this, and he never mentioned it to me, Esgar said.

Wuming didn't take it seriously: There are so many people who don't believe Two Fingers now. Who knows if what you said is true.

Wuming held his chin and thought: You said we discuss frequently, which means we haven't reached an agreement yet, right?

Esgar paused and said slowly: We have reached an agreement. Two hundred and one roses, a total of fifty-six thousand blood roses, and he is willing to sell them to us for ten million.

Wuming's breathing became obviously heavier.

His estimate was correct, at least a profit of tens of millions.

Ten million, this is really a big sum. Wuming said leisurely, O'Neill, you have been observing Fan Lei. When did he have this kind of money?

No. O'Neill said, The money he spent growing flowers does not belong to him, but should be handed over to Stone City's treasurer. This will be known once you ask.

Wuming asked again: Have you searched his residence? Do you have this rune?

No.

Wuming looked at Esgar with a smile:

Actually, there is no need to ask more. When I asked you if you had a contract, you didn't show it, which already explained a lot of problems. Esgar, are you saying that you just don't like to do things according to the rules? Such a big deal , you don’t even have a contract? Then why do you start saying that it’s against the rules?”

Esgar said in a gloomy tone: You are right, we have not yet made a transaction. We should have paid and delivered the goods in one hand. But we did not wait for him to receive the goods, so we came to pick up the goods ourselves.

Wuming applauded: That's great, it means you haven't paid at all, and you haven't reached a deal yet - then whoever sees it has a share.

Wuming said: You didn't spend any money anyway, how about we share the blood roses here equally? I'm not greedy at all. I'll be satisfied if I can earn ten million.

Esgar was silent: Sir, why are you targeting me like this?

What do you think? Wuming asked back.

Esgar nodded: As expected, my colleagues are the ones who want you dead the most. It seems that your caravan was suppressed by me, and you are not very happy.

Using this kind of ill-gotten wealth to support unhealthy competition will not make everyone happy, but will only deepen the meaningless internal friction. The nameless righteous pointed at Esgar, I am going to clean up your situation today. A scumbag among businessmen!

I'm afraid you won't be able to do as you wish. Esgar laughed.

I can do well in Stone City not only because I have money, but also because I spend my money on the right people -

Using a small profit to buy customers? Wuming looked disdainfully, Don't you just want to squeeze us out and then raise the price? I despise you.

Esgar shook his head: The right person doesn't mean the customer, but someone above me——

Is there anyone? Wuming frowned.

Who are you trying to teach a lesson to? A voice that sounded very plump came over.

Behind Esgar, a middle-aged bald man with a big belly came over and looked at Wuming with a look of disdain:

what happened?

Esgar kindly introduced Wuming: This is the finance minister of Stone City - this is one of my competitors.

Esgar said to the chancellor:

Sir, I promised to donate 40% of this wealth to Stone City before, but now someone seems not to be happy with this share.

The finance minister glanced at Wu Ming: You don't agree?

Wuming didn't answer. He looked at the finance minister's big belly and then at Esgar:

What do you mean?

I'm asking you a question! The Finance Minister saw that Wuming dared to ignore him and became furious. Do you want to hinder the development of Stone City!

Wuming looked at the Finance Minister with a half-smile:

Your new finance minister, right? Where was the previous one?

Before? said the finance minister. There was no such thing as a minister like me before the war. In the past, the king had no concept of finance at all.

Wuming nodded: Neferi is a martial artist. It is indeed unrealistic to expect her to have such a concept.

You must honor King Neferi! the Finance Minister shouted. You have no respect for King Neferi at all. You really want to hinder the development of Stone City and interfere with the city's financial revenue.

What a big hat. Wuming said happily, Then what will you do if I really interfere? Use your belly to release the wrath of God?

I don't know if God will be angry. Just wait and bear the wrath of King Neferi's warriors. The finance minister turned around and left in the carriage. When he got on the carriage, the horse in front clearly screamed. .

Wuming looked at the smoke and dust of the carriage that was flying away, and turned back to O'Neill and said, Doesn't this guy know me or you?

How do these high officials know me? O'Neill said, I just help King Nefeli fight the war. After all, I am not her general.

O'Neill sighed: It's a pity that even if I refuse any official position and look at Fan Lei every day, I still can't take notice of him.

Don't be too sad. You are looking for Fan Lei because you want to go to the Blood Dynasty, right? Wuming asked, Looking for Mikaela?

O'Neill nodded.

Then don't worry, wait a little longer, it will be almost time when the bridge is built. Wuming said, Just wait and have hope, you will definitely be able to meet your master.

O'Neill said: I haven't asked yet, why did you come to Fan Lei?

Yura was injured by the cursed blood. I don't want to find someone knowledgeable to see if he can be cured.

What? Yura was injured? By that Eleonora?

Yeah yeah……

While Wuming was chatting with O'Neill, the Finance Minister finally came over with a team of people.

That's the guy. The finance minister led dozens of homeless knights and a group of exiled soldiers and pointed at the unknown man. That's the guy who is causing trouble. Hurry up and arrest him to build the bridge.

At first, the Homeless Knights were still aggressive, but the closer they got to Wuming, the more hesitant they became.

Until they saw O'Neill next to Wuming, they finally stopped and refused to move forward without saying anything.

What are you waiting for? the Finance Minister urged them, This group of people are sinners who want to destroy the development of Stone City.

This... The Homeless Knights were very embarrassed, It's not that we don't want to help you, but it's really not appropriate for you to pin this crime on them. We really did as you said. King Neferi will be alive when she comes back. Tear us apart.”

Who are they? The finance minister was stunned, Aren't they just a group of businessmen?

It's a businessman. The Homeless Knight nodded, It's the businessman who saved Stone City - the one who is related to the several demigods. His caravan is in charge of the bridge project.

The homeless knight whispered to the Chancellor of the Exchequer:

Basically, King Neferi is half a foster father. I advise you to apologize. If nothing else, he killed the 20,000 lords who cultivated this pool of blood roses.

The minister listened calmly and sneered——

Finally, her legs and feet could no longer hold up the fat body, and she sat down on the ground.

The minister's lips were pale and he looked at Wuming tremblingly:

This... this... is really right...

Wuming suddenly sat on the ground, grabbed the ground with his head, and howled in pain:

This person used falling shock to plot against me. I was injured. No, not even 50,000 blood roses can coax him up.

The finance minister felt his body twitching as he watched:

As for you...