Fang Che's heart suddenly trembled and blurted out: "Master!"

He stood up from the Taishi chair.

The portrait's eyes are soft and cold, and as the wind blows, a faint smile seems to have appeared on the clear face.

Looking at Fang Che.

It was clearly just a portrait, but Fang Che seemed to have read countless complex emotions from this unchanging gaze.

Relieve, feel at ease, regret, gratitude, expectation.

Even a little proud.

Fang Che seemed to have heard the sound of Yin Shen Palace again in his heart.

"Ye Demon, this is the Qingyun Road I paved for you. Are you satisfied with the child?"

Fang Che's eyes were stunned for a long time.

I slowly sat back on the chair.

Master, today you will see me with your own eyes and seek justice for you.

The "joking" attitude in his heart was completely removed in an instant.

Looking at Yu Hua kneeling in front of him.

Fang Che asked softly: "Yu Hua, how many gifts have you received from my master over the years? How many times have you received?"

"Total... more than 1,200 times. The Master of Indians rarely comes to the headquarters, but he sends people once a year. When I come to the headquarters, I will definitely come again."

Yu Hua looked regretful: "A total of money received...numbers."

More than one thousand two hundred times!

Fang Che took a deep breath and felt his fists clenched involuntarily.

He gave gifts more than 1,200 times, and he had to say a word!

"I'm very surprised. My nephew from the same school has given gifts more than a thousand times, respectfully... I can't get you a word of help, why?"

Yu Hua kept kowtowing and did not dare to speak.

"Then why do you feel embarrassed to accept gifts every time you haven't done anything for so many years?"

Yu Hua still kept kowtowing.

There is really nothing to say about this kind of thing.

"say!"

Fang Che sternly said: "Say! Reason!"

Yu Hua was dejected and trembled with a voice: "...because, it's useless."

Useless!

Fang Che closed his eyes. These two words simply interpreted the two words reality to the extreme.

"Then it would be useful if you don't help? Do you know someone is dealing with him?"

"Know."

"and you……"

"If you don't help him... you won't offend anyone."

Yu Hua said.

This time, he didn't say a lie at all.

This sentence shocked Ning Zaifei Zhou Changchun and others.

Yes.

I know that Bei Mingxin's people are going to deal with Yin Shen Palace, and I also know that Ren Zhongyuan is planning to be the leader.

Because the Yin Shen Palace is useless, I don’t help. As long as I don’t help, I won’t offend Bei Mingxin and other people at the headquarters.

The purpose of Yin Shen Palace is only to make money, but the people at the headquarters are all real power departments.

It’s not worth offending these people for the sake of Yin Shen Palace. And it has an impact on me!

This kind of thinking, measurement, is actually too normal for the indifferent orthodox Church.

However, a good disciple was cultivated by the Yinshen Palace!

Night Demon!

If there is no Night Demon, then there will be no problem! But with Night Demon, this is a huge mistake!

If Yin Shen Palace is still alive now, it wouldn't be like this now.

But the problem is that Yin Shen Palace is dead.

And Ye Demon himself knew that the master died for himself!

So if Fang Che couldn't feel sorry for the excitement of the Yin Shen Palace in this breath, he would feel sorry for himself.

"It's realistic."

Fang Che's face was cold and said lightly: "Yu Hua, since you have not done anything, then it is not appropriate to keep the gifts you have received over the years in your hands, right?"

"I would like to return all my humble positions." Yu Hua begged.

"Stored here for so long, a copper plate could eat a meal a thousand years ago, but now fifty are not enough to eat. If you have a longer interest rate, is that right?"

"It should be!"

"Get it."

Fang Che said to Zhou Changchun and others lightly: "This property was paid to my master. Master is gone. I am his only disciple. Therefore, it is natural that this property should be inherited. I will not enter the public treasury! Do you understand?"

"This is the adult who should be."

Then Zhou Changchun and others began to rummage their boxes and cabinets at home.

Fang Che's steps were floating.

Enter the main room.

Looking up at the portrait of the middle hall.

"Master."

"I'll pick you up. We won't live here."

"I'll kowtow to you later when I get back."

As soon as he reached out, all the tributes swept to the ground: "We won't eat their dirty things!"

Fang Che stepped on the altar and took down the portrait.

"I will take you to visit the other several stores and let you see that what you owe us should be ours, and it must not be missing at all!"

At this time.

The yard is already piled up.

All the Yu family's property was plundered.

Fang Che rolled up the portrait, held it in his arms, and walked out slowly.

"Report to the Lord, the things that Master Yin sent to him should be here. But for so many years, it must have been ruined. Please check it out."

Fang Che rolled his eyelids and said, "My master has always been generous and asked for help. How could he only give such a little thing?"

"What the lord said is, I feel that there are too few people."

Yu Hua kowtowed aside: "Sir, all the savings in Huyi's life are here."

Fang Che said coldly: "Not enough!"

not enough.

These two words are as cold as ice and as hard as iron.

Yu Hua understood.

He knelt on the ground with a look of despair, drew his sword in his hand, crossed his neck, and said tragically: "Sir, is this possible?"

Fang Che looked at him coldly and said lightly: "It's enough to force."

"Thank you!"

Yu Hua turned his head sadly, looked at the concubine who was kneeling on the side and trembling, and looked at the descendants who were kneeling in the distance without anyone else.

Before Ye Demon came, he always had a hint of luck in his heart.

Maybe, won't die?

But now I finally gave up.

Ye Demon's attitude is very simple. It is not enough to vomit back. Adding all the property is not enough.
To be continued...