The Demon Lords

Chapter 1035: Chapter 245: Paper Flowers Fall in Xiayong City, Lord Pingye Plays Chess with a Beggar (Part 3)

"These are from the Spy Bureau, these are from the Phoenix Nest, these are from the Silver Armored Guard, and there are also some badges from smaller countries, but I didn’t have the nerve to carry them all on me.

If you ask me which specific ones they belong to, I truly can’t answer, I just know that since I began rallying these little brothers to form a gang and roam around, many families have sought me out, their presence intimidating. I would then bow down and they would toss me a badge."

The Silver Armored Guard, the Spy Bureau, and the Phoenix Nest are the intelligence and espionage agencies of three major countries. However, these departments are not omnipotent. They will focus all their efforts on very important targets to glean all details, but in other areas, they find it difficult to fully cover everything, especially these grassroots intelligence networks, which develop hastily.

They simply hand out counterfeit badges, a bit of silver, and the promise of a dream of a brighter future, all at little cost.

Yet this young man, perhaps because his gang was too suitable, ended up taking on so many ’dreams’ from different families.

The young man quietly collected all these badges back into his hands and said, "Sir, I originally came because the Silver Armored Guard tasked me with watching the Fan Family. Who would have thought I’d run into you?"

"Do you recognize me?"

"Of course not! If I recognized you, I’d be a dead man already. It’s just my bad luck that I bumped into you as soon as I arrived."

"Hehe."

Zheng Fan chuckled.

At this moment, the Fourth Princess emerged from the cowshed at the back, having changed her attire to look like a female beggar.

The princess wasn’t very old to begin with.

The young man opened his mouth, as if realizing something, and then knelt down, kowtowing to Zheng Fan.

It wasn’t his bad luck today that led him to be discovered by Zheng Fan;

Instead,

He was the one chosen by Zheng Fan.

"Take her out of Xiayong City," Zheng Fan pointed to the princess behind him and said.

"I..."

Zheng Fan took out a piece of gold from his bosom. Yes, a piece of gold, not molded into an ingot, and placed it directly in front of the young man.

"I am not someone who likes to discuss dreams with others, nor do I enjoy others telling me about dreams. What I prefer is being insulted by money. freёwebnovel.com

I hope you feel the same."

"Yes, I understand."

The young man grasped the gold piece and held it in his hand.

"When should we leave the city, sir?"

"You can leave shortly."

Zheng Fan stood up,

Xiong Liqing came forward, trying to brush the grass off Zheng Fan’s trousers, but Zheng Fan grabbed her hand to stop her.

"You’ll soon be free," Zheng Fan said.

Xiong Liqing gave a bitter smile: "I thought I would be arranged a better way out, maybe in a ruined temple, maybe after a few more died. I don’t like this outfit."

"Not many do."

"I like the pants Mr. Feng wears, the kind with little holes in them. Mr. Feng said you liked them a lot. I thought I might wear one for you too someday."

"Perhaps your dream will come true soon, turning me into one full of little holes."

Xiong Liqing laughed and said, "Could I take that to mean you’re afraid?"

"A bit, but I find it quite amusing." Zheng Fan said, "Actually, I hadn’t meant for you and Siniang to be together."

"Indeed, even if I stay by your side in the future, I won’t be able to do much," Xiong Liqing nodded.

Because being a woman, she understands women better.

"Safe travels, see you during the Lantern Festival."

Xiong Liqing rested her forehead against Zheng Fan’s chest, her hands caressing his chest, and said, "Wait for me."

Then,

The young man left with Xiong Liqing.

Zheng Fan stood there as a carriage slowly approached; sitting in it was Fan Zhengwen.

Driving it was Weng Canghai.

Zheng Fan climbed onto the carriage, Fan Zhengwen smiled and said, "Are you feeling reluctant?"

"No, it should be you, Brother Fan, who is reluctant."

"I feel like I’ve already profited."

"That’s good."

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The next day,

Qu Peiluo, the eldest son of the Qu Clan, leads three thousand elite private soldiers into Xiayong City, directly into the Fan Mansion.