met free Chapter 202 Setting up a trap
Chapter 202 Setting up a trap
Chapter 202
However, when he arrived at Yang Wei's martial arts gym, he found that Yang Wei was not there. He was greeted by the one-legged Yang Yong again, who was now using a cane, which made his movements much more convenient than before.
During Yang Wei's absence, Yang Yong temporarily took over the management of the Yang Wei Martial Arts School. Although the school primarily served Luo Shuiyao, it also accepted some private work, albeit very few. However, the staffing arrangements and daily food and accommodation still had to be taken care of by someone.
As soon as he explained his purpose, Yang Yong immediately sent for Yang Wei. Zhuangzi then walked out and took in the almost completely transformed Yang Wei Martial Arts School. He had been pressed for time the last time he'd been there, so he hadn't taken a closer look. Now, the changes were astonishing: the rooms were tidy and tidy, with no trace of previous damage. In the kitchen, the food and rice were perfectly prepared, and everyone was no longer as dark and thin as before, with some flesh on their cheeks.
Seeing Zhuangzi arrive and hearing that Luo Shuiyao had sent him on a mission, everyone urged him to return and express his gratitude to Luo Shuiyao, to which Zhuangzi agreed. He then engaged in a lively conversation with the others: "You haven't seen how well-built and neatly maintained those houses are! The young lady has said that every household will receive a house based on their contributions. Tell me, hearing that, how can we not be motivated?"
Everyone opened their mouths wide, listening intently and joining in with great cooperation. Just as they were talking excitedly and full of energy, Yang Wei returned.
But Yang Wei didn't interrupt immediately. As one of the responsible persons, he usually helped with many of the house repair matters, so he was well aware of the situation and didn't look as surprised as the others. Only after listening to Zhuangzi's words did he laugh and scold, "Alright, didn't the young lady say she had something to tell you? You still have the time to brag here? Come on."
Zhuangzi saw Yang Wei's scolding, but he wasn't afraid. He waved goodbye to everyone, then approached Yang Wei with a playful smile, muttering, "I'm going to tell everyone something to give them hope. Look at you, you don't know how to give people hope at all."
Yang Wei smiled and raised his hand, slapping Zhuangzi on the back of the head lightly. He feigned anger and said, "Where did you learn this new word? You're here to lecture me, your brother."
Zhuangzi didn't seem annoyed. He scratched his head, smiling, and replied with an ingratiating smile, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I've always been respectful to you, so how could I dare to lecture you? As for these words... naturally, I learned them from the young lady."
Seeing him being so flattering, Yang Wei was not really annoyed with him. He took the opportunity to extend the hand that had just patted him and put it on his shoulder. The two of them walked into the house side by side, looking like good brothers.
After the two entered the house, Yang Wei withdrew his arm from Zhuangzi's shoulder and carefully closed the doors and windows to block out any outside noise. He then turned to Zhuangzi with a questioning look and asked, "Miss sent you here today, do you have any other instructions?"
The young lady gave me a few bottles of medicine and a letter, just like last time. As he spoke, he quickly took something out of his pocket and handed it to Yang Wei, saying, "I don't know anything else. You can read the letter yourself."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wei remembered what the young lady had asked him to do, and he understood what was going on. He took the medicine bottle and placed it on the table, then opened the letter and examined it carefully. After a moment, he said, "Okay, I understand. Go back and tell the young lady that I will definitely take care of this matter, and I will be extremely careful. Don't let her worry."
Zhuangzi didn't ask any more questions, but simply nodded and gestured for Yang Wei to put the medicine bottle away. After Yang Wei destroyed the letter, he put the medicine bottle in his arms. Then he looked at Zhuangzi and asked, "Is there anything going on at the villa? If not, why not rest here today and return after dark?"
Zhuangzi shook his head and said, "No. You have something to do, right? I won't bother you anymore. The villa is short of staff these days. I will go back to help so that the young lady doesn't have to work so hard." As he said that, he clasped his fists and bowed solemnly, pushed open the door and turned to leave.
Yang Wei looked at his back and sighed to Yang Yong who was walking towards him, "This kid has only been around for a short time, but he seems to have grown up a lot. He is really a young man to be feared."
Yang Yong followed Yang Wei's gaze and nodded slightly, a look of approval on his face. "Indeed, Zhuangzi is clever and loyal. He will surely become a capable arm of yours in the future. The Villa has been busy lately, and he's been running around with us, so he's gained a lot of experience."
Yang Wei retracted his gaze, sighed lightly, and his eyes were solemn: "Although Zhuangzi is growing rapidly, the burden on our shoulders is also getting heavier. Everything the young lady asked us to do must not be lost. This letter has added a new variable." As he spoke, he subconsciously touched the place where the medicine bottle was placed.
Yang Yong frowned, took two steps forward with his cane, and said solemnly, "But will it endanger our lives?"
Yang Wei laughed and waved his hand to appease him: "Not really, it's just a little troublesome."
Then, Yang Wei patted Yang Yong on the shoulder, his tone gentle and confident, "Don't worry, I can handle this matter. The young lady must have trusted me to handle it before handing it over to me. There will be no danger to her life. I will go and make the arrangements first, and I'll leave this to you."
Although Yang Yong was full of worries, he knew Yang Wei's temper very well. Seeing him so confident, he had no choice but to nod. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he just remained silent, his eyes fixed on Yang Wei's back, watching him turn and leave.
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As the night deepened, Han Feng, clutching a stack of banknotes, looked around nervously. He waited for a long time, but the man still hadn't arrived. He couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could he not be coming? The young master's medicine was running out. If the young master's pain returned, he, the personal servant, would suffer. He could only pray that the man who brought the medicine would arrive quickly.
The moon was at its zenith, but the cold wind still hadn't arrived. His hope gradually faded, leaving only a sense of disappointment. He was debating whether to return and report to the young master when he heard light footsteps behind him. The silence was so intense that he could only hear the subtle movement.
The cold wind shrank his neck, his heart trembling with fear. He turned slowly and stiffly, his body trembling with fear. He muttered to himself: Could it be some kind of demon or monster? Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands subconsciously hugged the banknotes in his arms tighter.
"My dear, I've been waiting here for a long time."
Hearing this sudden sound, Han Feng couldn't help but shiver. When he saw the figure clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, smiled stiffly and bowed, saying, "Not long, not long, I have been waiting here for the hero! My young master ran out of medicine, so he sent me to wait for the hero to get it. Fortunately, the hero arrived in time, otherwise, I really don't know what I would do."