He finally understood this person's motive. Although they had the same goal, he had never thought of giving him a way out.
"Feng Yancheng! You despicable person!"
Feng Yancheng approached him step by step. "You kidnapped my son and scolded me? Just wait for the court to sentence you to death!"
Meng Xiu was a hooligan to begin with, so he took two steps back in fear. "You..."
"Be careful!" Third Master Feng shouted, but it was too late. Meng Xiu had accidentally stepped on the lighter that Feng Yulin had thrown at him, and he slipped and fell down the stairs.
At the end of the stairs was the edge of the tall building. If Feng Yancheng had helped him, he might have been fine.
However, Feng Yancheng just stood where he was and watched him roll down without moving.
Feng Yulin looked at his broken clothes and frowned. Fortunately, there were no wounds, or else he wouldn't have been able to soak in the hot spring.
He buttoned up his suit and turned to look at Qi Ye and Qi An. "You two have failed in your duty. Go back and receive your punishment."
The two of them knew what their master meant. If they had not let Feng Yancheng get close to Meng Xiu just now, he would not have died.
"Let's go." Feng Yulin looked at Feng Ze, who was carried away by the doctor. His eyes moved slightly and he lifted his leg to leave.
His suit was stained with some dust. People only saw him leave with a straight figure, but they did not know that his shirt was torn by the sharp ground.
Yue Chan rubbed his chin. Feng Yulin's skills seemed familiar.
"Boss, what should we do now?" Li Qiang looked at Meng Xiu, who had already fallen, and scratched his head.
"Go find Ling Jue and ask him to attend the Little Princess' birthday party," Yue Chan said indifferently. He turned around and was about to leave. He touched his wallet and said, "F*ck! Feng Yulin! Give me back my cigarettes!"
He quickly chased after him and saw that Feng Yulin's car had already disappeared at the corner of the street.
Yue Chan looked angrily at the street where Feng Yulin was no longer there. "F*ck, you're so rich and you still want to scam me for a pack of cigarettes."
"Boss..."
"Go buy me a pack of cigarettes."
"Boss, I haven't been paid yet."
"..."
Yue Chan touched his wallet and took out ten yuan. "Go buy me a pack of Flowers."
"...Boss, Flowers cost 150 yuan."
"Who dares to sell cigarettes for 150 yuan? The price is the same across the country! There are no cigarettes that cost more than 100 yuan!"
Li Qiang curled his lips. "Then even if you give me ten yuan, it won't be enough."
"...Alright, I'll give you the remaining 50 yuan as your errand fee."
"...Boss, you have so much savings. Why are you so stingy?"
"Even if you have money, you'll run out eventually, so you have to save it."
"..."
"..."
Ling Jue only came out of the Internet cafe after Feng Yulin was done with everything. She cleaned up all the traces on her computer and drove the tour bus back to the island.
"Lord Jue, are you happy?" Tang Yuan squatted on her shoulder. Lord Jue was probably the only one driving the tour bus from the bridge.
No one dared to stop her. After all, she was the one who came with the boss.
"Yes."
"Because you helped the handsome young man?"
"Yes."
Tang Yuan frowned. "Lord Jue, are you in love with the handsome young man? However, his family seems to be in a lot of trouble. Tang Yuan did some research on the Feng family and found that their network was very complicated. The handsome young man was the most hated existence in the Feng family. If you were with him, you might be captured like today."
Ling Jue curled her lips. "I'm not afraid. Don't you think it's interesting?"