Yang Fei was driving Su Yinxue's Rolls-Royce and turned from the highway into the alley leading to Longyuan Villa.

Suddenly, a figure dashed out in front of him, blocking the Rolls-Royce.

Yang Fei was driving fast, but this guy was even faster, nearly causing an accident.

Yang Fei braked just in time, but the guy held his leg, rolling on the ground and shouting loudly.

"Boss Yang, are you trying to kill me for my money? You almost ran me over!"

Encountering a con artist?

Yang Fei was astonished.

Who in all of Yannan City would dare try this in front of his car?

How did he even know that it was Yang Fei inside the Rolls-Royce?

Yang Fei rolled down the window, planning to interrogate him, but upon seeing the man's face, he couldn't help but curse.

"Damn, it's you? You deserve to be run over."

Lying in front of the Rolls-Royce was a fat man. His big belly shook incessantly with his shouting.

The short hairs on the fat man's head stood up like the quills of a porcupine.

His aura was heavy and majestic, both complete and wholesome.

This guy was an acquaintance of Yang Fei's, the fat man who had borrowed money from him at the Lanting Hotel last time, Cui Xiang.

Cui Xiang slapped his head and continued to lie on the ground groaning.

"Boss Yang, you really should be more careful when driving. If I wasn't so quick, you would have killed me."

Without saying a word, Yang Fei got out of the car, unzipped his pants, and prepared to pee on him.

Cui Xiang was shocked and quickly rolled aside to get up.

With a bitter face, he mumbled.

"It was just a joke, no need to pee on my head."

Yang Fei snorted, "Are you targeting me for your scam?"

"Little do you know, I'm the king of scam."

Cui Xiang had no choice but to plead for mercy.

"Alright, alright, you're tough. We're at your doorstep; aren't you going to invite me in?"

Yang Fei, with a stern face, got back in the car.

"No, I don't befriend poor devils like you."

Cui Xiang chuckled and squeezed into Yang Fei's car.

"I'm a poor devil who clings to you. You have no choice but to be my friend."

Yang Fei, seeing that this guy was sticking to him like glue, sighed helplessly.

"Weren't you going to Zhonghai to find your nephew? Why are you back?"

Cui Xiang sighed as well, a look of helplessness on his face.

"Don't mention it. I didn't find him, but I provoked a scary swordsman who almost killed me."

He said this while lifting the hem of his T-shirt to show Yang Fei his chest.

With just one look, Yang Fei's expression changed drastically.

On Cui Xiang's chest, there was a long knife scar extending from his chest to his lower abdomen.

The wound had already scarred, but looking at the twisted flesh, it was clear that the injury had been severe.

Moreover, there were many spray-like marks around the knife scar.

This indicated that the swordsman who used the knife had already condensed a faint blade gang.

Only blade gang could have such a terrifying killing power.

For some reason, as Yang Fei looked at the sharp knife scar, he suddenly thought of Sword Emperor Miao Yifeng's thunder-striking long knife.

He couldn't help but ask, "Who was it?"

Cui Xiang shook his head, "I don't know."

"But in Zhonghai, I discovered an illegal child trafficking organization."

"Boss Yang, did you know about this?"

Yang Fei was shocked, "Human trafficking?"

"The Southern Thirteen Provinces strictly prohibit this kind of business. Where did you find it?"

Cui Xiang handed Yang Fei a cigarette and shook his head.

"I just discovered a hint of it and was chased across the city by a mysterious swordsman."

"If I wasn't lucky, I'd be dead by now."

Yang Fei immediately saw him in a new light.

Although Cui Xiang had a tendency towards Core Formation, the opponent had already condensed blade gang.

For Cui Xiang to escape from a master of Gangjin was quite remarkable.

As the two talked, Yang Fei started the car and drove into the villa's courtyard.

The electronic gate that scanned license plates silently moved to the sides.

Yang Fei parked the car in the courtyard, and the Tibetan Mastiff, Chunzi, joyfully bounded up.

As soon as Cui Xiang got out of the car, he spotted the immensely powerful Tibetan Mastiff and shivered in fear.

Chunzi also noticed Cui Xiang and started growling lowly.

Only after Yang Fei repeatedly reassured him did Chunzi accept Cui Xiang without baring his teeth.

Lin Xueyi, hearing Chunzi's growl, rushed out.

She already knew Yang Fei was injured, but seeing his shoulder bound in layers of bandages, her eyes reddened.

At the same time, she noticed the chubby Cui Xiang.

She resisted the urge to throw herself into Yang Fei's arms, "And who is this..."

Yang Fei chuckled and performed a little eunuch's bow towards Lin Xueyi.

"Sister Xueyi, blessings and good health, youthful forever, long life as the heavens."

Then he pointed to Cui Xiang, "This is a poor devil friend of mine who was just trying to pull a scam."

Cui Xiang, realizing that this woman was likely the renowned Queen Lin of the Mortal World, smiled sheepishly and introduced himself.

"Nice to meet you, Queen Lin, I'm Cui Xiang."

Lin Xueyi politely nodded to Cui Xiang.

She knew Yang Fei was free-spirited and made friends with anyone, but only a few were close to him.

Bringing Cui Xiang home meant he must be significant.

Just then, Cui Xiang suddenly smiled awkwardly and extended his hand towards Lin Xueyi.

"Queen Lin, could I borrow three yuan?"

Lin Xueyi was stunned and glanced at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei knew Cui Xiang's bad habit and swatted his hand away with a slap.

He explained to Lin Xueyi with a smile, "Ignore him, this guy asks everyone for money. He's just a poor devil."

Lin Xueyi felt a bit embarrassed.

Seeing such a big man asking for money, how could she leave him empty-handed?

Lin Xueyi looked at Cui Xiang and smiled pleasantly.

"We're all friends in the Mortal World, everyone has times when they urgently need money."

"Give me an account later, let me know how much you need, and I'll transfer it."

Cui Xiang was overjoyed and gave Yang Fei a triumphant look, then bowed deeply to Sister Xueyi.

"Thank you, Sister Xueyi."

Yang Fei beat his chest in frustration, "Sister Xueyi, whatever you do, don't give him money."

"This guy is a deadbeat, endlessly borrowing and taking advantage."

Lin Xueyi looked at Cui Xiang's simple and honest face and gave a soft laugh.

"Alright, I have my own arrangements."

Cui Xiang, seeing Lin Xueyi's grace and dignity, was filled with admiration.

He thumbs-upped Lin Xueyi, "Sister Xueyi is truly kind, you have my genuine respect."

The three of them laughed and entered the villa's hall.

The plump Zhang Lifang had just come downstairs and saw Yang Fei.

She saw the bandages on Yang Fei's shoulder, stained with large purple-black patches of blood, and was alarmed.

Zhang Lifang rushed over, "Yang Fei, what happened to you?"

Yang Fei casually brushed it off and introduced Cui Xiang.

Cui Xiang greeted Zhang Lifang and suddenly extended his hand.

"Miss Lifang, I wonder if I could borrow..."

Yang Fei sprang over and covered Cui Xiang's mouth.

Cui Xiang struggled, and the two wrestled.

Lin Xueyi whispered something to Zhang Lifang.

Finding it amusing, Zhang Lifang laughed heartily.

Xiao Xuanya and Su Yinxue weren't back yet, and after everyone sat down, Yang Fei glared at Cui Xiang.

"Spill it, what do you need? Who hurt you?"

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