Let's Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1782: Tempest at Fengmanlou (19)

Let's Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1782: Tempest at Fengmanlou (19)

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Chapter 1782: Chapter 1782: Tempest at Fengmanlou (19)

Chuzheng didn’t want to go, but Liu Quchen sent someone specifically to invite her. At this point, if she didn’t go, it wouldn’t just be ungratefulness, it would be provocation.

Right now, Fengman Building can’t afford to offend Shenwu Manor too much. This opportunity is needed to show face, to let people know Fengman Building hasn’t fallen yet.

After being persuaded back and forth by Xi Nan and the Left Protector, Chuzheng finally caved in and reluctantly went out.

"Tower Master, we are about to set off..."

Xi Nan opened the curtain and saw the young man being held in Chuzheng’s arms, feeling all wrong. Why is he here too!

It must be that he opened the curtain incorrectly.

Xi Nan put down the curtain, took a deep breath, and opened it again.

The young man looked at him with black and white eyes, not very friendly.

Xi Nan: "..."

"Let’s go." Xi Nan calmly finished his sentence, then put down the curtain and turned to grab his sister’s wrist: "Why is he here too?"

Xin Yu: "Who?"

"Young Master Man Yue."

Xin Yu earnestly said: "The Tower Master said to bring Young Master Man Yue along, afraid it’s not safe for him to stay inside the building."

Xi Nan: "..."

How is it unsafe!

There are still so many people left in Fengman Building?!

"Xin Yu, do you think... the Tower Master really plans to keep Young Master Man Yue like a husband?"

Xin Yu thought for a moment, then said: "As long as the Tower Master likes it."

Xi Nan: "..."

Xi Nan pinched his sister: "It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t lost the stuff, would the Tower Master have gone out and picked up such a big person? If the Tower Master gets heartbroken in the future, what will you do!"

Xin Yu’s mouth twitched: "Brother, it seems like the Tower Master went to find you."

"If you hadn’t lost the stuff, would the Tower Master have come to find me? The root of the problem is still you!"

"..."

Xi Nan was really worried.

He’s not afraid of anything happening between Chuzheng and Man Yue; he’s just worried if Man Yue walks away without acknowledging them, like the Tower Master’s scumbag dad did, it would greatly hurt the Tower Master.

"Brother, stop overthinking it. The Tower Master is smarter than you."

After stabbing him with that comment, Xin Yu turned and went to help at the back, leaving Xi Nan in the wind.

Is she really his sister?!

How can you talk to your own brother like that?!!

Xi Nan was so angry he wanted to sever their sibling relationship.

-

Chuzheng didn’t bring many people; apart from Xin Yu and Xi Nan, the rest were attendants for Man Yue.

They arrived when the outside of the manor was bustling.

But most people were alone, meeting acquaintances at the door, exchanging a few words before going in.

Those who brought people only brought one or two close aides.

There weren’t many like Chuzheng, bringing so many people....

So when their group got off, they instantly became the focus.

Chuzheng, oblivious, helped Man Yue off the carriage, helped him stand steady, and spoke to him in a low voice.

The young man’s cape was large, with a rim of soft fur, draped below his chin, revealing only an exquisite, fair face.

The people nearby were a bit mesmerized.

What kind of person is this, he’s so good-looking!

Even the so-called number one beauty in the martial world couldn’t compare!

Chuzheng supported the young man as they walked into Shenwu Manor, the young man slightly lowering his head, his fiery red cape swirling gracefully in the chilly wind.

"Who is that?"

"Carrying the Fengman Building sign... are they from Fengman Building?"

"Isn’t Fengman Building run by a little girl?"

Perhaps the young man was exceptionally stunning and with his flamboyant red cape, people instinctively felt the young man was the protagonist.

"Bringing so many people is quite rare..."

"Those who don’t know might think it’s a picnic outing. What is Master Liu thinking, allowing Fengman Building to issue invitations too?"

Regardless of who this young man is, since he carries the Fengman Building sign, he’s from Fengman Building.

To these people, Fengman Building is already in decline and should be kicked out of the martial arts conference.

"Is Feng Hanyuan dead yet?"

"Didn’t he owe a huge debt not long ago? How could he die, that scoundrel has a tough life."

"True..."

"I heard those who went to collect debts from Fengman Building got beaten back. Does that little girl at Fengman Building have someone so skilled by her side?"

"The two protectors at Fengman Building aren’t weak."

"No way, I heard the little girl fought them off herself."

"Hiss..."

The crowd collectively gasped.

After all, they weren’t from Linjiang City, their information came from hearsay.

They weren’t clear about what happened that day, so hearing this was surprising.

Many here thought that with Fengman Building in that girl’s hands, it would soon decline and be washed away into history.

Someone chuckled disdainfully: "Just a few debt collectors, how much skill could they have? Even if she did it, it was just a fluke."

"True."

The whispers incessantly floated over, but Chuzheng acted as if she didn’t hear them, assisting the young man up the steps.

At the entrance stood the beautiful woman Cun Xin, who was beside Liu Quchen.

Cun Xin showed no good face upon seeing Chuzheng, but when she saw Man Yue, a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

Is this the second son of the Man family?

Cun Xin quickly withdrew her gaze, saying to Chuzheng: "Your presence is minimal, yet your manner is substantial."

Many important figures came today, but none brought as many as she did.

Chuzheng calmly asked: "Is there a rule against bringing so many people?"

"..."

There wasn’t.

But everyone arrived alone or with one or two close aides. Who else brought such a crowd, as if it were a princess’s procession?

"Since there isn’t, why can’t I bring them? Do you have a problem with that?"

Cun Xin’s face turned somber but she didn’t retort to Chuzheng. After all, there were many people around, so she raised her voice: "Cun Xin doesn’t dare to object. Guests are welcome, Tower Master Fong, please come in."

Landlord Fong!

This is that brat from Fengman Building!

-

Shenwu Manor was absurdly large, which made sense; otherwise, it couldn’t accommodate so many people.

Chuzheng was initially assigned to a remote courtyard, but she didn’t mind as long as it wasn’t too bad, and the "Good Person Card" could rest.

But before they settled in, someone came over, instructing a change of courtyards.

"No need to switch."

Chuzheng was reluctant to make a fuss.

"But..." the person looked troubled: "The Manor Owner instructed it."

"Just say I won’t switch."

The person hesitated but seeing that Chuzheng was resolute, he returned to report.

While Chuzheng directed people to remake the bed, over there, Liu Quchen was having a stern talk with Cun Xin.

"Cun Xin, I taught you before, never allow personal feelings to interfere with any matter. Do you understand your mistake today?"

Cun Xin lowered her head: "I understand."

Liu Quchen had personally trained Cun Xin, and she usually followed the rules. He didn’t know what went wrong these past two times...

Liu Quchen said: "That young lady is not ordinary. This Fengman Building... might return to its former glory."

"Just her?" Cun Xin blurted out instinctively.

That woman was arrogant and rude, able to bring Fengman Building back to its former glory?

Cun Xin didn’t believe it.

But since the Manor Owner said so...

Liu Quchen calmly replied: "Just wait and see."

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