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Fei Geng didn't say anything. The pair of eyes seemed to be looking at Ink Yan, but they actually went past her and looked at Murong Nan, who was sitting in the second seat.

No one likes traitors. Murong Nan especially didn't like it. However, it was very simple for Murong Nan to show that he didn't like it — he would maintain a thoughtful expression and look at the culprit without blinking. He held the wine cup in one hand, and rubbed the round and smooth cup with his forefinger and ring finger together with his pinky.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was an incomprehensible action, but Fei Geng was able to change the wine cup in Murong Nan's hand into two little beads. You can have one when you're upset, and another when you're killing people. His reputation was limited, allowing him to more rationally control his emotions.

Fei Geng could already guess that Murong Nan was trying his best to restrain the urge to kill, and was waiting for him to express himself, right?

"I, I …" Fei Geng struggled to open his mouth, stammering as he began to take everything into his own hands.

"There is no one else who has instructed us to do all of this!" It's all my fault! "

"If you want to kill me, then kill me!"

The entire venue was still silent.

All the officials present looked at Fei Geng in silence, their eyes full of the intention of watching a play. More than half of them were gloating, waiting to see Fei Geng die from his misfortune; however, there was still a small portion, such as Ink Yan, whose eyes were filled with pity.

After that, Fei Geng heard Ink Yan asking him.

"Fei Geng, how much credibility do you have?"

"Even if you say that you are obsessed with wealth and want to keep the family heirlooms for yourself after seeing them. However, the entry of items into the warehouse must be checked into the storehouse and the storehouse documents, and the exit must also show the imperial edict and storehouse documents, which must have the signatures of three second-grade officials and the seal of the chief storekeeper of the storehouse. "You, Fei Geng, are just a fourth tier official. Where would you find so many powerful officials to help you?"

Fei Geng didn't speak again, and his expression was ugly as he approached the wild ghost.

Murong Nan rubbed his wine cup even more vigorously.

When Molda looked at the feast, he saw that the dancers were no longer provoked and had stopped drinking! Under such a premise, wouldn't it be a deep well ice, for him to play with women and drink wine on his own?

"Cough, cough!"

"49, is that enough?"

Mo Da opened his mouth and directly intervened to "force" Fei Geng's actions.

"Although Lord Fei Geng has committed a crime. But he's a big-time official, and it's the big law that's going to punish him, not you. "

In other words, he was hinting to Mo Yan that she should stop when she was satisfied with what he had done. You know I know what's going on. The rest is up to that old thing, Murong Nan, to be sensible.

Then, as expected, Murong Nan stood up and raised his glass in praise of Molda's respectful behavior. He politely expressed his gratitude for the general's support and prepared a thin gift to express his feelings, hoping that Molda wouldn't mind.

He clapped his hands and brought up a heavy wooden box. A dark, woody surface with a slightly larger and higher head and a smaller and shorter tail. Only the edge of the box was wrapped with a piece of pure gold. The chest was stuck with a piece of pure gold Pi Xiu design, its mouth was wide open with a small lock, symbolizing that it would be promoted to a rich official.

"This is?"

Such a unique design quickly attracted Molda's attention. His upper body slanted forward as he sat, eager to find out what treasure was inside.

At this time, Murong Nan walked up and placed a key made of pure gold in his hand.

"Why don't you open it and see for yourself?"

At this time, Ink Flame was keenly aware of Fei Geng's secret breathing. While everyone was paying attention to the box, they looked at Murong Nan again.

There was nothing between the two of them that could not be exposed! She wouldn't believe it even if she had to chop off Inky's head to kick it like a ball!

However, she still didn't quite understand. What was Murong Nan hinting at?

With a crack, Molda unlocked the small golden lock and officially opened the chest.

Suddenly, an extremely bright white light shot out from the room that was filled with orange light! It shot straight out of the box and hit the powdered ceiling!

Ah!

All the officials present let out a collective cry of ecstasy, staring at the lights and shadows on the ceiling in fascination. He saw that within the light spots that were the size of a goose egg, a wolf had actually appeared. It was as if it was chasing after the bright moon and running with all its might!

Since she teleported to this world, Ink Yan had never seen such a clever thing, she couldn't help but take a glance herself.

However, it was at this moment that Fei Geng, who she was staring at, suddenly ran away! He rammed through the maids, evaded the guards, and started running towards the outside! After hearing that Ling had been knocked over, Mo Yan suddenly came back to her senses and wanted to attack again!

The result!

Swish!

Murong Nan, who had presented the treasure, stood straight at the exit with a strange expression. He had one hand behind his back. The wind hit his thick robe, making it seem as if it was filled with murderous intent.

Fei Geng, who had just escaped for less than three seconds, laid face up on the ground. Even his windpipe was sliced open by the sharp object. Blood spurted out, causing him to survive, but not a single word came out.

Ink Yan screamed in her heart, "This is really a mistake!"

She was actually tricked by Murong Nan into leaving the mountain just for this treasure!