My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1132 So It’s A Plot (2)

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Master Fanming's pupils suddenly constricted and a hint of fear flashed through his eyes. His voice subconsciously became sharp. "That… That was an accident. I didn't want to either. At most, I'll return all the money to you!"

As he spoke, Master Fanming took out a check and put it on the coffee table, wanting to get up and leave.

However, as soon as he got up, a sharp sword pierced through his chest.

"You… You…!

Bright red blood flowed out of the corner of Master Fanming's mouth, and his widened eyes were full of disbelief.

Bang!

The man in black drew his long sword mercilessly. Master Fanming fell to the ground with a bang and died with remaining grievances.

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"Hmph! Trash!"

The man in black cursed with a sullen face.

After asking someone to deal with Master Fanming's corpse, he quickly left the small courtyard.

The man in black was very cautious. He walked around a few times and seemed to confirm that no one was following him before quietly entering the backyard of the Yu family's auction house.

On the other side, the young man who left the sea sadly, had already returned home.

After the young man returned home, he didn't return to his courtyard immediately. Instead, he went to his brother's courtyard next door.

Looking at the handsome man sitting under the shade of the tree, the young man felt extremely depressed.

"Second Master."

The maidservant in charge of taking care of the eldest young master of the Yan family bowed respectfully to the young man.

"You can leave first. I want to talk to my brother alone." Yan Yunze said to the maid.

Hearing that, the maid bowed to Yan Yunze again and quickly left the courtyard.

"Brother."

Yan Yunze sat down next to the handsome man and looked guilty. "Brother, I'm sorry. I originally thought that person was a spark of hope, but I didn't expect him to be a fraud. I've disappointed you."

The handsome man, who was also the eldest young master of the Yan family, Yan Yunfei, seemed to have heard what his brother said. He didn't move and looked ahead in a daze.

In this year, Yan Yunze was already used to not getting a response. He continued to say to himself, "Brother, don't worry. I'll definitely find someone who can treat you. You shouldn't give up either. Father, Mother, and I are waiting for you to get better. We believe that you'll get better too."

Yan Yunze talked to his brother as usual until the head of the Yan family walked into the courtyard.

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"Father." Yan Yunze saw his father enter and quickly called out.

Master Yan nodded and looked at his eldest son, who was still in a daze, feeling very upset.

"Little Ze, didn't you say you were going to find a powerful person? Have you found him?" Master Yan sat down on the other side of his eldest son and asked his second son gently.

At the mention of this, Yan Yunze's eyes darkened again. "That person is a fraud. He happened to be exposed today."

Hearing that, Master Yan's eyes flickered. "Little Ze, didn't you notice that all of this was too deliberate?"

Yan Yunze was confused. "Deliberately? Father, do you mean…?"

"Think about it carefully. How did you know about the existence of that extraordinary person in the beginning?" Master Yan reminded him.

Even though Yan Yunze didn't like to think, his father had already said so much, so he naturally noticed a problem.

At first, he learned about Master Fanming when he went to a restaurant with a classmate.

The next day, he learned about Master Fanming from a passerby.

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