Xu Jiajun could only nod, saying nothing, and waited obediently by the side.
However, Dong Haifeng disagreed and urgently said to Xu Jiajun.
What were they talking about, about going to jail or not, what did that have to do with me!
"Xu Jiajun, I hired you with so much money not for you to watch, damn it, quickly cripple him for me. As long as you cripple him, I'll give you ten million and you can go anywhere you want!"
Dong Haifeng roared in a hurry, his eyes showing anger, clearly he really wanted Ye Longlin to die for this matter!
Xu Jiajun sneered, glanced at him dismissively, and chuckled, "His father is a Three-Star General. If you think you have the ability, be my guest."
Dong Haifeng: "......"
The roaring Dong Haifeng instantly fell silent, his arrogant demeanor vanishing completely under this sentence!
He even looked at Dong Haifeng in disbelief, shock appearing in his eyes, completely not expecting the other party to have such a background!
Couldn't tell at all!
"You... you..."
Now it was Dong Haifeng's turn to stutter, his eyes wide.
"Can you take him away?"
Ye Longlin looked at Xu Jiajun and asked.
Xu Jiajun nodded, grabbed his boss by the neck, and threw him out, while he stood not far away, waiting.
A sword is the blade of the heart, it can kill, it can protect, killing and protecting are but a thought apart.
Swordsmen all have a common trait, which is being too straightforward.
It's a good thing, and it's also a bad thing.
"Now, finally, no one will disturb us!"
......
During the time Mu Hanqi was here, Ye Longlin had been accompanying her, taking her to visit almost every place worth seeing in Qing City.
Yuan Gang complained more than once that accompanying a girl was even more tiring than fighting a war.
Ye Longlin felt the same, especially when shopping. After a whole day, they still had plenty of energy, but they were already exhausted.
They were even good soldiers, the elite of the elite, yet they couldn't handle a day of shopping!
Of course, during these five days, the relationship between the two quickly heated up, directly rising to the stage of passionate love.
As of today, Mu Hanqi was ready to return to Jinling.
"How is the handling of the war criminals in Qing City?"
Ye Longlin asked.
Yuan Gang took out his phone, glanced at it, and immediately showed surprise. "The Dragon Pavilion soldiers handled it very quickly, it's already done, and they are now arresting the last one."
Ye Longlin nodded slightly. Just then, Mu Hanqi came downstairs, her belongings packed and placed in the trunk.
"Wood, I'm going home, don't miss me too much."
Mu Hanqi looked at Ye Longlin with red eyes, couldn't help but hug him directly, her arms wrapped around his neck, her eyes full of reluctance.
The sorrow of parting.
She looked back at Ye Longlin step by step, and just as she got into the car and closed the door, Ye Longlin suddenly grabbed the car door, turned around, got back in, and closed the door.
"I'll personally escort you back to Jinling."
"Yuan Gang, drive!"
......
Jinling.
This ancient capital of six dynasties had become tense after receiving news from the capital a while ago.
That was not ordinary military affairs, that was the Dragon Pavilion, the only external violent agency, anyone would be frightened.
Jiangnan Jia Li Di, Jinling Di Wang Zhou, referred to this ancient capital of six dynasties, as well as the representative city of classical and elegant culture, symbolizing the ancient Great Xia civilization.
Jinling and Rome were both called the "Two Major Centers of World Classical Civilization," and Jinling culture has had an extremely profound impact on human history.
Mr. Zhu Xie, after comparing Jinling, Chang'an, Luoyang, and Yanjing, the four ancient capitals, said, "Among these four capitals, the prosperity of literature, the handsomeness of people, the spiritual beauty of mountains and rivers, the grandeur of the atmosphere, and the close connection with the nation's shared hardships and fortunes, Jinling is the most." kuAiδugg
"Send you back to the Murong royal family?"
Upon arriving at this strategically important place, Ye Longlin asked.
Mu Hanqi shook her head. "Send me to Wanfo Temple."
The old monk broke his precepts for her, and he should be chanting Buddhist scriptures at Wanfo Temple now. If anyone found out she had gone out, things would be troublesome.
An hour later, Yuan Gang drove to the foot of Wanfo Temple.
"The old Wanfo Temple wasn't this big. It was all built with money from my grandfather and the municipality. The old monk actually dislikes commercialization, so behind it is a small Buddhist hall, considered a place for pure cultivation. You can go up the mountain directly via this small path."
Mu Hanqi said as she got out of the car, appearing very happy.
Because Ye Longlin had come to Jinling, she would no longer be forced into marriage by her grandfather.
Thinking of this outcome, she was extremely happy!
"I won't go up."
Ye Longlin stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back, squinting at Wanfo Temple.
Mu Hanqi was unhappy, she pouted and hugged Ye Longlin's arm. "No, no, send me up, I'll take you to meet the old monk."
He could clearly feel that there was a strong person in Wanfo Temple not weaker than him, but he also felt a vague sense of decline.
It seemed that the strong person at Wanfo Temple was not long for this world.
Looking at the cooing Mu Hanqi, he helplessly rubbed her head and said to Yuan Gang, "I'll be back soon."
"Hooray! Hehe!"
The two walked up the small path. This path was in the woods and was not easy to walk on, but it was sparsely populated and basically no one appeared on this path, so it was overgrown with thorns.
"Did you come down this path before?"
Ye Longlin frowned and asked.
Mu Hanqi nodded. "Yes, otherwise, could I have come through the main gate? This is the Murong family's territory. If my grandfather reported it, I'd be in trouble."
She said, sticking out her tongue slightly.
Indeed, if the main gate were used, the target would be too large.
At the same time, in the small Buddhist hall.
"Amitabha, what must come has come. Jiming, help your master prepare tea to entertain guests."
In the small Buddhist hall, Jikong opened his eyes and said, his cloudy eyes emitting a glimmer of light.
"Yes, Master."
The young monk Jiming put his palms together.
Behind the small Buddhist hall are the meditation rooms. In the center of the meditation room courtyard, a towering tree rose from the ground. This tree was also two to three hundred years old and had witnessed the rise and fall of Wanfo Temple.
And at this moment, Jiming was sitting under the tree. A tea table was placed in front of him, and he was arranging the tea.
"Old monk, old monk, I brought my boyfriend back!"
Suddenly, a clear voice rang out.
Jikong smiled helplessly, and at this moment, Mu Hanqi had already pulled Ye Longlin to Jikong's side.
Jikong quickly got up and performed a grand salute: "Abbot of Wanfo Temple, paying respects to the Heavenly King."