Chapter 293

"Roar!" Feng Shuchen, who roared, obviously misunderstood Zhao Sheng's idea at this time.

But it's no wonder. After all, Zhao Sheng used a less plausible reason to support his two men, and then there was still no one in the Qin family residence at this time.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Sheng, who made Feng Shuchen miss him, sat down in the chair beside him.

"Let me ask you a question. Do you have any plans for the future?" Zhao Sheng called out from the previous set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the demon refining pot.

"Roar?" seeing Zhao Sheng's follow-up reaction, Feng Shuchen realized that he was thinking more. He was a little relieved. At the same time, he seemed a little disappointed.

Feng Shuchen was willing to accept those things for some reasons.

Now? If Zhao Sheng wants to do something to her, she can't resist. Her reaction just now is just some subconscious resistance. After all, she knows her own situation... She knows it very well.

"If you want to follow me back to the Daoqing gate again, there's absolutely no problem. I'm already in the cultivation of Yuanying territory. When I go back, I can immediately become an inner disciple. At that time, your identity problem will be solved." Zhao Sheng looked at Feng shuchenleng and didn't think too much, so he said.

"Roar... Roar!" Feng Shuchen, who had just heard Zhao Sheng's statement, nodded almost subconsciously. Unfortunately, he soon shook his head like a rattle.

"Write your thoughts out. As long as you write them out, I will try to do it." Zhao Sheng looked at Feng Shuchen with determination, but his inner situation was somewhat different from that shown in his eyes.

"I don't know." four uncomplicated words fell on the paper.

After sipping his mouth, Zhao Sheng just thought a little and decided to say what he thought.

"I have an idea. You can refer to it, but in the end, how to choose depends on you. No matter how you choose, I will respect your choice." Zhao Sheng felt that his voice was dry, and he always had a feeling that he couldn't say what he was going to say.

Feng Shuchen, who may have realized something, obviously contracted his pupils, and finally nodded obediently.

"The position of Feihuang city in the boundless Dynasty is very important, but the three families in charge of Feihuang city no longer exist." he spoke slowly. Zhao Sheng had made a good plan before, but now he wants to make a little change.

"And it's only a few days. The residents of Feihuang city may feel some abnormalities, but they must not know that the three families have been destroyed."

"So... I asked the seven slaves to return to Feihuang city this time. The main purpose is to quickly fake the appearance that the three families still exist."

Feng Shuchen, who listened carefully to Zhao Sheng's explanation, first lowered his head a little, as if he really avoided Zhao Sheng's eyes. Seeing this, Zhao Sheng quickly stopped what he had just begun to say.

"I see. Just tell me what to do. I have no problem." Feng Shuchen raised his head again and wrote these words on the paper.

Obviously, Feng Shuchen had expected what Zhao Sheng would say next, but she still wanted to hear what she needed to do from Zhao Sheng. Nothing else, just to be able to listen to Zhao Sheng say a few words to her alone, that's all.

"Well," he said thoughtfully, "next, I will find the wealth accumulated by Yunze's family, and then I will disperse those slaves and arrange them into three families, and use the money to quickly attract some people."

"I will teach them some simple changes of appearance, and at least be able to pretend to be some people. And you should control your wealth well." Zhao Sheng tried to explain things to Feng Shuchen in the simplest words.

In FEIHUANG City, a place with highly developed commerce, as long as there is wealth, we can have strength. When Zhao Sheng obtains the wealth accumulated by the cloud family, Zhao Sheng believes that the seven people who have been slaves in the cloud family for many years are also capable of doing this.

"Me?" the words and punctuation on the paper reveal Feng Shuchen's extreme self-confidence at this time.

"Yes, it's you." looking at Feng Shuchen's eyes, Zhao Sheng affirmed without hesitation.

Zhao Sheng and Feng Shuchen understand the principle of fickle people. But even though people's hearts are fickle, Zhao Sheng is more willing to believe Feng Shuchen who has done many stupid things than the other seven slaves.

What they are about to do is to establish a new order under the eyes of the city master's office of Feihuang city.

It's hard, but even if it's hard, I'm afraid countless people will flock to the position of controlling wealth.

The reason is very simple. People die for money and birds die for food. If you want to pretend that nothing has happened to the three families, you must first control a lot of wealth. This alone is enough for countless people to be crazy.

"I can't do it well." some hesitant wrote these words on the paper. Feng Shuchen bowed his head like a child who did something wrong.

This was almost a subconscious retreat, but it didn't surprise Zhao Sheng at all.

Standing up from the chair, Zhao Sheng gently stroked Feng Shuchen's face, and then gently raised it.

"Only you can do this well. Your experience is much richer than ordinary people. You should know how much money the three largest families in Feihuang city can earn just by relying on their names."

"I know, but..." he gently broke away from Zhao Sheng's hands. Feng Shuchen scratched on the paper with a brush and wrote very seriously.

But when she had just finished writing the two characters, her right hand was suddenly held by Zhao Sheng.

"I'm not asking if you can do it, but if you're willing to do it. As long as you're willing to do it, everything in Feihuang city will be up to you in the future. If you're not willing to do it, I'll take you back to daoqingmen together after arranging the things here." after that, Zhao Shengcai slowly let go of Feng Shuchen's right hand.

In Zhao Sheng's heart, he wanted Feng Shuchen to take over the matter. Because although this is emotionally, it will make people feel that Zhao Sheng is too cold-blooded and ruthless. But intellectually speaking, it would be the most correct decision to let Feng Shuchen stay in Feihuang city.

Silence, silence. In the room where Zhao Sheng and Feng Shuchen are located, except for their slight breathing sound, there is even only the faint sound made by the dirty beating of their chest centers.

After half a cup of tea, Feng Shuchen wrote on the paper again with a pen: "I'm willing to do it."