Strongest Wastrel

C522 A Clear Stream



C522 A Clear Stream

0After Faang Dao left, the crowd burst into an uproar. Even if the prison guards were present, they would not be able to make any noise.    

    

Everyone's eyes were filled with unprecedented reverence. Even Fu Xiao who was watching on the side could not do anything as he shouted in unison.    

    

"Master Bai!"    

    

During this, Ji Gao shouted with all his might. He really wanted to run over and hug his leg.    

    

I slightly raised my hand and pressed it downwards. The entire audience was silent and no one dared to ignore me.    

    

Turning to the side, I looked towards Fu Xiao. He also looked towards me from afar. They looked at each other. His lips curled into a meaningful smile as he nodded at me. He didn't mind that I overshadowed his limelight.    

    

I waved my sleeves and turned around, leaving without a trace of clouds in my wake.    

    

"..."    

    

At night, I pretended to have diarrhea, looking for a chance to go to the toilet, the mobile phone found the signal, then text messages vibrated.    

    

I undid the lock and looked up.    

    

"Chu Wenyang has already promised to help, but he is very unwilling. I will help you remind him from time to time, so that he won't be stingy in the middle."    

    

Looking at this message, the anxiety in my heart had finally calmed down. I thought to myself that since Chu Wenyang had made his move, then the Southern Continent would have already become a foregone conclusion. The ten-day time limit was more than enough, no matter how Lee Qinghao obstructs or how Heaven Sect stubbornly resists, it would still be difficult to reverse the situation.    

    

Thus, I quickly edited and replied, "I got it. If there's a situation, remember to tell me in time. Do not casually reveal your whereabouts, it's best if you tell it to Yu Qin orally. Then ask him to send it to me. Ning Hsing, you don't have to wait for a reply."    

    

When it was done, I squatted in the bathroom and took the opportunity to surf the internet. I secretly rejoiced in my heart, because the treatment of using my cell phone to surf the internet was unprecedented.    

    

On Weibo, the incident about me gradually floated down to the surface and became calm.    

    

However, in the official investigation notice, the people below were all scolding me. Every second, there were people scolding me. Even my ancestors were being greeted.    

    

Turning to his Weibo interface, he saw that the number of fans had reached an astonishing 15 million!    

    

There were a lot of people who paid attention to me. Even the big name of the entertainment industry, movies and television, also had a lot of people who paid attention to me.    

    

There were even a few who went out of their way to support me, so the number of people who forwarded it was huge.    

    

Especially the last post I posted on Weibo, the comments reached a terrifying 400 thousand!    

    

In the end, I clicked it and my face turned black. It was all because of Father and Mother …    

    

"You still want to come out? "If you go in, you won't be able to come out."    

    

"What Brother Shenhao? His money is definitely unknown."    

    

"Also announcing assets? None of them are clean. If you dare to announce your assets, I'll be living on the live broadcast! "    

    

These comments made me burn with anger. The corner of my mouth twitched as I thought to myself, "This Spitfire's offensive power is truly astonishing. He really can spit it out too much. It can be said that there is no blind spot at 360 degrees."    

    

Helpless, I turned off my Weibo. I wanted to wait for my father to wash clean, announce my assets, and scare the hell out of you all. I'd like to see what rank I can get on the Forbes Rich List!    

    

"..."    

    

The following days went by in an exceptionally relaxed manner. Faang Dao was confined within the cell, his limbs were shackled, and there were very few opportunities for him to come out.    

    

As for Fu Xiao, I would charge his phone from time to time. Every time I went there, I would delete the text message completely without leaving any trace.    

    

As for the situation with the Metal River, through short messages, I found out that the situation was turning out well. In just a short span of nine days, I had completely crushed the other party's Heaven Sect with an unprecedented level of power, and almost forced them to collapse.    

    

However, under Faang Ruolan's perseverance, they actually endured until the ninth day, even though they only had a bit of their Heaven Sect left.    

    

On the ninth night, I was unable to sleep at all. Even though I knew that Metal River was bound to win, I still could not suppress my nervousness.    

    

Until the morning of the tenth day, before I could ask about the situation, my cell phone unexpectedly broke down and I was unable to turn it on.    

    

I went to Fu Xiao and asked him if he had a solution. He shook his head and said: "Crown Prince Lee, do you really think I am omnipotent? "I'm not a phone repair worker, so what if it's bad, there's no need to return it to me."    

    

I was too distracted to do anything about it. The feeling of being unable to communicate with the outside world began again.    

    

The rest of the time, Ma Hwa didn't come again. I couldn't even find anyone to ask, which made me more and more frustrated. My mind was filled with the matters of Metal River, and not a single day had I been able to sleep well.    

    

Struggling up from the bed, depression, emptiness, loneliness, and frustration filled my heart. I couldn't help but scold: "I finally understand Fu Xiao's feelings, it's been ten years … How the hell did he manage to get through it? "    

    

This question could not be answered accurately. The only explanation was that Fu Xiao had an extraordinary personality and could only endure ten years of imprisonment or being innocent.    

    

I couldn't help but to admire Fu Xiao myself as I muttered, "It seems that Fu Xiao is not just for show."    

    

After saying that, I immediately fell asleep.    

    

When I woke up, it was already noon of the second day. I muddle-headedly walked to the cafeteria to eat. I dispiritedly grabbed my chopsticks and tilted my head to look at the sky outside the window.    

    

At this time, Fu Xiao sat across from me with one hand on his cheek and smiled. You want to go out? "    

    

"What do you think?" I turned around and looked at Fu Xiao.    

    

Fu Xiao grinned and said, "You can't hold yourself back in these few days?"    

    

"Tell me how you endured it?" I asked.    

    

"One must suffer through hardship, one must have something worth holding on to. Or obsession must be something that is worthy of you becoming strong. Otherwise, you will completely fall and collapse." Fu Xiao reached out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat.    

    

I was a little curious, so I asked again: "Then, what kind of obsession could support you for ten years?"    

    

"The world." Fu Xiao suddenly let out a cold light.    

    

The world? I couldn't understand what he was saying.    

    

Seemingly sensing my doubt, Fu Xiao retracted his weird expression and said with a smile, "My world is not your world. Different planes and understanding are also different."    

    

"Dare I ask, what is Master Fu's world?" I asked for the third time, feeling that in front of Fu Xiao, I could only ask.    

0

    

Master Fu narrowed his eyes and put the chopsticks on the tableware. He then got up and pulled on his clothes, "My world is a clear stream that flows to the bottom."    

    

Master Fu didn't even finish his meal before he turned around and left.    

    

I really don't understand, why is the world Master Fu talked about a small stream? No matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't wrap his head around it.    

    

It wasn't until a long time later that I finally understood the true meaning of this clear stream. Fu Xiao's fearless attitude was something even I admired from the bottom of my heart.    

    

Three days later, Ma Hwa finally appeared. The first sentence he said was: "Comrade Li, after my efforts, we have reached an agreement with the higher-ups. We can release you in advance. How about it? Do you want to thank me? "    

    

"..."    

    

Author's Note: For 18200 Crown of Kings s and more, I've finally gotten out of prison. Alright, this time, I'll put on a big show! Treading on the Sky Song, Ascension!    

    


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