The next day, Wanjuanzhai.

"Master, Master, I found the Master, I found the Master!"

A servant from the mansion hurried to Wanjuanzhai, and another servant behind him was walking in with the shaking Sang Hailou.

At this time, in Wanjuanzhai, Sang Wuyin was discussing matters with his disciples with serious expressions.

The west courtyard was burned clean and the warehouse was looted, which made Sang Wuyin, who was in a good mood, look as if she was blue. She called several disciples to Wanjuanzhai early in the morning.

As soon as Sang Hailou entered the house, a smell of wine suddenly spread out in the attic.

Sang Wuyin's anger spread along with the smell of alcohol.

"Boss, wake him up!"

He looked at the eldest disciple Xie Mingxuan beside him with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that the teacher's face looked so ugly, Xie Mingxuan did not dare to neglect it. A "Shuofeng Talisman" slapped Sang Hailou's flushed face.

"That bastard uses ice water to water me!"

A cold wind in the cold winter directly woke up the drowsy Sang Hailou, and he screamed with trembling all over.

"It was you who I asked me to water!"

Sang Wuyin's face turned ashen.

"father……"

This sound seemed to be more effective than the "Shuofeng Talisman". Sang Hailou, whose face was ashes, stood there without saying a word, not daring to breathe.

"Say, where did you go last night."

Sang Wuyin tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

"I, I don't know..."

Sang Hailou scratched his head.

In fact, he didn't lie. Last night, he had no memory in his mind since he was controlled by Li Yunsheng's spiritual consciousness.

"Where did you find him?"

Sang Wuyin looked at the servant who came in from Fusang Hailou with expressionless face.

"Feng, Fengmingyuan."

The servant looked at Sang Wuyin and stuttered.

This Fengmingyuan is a famous brothel in Yunjing City. After Li Yunsheng asked Sang Wuyin to take him to the warehouse yesterday, in order not to leave any clues for Sang Wuyin, he asked him to find a place to drink by himself. Unexpectedly, Sang Hailou went to the brothel directly, which was indeed a rare talent.

"You, you..."

"Bang!"

When Sang Hailou heard this, he was about to refute, but Sang Wuyin threw Sang Hailou into the face.

"You trash! You can't do this little thing well, you just know how to go and spend money!"

Sang Wuyin pointed at Sang Hailou's nose and cursed.

At this time, he had no longer the demeanor he had when he came out yesterday, and his appearance was no different from his father who was so angry that he was invincible in the world.

"Dad, you're wrong about me. I did it properly when you told me what I did. Those rural guys had long been burned to ashes by me."

Sang Hailou got up and said with great grievance.

Although he didn't remember how he went to Fengmingyuan, he remembered it clearly about burning those rural bullies to death.

"Oh……"

Sang Wuyin sneered.

"Just just to kill those four wastes, you burned the entire West Courtyard?"

Seeing that Sang Hailou dared to refute, he was immediately furious.

"Burning the entire west courtyard?"

Sang Hailou was confused, and he understood that he had been in Fengmingyuan. After all, he had been in the mountains for half a month and could do such a thing, but how could it burn the entire West Courtyard?

"Teacher calms down, it seems that I really don't remember what happened last night."

Xie Mingxuan, who was standing by, knew that he would not say anything to dissuade him, and his teacher would probably be able to seriously injure his junior brother.

So he told Sang Hailou in detail about the fire in the west courtyard last night and the stolen warehouse.

After hearing Xie Mingxuan's description, Sang Hailou felt a chill in his heart and he knelt down and said:

"Dad, my child has been holding it in the mountains for a long time and is confused for a while. I can't blame me for this. I just asked them to burn those houses. Who knows that these idiots can't do anything well..."

Sang Hailou argued with a grievance.

"you!……"

"Wuyin, this is indeed not completely blamed Hailou."

Ma Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

This Ma Yu was Sang Wuyin's teacher, and only he could persuade Sang Wuyin to stay.

"Teacher, this rebellious son is spoiled by you. If I don't clean up him, I may cause us any trouble in the future."

Sang Wuyin continued to point at Sang Hailou and cursed, but his tone eased a lot.

"I went to see it before I came. The fire in the West Court was indeed caused by those servants who accidentally controlled the talismans. This really cannot be counted on him."

Ma Yu's tone was calm and authentic.

"Yes, dad, I clearly arranged it before I left, but who knew that these people couldn't even control a few torch talismans."

Sang Hailou, who was beside him, immediately gave him a grateful look.

"Shut up!"

Sang Wuyin gave his son a blank look, then turned to look at Xie Mingxuan and said:

"Have you counted the losses in the warehouse?"

"We have counted it, and only some low-level talismans and a batch of spirit stones have been lost. We have transferred this warehouse once before you enter Wanjuanzhai. The high-level talismans and magic weapons and elixirs have been transferred to the new warehouse."

Xie Mingxuan took out a booklet and handed it to Sang Wuyin.

"This thief is so hungry that he will not even let go of the first-grade ink talisman."

Sang Wuyin looked at the booklet, feeling a little amused and crying.

"I'm just a little thief who took advantage of the fire. The location of that warehouse is not difficult to find. Many servants in the mansion know that it was just that he was installed in the West Courtyard and everyone went to put out the fire."

Xie Mingxuan explained.

"So, is it a thief?"

Sang Wuyin looked at Sang Hailou coldly.

"Dad, don't be wronged by me. What do I want these low-level talismans to do? I don't lack spiritual stones. And you also said that I was drinking in Fengmingyuan last night."

Sang Hailou quickly explained.

"You dare to bring Fengmingyuan!"

"Unbound!"

Sang Wuyin raised his hand and was about to slap Sang Hailou, but he was still stopped by Ma Yu.

"Hailou is here too. Who hasn't been in a prime time? You've been there at all when you were young!"

Ma Yu was indeed a little spoiled with Sang Hailou. When he saw that Sang Wuyin was going to take action, he immediately became a little dissatisfied.

"Can he compete with me? Teacher, you can't protect him like this anymore!"

Sang Wuyin was a little helpless.

"You have settled down and practiced well after you became a bride. I think it's time for Hailou to find a marriage."

Ma Yu continued.

"When is it that Sang Bulun dies in a mess? Who can care about his marriage? Teacher, aren't you making a fool of yourself?"

Sang Wuyin was a little confused.

"What if I say, let Hailou marry Sang Xiaoman, the girl from the Sang family? Is this still a mess?"
Chapter completed!