When they arrived at Sun's mansion, Feng Wuhen could clearly feel that everyone's attitude towards him had changed. When everyone looked at him, they no longer had the contempt and disdain of the past, but Zhu Ning and even worshiped him.

Feng Wuhen deserves these things because he just used his sword and his own ability to fight back.

Feng Wuhen, who returned to Sun's mansion, did not immediately eat meat and drink big cubes because he was going to report to the old man.

The winter has not passed yet, and the most gorgeous blooming during this period is the plum blossoms, so the old man still lives in Wanmeiyuan. Under the guidance of a servant, Feng Wuhen came to Wanmeiyuan along the corridor.

Before I entered the house, I heard the cheerful laughter from the house. It was the old man's laughter. It was obvious that the old man was meeting a special guest - an ordinary guest. Even if the old man would go to see him, he should be in the flower hall or hall, rather than in a private residence.

Someone went in earlier to report.

Feng Wuhen waited for less than half a quarter of an hour, and the laughter and joy in the room disappeared. With a "click", a man retreated from the room and closed the door with his fair, slender and slender hands.

From Feng Wuhen's direction, you can only see the back of the guest, but when you enter the back, you will be able to make a series of episodes appear.

Of course she was a woman. She was wearing a bright red dress, and the clothes were very exquisite and patterned. Whether it was cut or patterned, it was obvious that she was a famous artist and was of great value.

She had a very cold plum blossom on her head, but she was combed in a woman's bun. Generally speaking, only girls wore flowers, but women rarely had such interest. In this regard, that woman was a wonderful person.

The woman closed the door and walked along the corridor under the guidance of the servant, and Feng Wuhen also walked towards the woman under the guidance of another servant.

They walked towards each other and looked at each other for a few moments.

When Feng Wuhen saw the woman's back, he was a little curious about what this woman looked like. This was not because of a lustful heart, but to satisfy people's natural curiosity.

This curiosity was not disappointed.

Even the harshest person has no way to pick a little bit of a woman's appearance. Her facial features are all flawed when separated, but when they are put together, they give people a feeling of indescribable flawlessness, especially a red mole on the corner of her mouth, which makes her look charming. The only pity is that her temperament tends to be vulgar, and she looks like a woman who will always fall under power and wealth.

However, Feng Wuhen could see that this woman was definitely not easily believing in power and wealth. Although her temperament tends to be vulgar, her bright and calm eyes contain an indescribable pride, and she seems to be ready to step on all the world under her feet at any time.

She has a nearly crazy temperament.

The woman was also looking at Feng Wuhen as he looked at her.

The woman has come to Sun's Mansion for a few times and has a good understanding of the rules of Sun's Mansion. Of course, she knows that she is qualified to be summoned in the old man's bedroom, so she is naturally not Yi.

When she saw Feng Wuhen, she instinctively felt a crisis, as if she suddenly saw a tiger appearing in front of her. The sudden feeling made her, who had always been calm and self-control, feel a strong emotional fluctuation. Her originally elegant steps became staggering in an instant, as if she was about to fall down in the next second.

Although it was only a moment, it was unforgettable for her.

The two looked at each other quickly, then passed by, no one stopped or looked back, but they had already recorded the other party.

Feng Wuhen stopped at the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the knock on the door fell, the old man's voice rang out.

"Please come in."

Feng Wuhen pushed the door open and then quickly closed the door.

The yard is filled with the fragrance of cold plums, and the house is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

The old man never puts flowers in his house because he always believed that flowers should live in nature and did not have to put flowers. He just needed to open the windows and the fragrance of flowers naturally came to his nose.

The windows are now open, so the fragrance of flowers fills the house.

The old man stood in front of the window with a long body, looking at the white snow outside, and one hand stretched out the window to connect the falling snowflakes.

Feng Wuhen stood behind the old man, without saying a word, looking at the old man's back ten feet away.

The old man is not tall, his temperament is not majestic, and he has no murderous aura. Anyone who has seen him can feel his majesty and the indescribable pressure emitted by him. Therefore, no one will underestimate this old man who looks like a rich man who is ordinary and cares about his youth.

Of course, Feng Wuhen would not underestimate this old man who seemed to have no martial arts skills. Until now, Feng Wuhen was not sure whether he could defeat this seemingly ordinary old man.

Not long after, Sun Yubo turned around, but did not ask Feng Wuhen what happened along the way. Instead, he asked Feng Wuhen: "When you came in just now, did you see a woman walking out?"

Feng Wuhen said: "I saw it."

Feng Wuhen's tone was as calm and calm as ever. It seemed that nothing in this world had to do with him, and it also gave people the feeling that he was independent of this world.

Many people feel this way when they get along with Feng Wuhen. They feel that Feng Wuhen doesn't care about anything, even their own lives.

This feeling also made Sun Yubo very familiar and at ease.

Sun Yubo never completely trusts anyone. But if Sun Yubo had to find someone to trust him completely, that person was definitely not his son Sun Jian, nor Lu Xiangchuan, who has always been able to do things and often received praise from him, nor Sun Die, the pearl in his hand, but Feng Wuhen.

No, I just want Feng Wuhen’s indifference that is transcendent to the world.

Some of the boredom in his heart was also blew away by Feng Wuhen's words. A smile appeared on his face and said, "Do you know who she is?"

Feng Wuhen asked lightly: "You want to kill her?"

Sun Yubo was slightly stunned and said, "I don't have this idea for the time being."

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Since that's the case, why do you have to let me know?"

Of course, Sun Yubo understood the meaning of this sentence very well: "I only kill people for you, and you don't have to let me know about the matter that has nothing to do with killing."

Sun Yubo smiled even more happily and said, "Do you don't want to know if it's something that has nothing to do with murder?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "It's not that I don't want to, but that I don't have to. If five years go by, I don't have to know whether to kill or not."

Of course, Sun Yubo understood the meaning of these words.

Feng Wuhen came to Sun's mansion to pay Han Tang's debt. This debt only lasted five years. Once five years have passed, Feng Wuhen is Feng Wuhen and Sun Yubo is Sun Yubo, and the two have no relationship at all.

Anyone would feel very cold and ruthless when he said this, but Sun Yubo was used to it, because Feng Wuhen was like this, and there seemed to be nothing in this world that deserved his emotional fluctuations.

"Although I don't plan to kill her, you must know about her."

"oh?"

Sun Yubo said: ‘Maybe for a long time to come, you need her to provide information on the murderer.’

Feng Wuhen nodded and finally asked: "Who is she?"

Sun Yubo said: "Her name is Gao Jiping, and she is a very powerful woman."
Chapter completed!