My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Chapter 2029 Handing the Items to Murong Wan

It must be said that Sima Shan's words were extremely inflammatory.

And what he said makes a lot of sense.

Yang Feng's gaze remained as calm as ever, seemingly unaffected.

"This place looks very lively right now."

Yang Feng continued, "However, nothing is permanent, and power is no exception. And you will compromise, because nothing in this world has only one side. As long as you make a choice, there will always be another side that you need to compromise on."

"Then tell me, what do I need to compromise on now?"

Sima Shan's tone was contemptuous.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "It will happen in the future, it's just a matter of time."

"Your words are too arrogant."

"I remembered a book I read a long time ago."

Yang Feng suddenly looked at Sima Shan and said, "There is a poem in it that I really like."

"Oh? I'd like to hear it."

"A humble room, an empty hall, once filled with officials' tablets."

The withered grass and barren willows once served as a stage for song and dance.

Spider silk covers the carved beams, and green gauze is now pasted on the windows.

What do you mean by "the rouge is still thick and the powder is still fragrant"? How come your temples are already frosted with white?

Yesterday, white bones were laid to rest on the loess mound; tonight, mandarin ducks lie beneath the red lanterns.

Chests full of gold, chests full of silver, in the blink of an eye a beggar, reviled by all.

Just as I was lamenting the short lives of others, little did I know that my own return would be a death sentence.

If properly trained, they might become tyrannical in the future.

Choosing a life of luxury, who would have thought they'd end up in a brothel?

Because he disliked the small size of the official hat, he ended up carrying a yoke and cangue.

Yesterday I pitied the tattered coat in the cold, today I dislike the long purple python robe.

In a chaotic scene, one act ends and another begins, and people mistake a foreign land for their hometown.

How absurd! In the end, it's all for nothing; we're just doing all the work for someone else's benefit.

Yang Feng recalled the poems in his mind, but his gaze was fixed on the distance.

Sima Shan's expression changed slightly.

He remembered that Guiguzi had once given him the same thing.

"You are all utterly foolish!"

Sima Shan suddenly stood up and said, "Our conversation is over."

"Yeah, shouldn't I move to another place too?"

"Of course, I've prepared a special place for you."

Sima Shan sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng felt his mind being overwhelmed by a powerful spiritual force, and then he fell into a coma.

With Sima Shan's current strength, Yang Feng is no longer his match, so there is no possibility for him to struggle.

Time passed slowly, little by little, in this state of unconsciousness.

For Yang Feng, the passage of time had become imperceptible.

Everything outside is proceeding normally.

Beijing.

At the entrance of the Liu family's house.

A girl's figure fell here.

After the Liu family discovered her, they hurriedly brought her into their home.

At this time, Murong Wan was a guest at the Liu family residence.

Inside the courtyard of the manor.

Murong Wan sat in a pavilion beside a pond.

It's stopped snowing now.

However, everything around was still extremely cold.

And the pond that should have been teeming with lively fish was frozen over at this time.

Murong Wan sat there alone, her eyes fixed on the pool.

She was waiting for something, but after waiting here for several days, nothing came of it.

Just then, Liu Yueyun ran over from outside and said, "Sister Murong, we just rescued someone at the door, and she kept calling your name!"

"what?!"

Murong Wan suddenly stood up and asked, "Where is he?"

"She was freezing in the bedroom inside."

"Go and see!"

Murong Wan hurriedly headed towards the bedroom.

Inside the bedroom.

At this moment, a doctor wearing a white coat arrived, along with Liu Guangjun and several others who had gathered nearby.

"Murong is here! Come quickly and see what's going on!"

As the head of the family, Liu Guangjun was somewhat anxious about this situation.

Murong Wan went to the bedside and put her ear close. Sure enough, she heard Zhao Feifei lying on the bed calling her name softly.

"Murong Wan..."

Zhao Feifei's words.

Murong Wan took a deep breath and quickly asked the doctor beside her, "Doctor, how is she? Is she alright?"

"It seems there shouldn't be any major problems now. The main issue is that it's too cold outside, and she lost too much body heat. Also, it looks like she hasn't eaten much. She just needs some rest and care to wake up."

The doctor's words reassured Murong Wan considerably.

She had waited here for so long, never expecting that someone would actually come.

Murong Wan immediately said, "I will personally guard this place; the others can go and rest first."

She didn't trust anyone else, after all, Zhao Feifei must be carrying a very important secret.

Those present actually had no idea what was going on.

Only Murong Wan knew.

Yang Feng told her to wait there, and that information might be delivered later.

In fact, Murong Wan was somewhat pessimistic, after all, she knew that Yang Feng's current situation was probably not good.

But now it seems...

"There is still hope."

Murong Wan muttered to herself.

She felt that they hadn't completely lost this game against Shanhe.

Liu Yueyun seemed to have figured something out, but she didn't ask any further questions. She simply turned around and left with them.

Murong Wan looked at Zhao Feifei in front of her with a complicated expression.

She didn't know what Zhao Feifei had brought out, but she certainly knew Yang Feng's current situation.

For Murong Wan, knowing this much was enough.

But Zhao Feifei looked so frail; he wondered how she had managed to travel such a long distance to come to the capital to find him.

As time slowly passed.

inside the room.

As Zhao Feifei felt her body gradually warming up, she woke up before nightfall.

She opened her eyes and saw everything around her that was unfamiliar, as well as the woman sitting by the bed.

Upon seeing this woman, Zhao Feifei immediately realized what was going on.

"Who...who are you?!"

She cautiously asked the question anyway.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "This is the Liu family in the capital. I am Murong Wan."

"It's you!"

When Zhao Feifei heard that the person in front of her was Murong Wan, she immediately became excited.

She tried to get up, but a sharp pain suddenly tore through her muscles.

Murong Wan stopped her, shaking her head and saying, "Don't move around, your body hasn't recovered yet."

"Yes."

Are you hungry? I'll have someone prepare some food for you.

"No, no! I have something to tell you!"

Zhao Feifei was too preoccupied with eating and drinking at that moment.

Seeing her anxious look, Murong Wan sighed and said, "In this special time, please don't blame me for not being hospitable enough. Let's get straight to the point, okay?"

"Yes! Mr. Yang sent me here to find you and say he wants to give you something!"

As Zhao Feifei spoke, she took out a fragment of an iron block from her bosom.

The fragment looked unremarkable, as if it had just been broken off from somewhere in the hospital.

The piece of iron has an irregular shape and you can even see some rust.

Upon seeing this, Murong Wan immediately understood Yang Feng's intention.

After she took the piece of iron, she closed her eyes and infused it with her spiritual power.