Xiao Yifeng's Breakdown
After hanging around the base for a while, Shen Wuxiao returned to the villa.
When Luo Xuancheng was serious, he was fairly reliable at getting things done.
Shen Wuxiao had no worries leaving Qin Zhao's matter to him.
Everything could wait until tomorrow.
At the hospital, a burly man stood beside Xiao Yifeng's bed.
"Xiao Qidong, did my dad send you?"
Looking at him, Xiao Yifeng seemed to see salvation itself.
Xiao Qidong was not of the Xiao family's bloodline, but the adopted son of his father, Xiao Xu.
(The earlier setting said Xiao Yifeng's father was called Xiao Jing. It was written wrong later on, so we'll follow the later version.)
Being an adopted son was one thing; at the same time, he was also his father's capable right-hand man.
"Young master, godfather sent me to take you back. You must leave with me immediately!"
Xiao Qidong looked grave.
He knew just how dire the situation in the Imperial Capital was now.
Xiao Yifeng alone was bearing pressure from three sides.
The Swallowing Heaven Alliance wanted him dead, and there was no need to mention Shen Wuxiao's side.
People under the Yellow Robe Holy Lord were also looking to make trouble for him.
Yet under such circumstances, this guy was still lying in the hospital reading porn.
He really had a head of iron.
And an enormous heart.
"I won't leave. If you'd told me to leave before, I might have considered it. But now, I really won't."
"Don't try to persuade me. You know my temperament."
Xiao Yifeng answered decisively.
"You must leave!" Xiao Qidong's tone allowed no argument.
Xiao Yifeng still refused. "I'm only two things away from being done. How can I leave? If I leave now, wouldn't all my previous efforts go