"Understood!"
The two answered solemnly, then asked curiously, "What good news?"
"Fang Che isn't dead."
Dongfang Sansan said, "He was rescued."
"What!?"
It was like a bolt from the blue had struck them both. They reeled dizzily. "He's not dead!? He was rescued??"
Dong Changfeng sprang to his feet, his eyes wide as bronze bells, and roared, "He's not dead!?"
The air immediately began to hum.
"Sit down, sit down... That booming voice of yours..." Dongfang Sansan rubbed her temples unhappily. "Changfeng, you shook me."
"Uh, uh, sorry... My fault... He really isn't dead? Fang Che really isn't dead?"
Dong Changfeng sat down sheepishly, then asked impatiently, "What exactly happened? I watched him get smashed to pieces... How could he still be alive?"
Dongfang Sansan explained in the simplest terms possible. "Someone was waiting below at the time. They threw out a corpse and substituted the plum for the peach. Just a little operation."
"I see!"
Dong Changfeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Haha, I knew it! Lord Ninth is always ten steps ahead. How could he have let something like that happen?"
Yang Luoyu's face also lit up with delight. "Lord Ninth is mighty!"
Dongfang Sansan did not explain that she had not arranged this herself. Explaining it now might only create other loopholes in the future. She merely said, "But you can't tell anyone about this once you leave. You can't tell anyone at any time."
"Understood! Understood!"
The two admired her to the utmost.
It seemed Lord Ninth had long since investigated those Six Great Families. With a casual move, he had laid out a trap, and those families had leaped into it themselves to court death.
This was purely to clean up the continent and eliminate future trouble.
He was incredible!
Their awe of him