Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Around Fang Yu, figures were darting about.

One hurried figure after another passed by Fang Yu, heading towards Yangshen Hall.

Their brisk steps seemed indicative of some major development.

Having just returned to the Foolish Underworld, Fang Yu was clearly out of sorts.

Could it be that the news of my annihilation of the Thousand Households team has spread?

Fang Yu had just escaped from the Demon Group, removed his mask, and returned to the Foolish Underworld.

He planned to go directly to Yangshen Hall to check in, hoping to find an opportunity to discuss his remarkable performance with the Lord Hall Master.

But on the way, he saw so many people rushing about.

With a thought, Fang Yu reached out and grabbed someone's wrist.

"Brother, what's going on..."

"Let go!!"

Before Fang Yu could finish his question, he was met with an angry shout in return.

Without waiting for Fang Yu to speak again, the man had already drawn his sword halfway, his eyes bloodshot and seemingly on the brink of rage.

Fang Yu quickly let go, raised his hands above his head, and surrendered.

"What's the matter, why so angry?"

Fang Yu saw that the man only had about 800 health, a common rank in Third Hall, yet his temper was so explosive?

The man didn't say anything more, sheathed his sword, and continued to sprint towards Yangshen Hall.

With this experience as a warning, Fang Yu didn't dare to randomly grab someone to inquire again.

Especially since everyone on the road was sullen as if owed hundreds of thousands of Silver, their faces sour, all silently rushing on their way.

Although he didn't know what happened, Fang Yu immediately disguised himself with a similar grim expression, then silently followed behind them.

Usually, if something happened, even while rushing, there would be people whispering and gossiping.

But this group was just silently rushing, with an air of murder about them.

Just as Fang Yu thought about questioning someone with lower health, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Diao Deyi?"

Fang Yu stopped sharply in his tracks.

Why would this voice appear in the Yangshen Hall area?

Turning around in confusion, Fang Yu was taken aback.

"Ding Hui?"

The person was indeed Ding Hui.

Still scruffy and casual in appearance.

However, her familiar calm face and her lazy yawn brought some peace to Fang Yu's mind.

"How come you are here? Did Yangshen Hall guards let you through? I heard that apart from Third Hall people, few can enter the internal area of Yangshen Hall."

Ding Hui rolled her eyes at these words.

"What a worthless place, if it weren't for a strict order, I wouldn't bother coming!"

Fang Yu felt a pang of nerves, glanced at the people rushing around, and quickly pulled Ding Hui to a corner.

"What happened, did the Li Family exert pressure to release someone?"

"It's not about Li Xunxue, it's..."

Just as Ding Hui was about to disclose crucial information, suddenly someone cheerily greeted from behind.

"Lord Ding Hui! What a coincidence, did you also receive the order? Seems like it's serious, shall we head there together?"

As soon as the voice sounded, Ding Hui's lazy expression slightly furrowed, and her face showed a bit of disgust.

Fang Yu looked towards the source of the voice, seeing a smiling white-haired old man with squinted eyes, dressed somewhat like a traveling Taoist but much more luxurious, accompanied by two white-clothed maids.

[Yun of the Origin: 100/100.]

[Zai Tong: 500/500.]

[Guo Lezhang: 500/500.]

"Let's go, let's go."

Ding Hui pulled at Fang Yu's sleeve to leave.

Yet the fat man quickly moved to block their way, bowing.

"Lord Ding Hui, did the [Purple Gold Eight Light Furnace] I sent catch your eye?"

Purple Gold Eight Light Furnace? Sounds familiar.

As Fang Yu pondered, Ding Hui suddenly took Fang Yu's arm, impatiently saying.

"Old Man Yun, I've told you many times, I'm not interested. If you keep bothering me and something goes wrong, don't blame my husband for being unkind."

Husband?

Old Man Yun was clearly taken aback.

"Who is this..."

Fang Yu looked at Ding Hui, not quite understanding her intentions, but he still showed the badge hanging at his waist.

"Yangshen Hall inspector, Diao Deyi."

Old Man Yun bowed.

"So, you're the inspector from Yangshen Hall. Rest assured, since your Foolish Underworld appointed me as the Pavilion Master of Medicine Cloud Pavilion and offered your protection, I'll definitely do my utmost this time to fulfill my duties."

After saying this, he turned to Ding Hui.

"So Lord Ding Hui, shall I go ahead? If I can't do it, I hope you can turn the tide."

"Go, go, go."

Ding Hui rudely waved her hand, but the old man didn't get angry and, with a smile, left with his two maids.

Only then did Fang Yu react.

"Wait, Medicine Cloud Pavilion Pavilion Master? Old Man Yun? He's Doctor Yun?!"

"What else? This old guy is really annoying. Since he wants to show off, let him go and treat the patients."

"Treat? What treatment?"

As soon as he spoke, Fang Yu knew he had misspoken.

But he quickly realized that Ding Hui was someone who knew his background, a slip of the tongue was inconsequential.

"You didn't know?"

Ding Hui looked at him perplexedly.

"Know what?"

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