Fast Wear: A Different Life

Chapter 228 Lotus Tower (31)

The next morning, Fang Duobing got up early.

Finding that the two people upstairs had not yet gotten up, he opened the door and walked out. He first went back to have breakfast, and then carried the food that Li'er had packed back to the small building.

Fang Duobing gently opened the door, put the food on the table, and then tiptoed to the stairs to hear if the two people had gotten up. He couldn't help laughing when he thought that the two people upstairs could sleep better than a young man like him.

He was about to wake them up when he heard a loud noise outside. Fang Duobing was startled and ran out quickly.

I saw a group of people besieging an old man, who was covered in blood and was obviously seriously injured. Fang Duobing saw this and immediately rushed over to stop them.

"What are you doing? Why are you bullying an old man?" Fang Duobing shouted loudly.

A big man walked out of the crowd and said sickly, "Kid, mind your own business! This old man stole our things, we need to teach him a lesson!"

Fang Duobing looked at the old man and found that he was holding a package tightly in his hand. He was moved and asked, "Old man, is this package yours?"

The old man nodded and said weakly: "Yes...it's mine..."

Fang Duobing turned to the big man and said, "Since he said it was his, then it was his. What makes you say he stole it?"

The big man glared at Fang Duobing and said, "Don't meddle in other people's business, kid!"

Fang Duobing was not afraid at all, "I will take care of this matter today!"

After saying that, Fang Duobing started fighting with this group of people.

Although Fang Duobing was good at martial arts, the other side had a large number of people, and gradually, he found it difficult.

Just then, Ji Xiao and Li Xiangyi walked out of the house.

"Fang Duobing, what happened?" Li Xiangyi asked.

Fang Duobing pointed at the besieged old man and said, "They are bullying this old man."

Li Xiangyi and Ji Xiao looked at each other and instantly understood what was going on.

Li Xiangyi stepped forward to join the battle and helped Fang Duobing fight off the group of people. Ji Xiao helped the injured old man who fell to the ground and brought him into the house to treat his wounds.

"Old man, are you okay? Sit down for a moment, I'll go get the medicine box." Ji Xiao asked with concern.

The old man shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I just suffered some minor injuries."

Then Ji Xiao went into the pharmacy and took out the medicine box. After sitting down in front of the old man, he said, "Let me treat your wound first. It may be a little painful. Please bear with it." Ji Xiao said with concern.

While Ji Xiao was treating the old man's wound, Li Xiangyi and Yu Fangduobing walked in from outside. The main thing was that Li Xiangyi didn't even need to draw his sword, he subdued the group of people on the opposite side with just a few moves.

After seeing Ji Xiao treating the old man's wound, Li Xiangyi walked up to her and said, "Xiaoxiao, go wash your hands. I'll take care of the rest."

"Okay." Ji Xiao responded, put down the things in his hands, then stood up to wash the blood stains on his hands.

Fang Duobing watched Li Xiangyi and the other man cooperate well, and he couldn't help, so he had to sit on a stool on the side, poured a cup of warm water for the old man, moistened his throat a little, and asked, "Old man, why are you being besieged by them?"

After Li Xiangyi and the other two had packed up and returned to the main hall, the old man said gratefully: "Thank you all for your help."

"You're welcome, old man. It's just a small favor." After Li Xiangyi said this, he pulled Ji Xiao to sit down.

The old man sighed, "Alas, I came here to look for my relatives, and I met bandits on the way. They took away all my luggage, leaving only this package. They insisted that this package was theirs, and I couldn't argue with them, so I had to..."

Fang Duobing took the package, opened it and found that it contained a martial arts secret book.

"This..." Fang Duobing looked at the old man in surprise.

The old man smiled slightly. "This secret book is an heirloom of my family. I came here this time to give it to my nephew. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing on the way..."

Fang Duobing patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, old man. I will help you find your nephew."

"Thank you very much, young man." The old man thanked him again.

"It's a small matter." Fang Duobing said with a smile.

Fang Duobing helped the old man up and said, "Old man, please come back to the inn with me to rest. When you recover, go find your nephew."

The old man nodded and followed Fang Duobing to the inn.

A few days later, the old man's injuries had healed, and Fang Duobing arranged for Wangfu to accompany the old man to inquire about the whereabouts of his nephew.

Finally, the two found the old man's nephew in a martial arts gym.

The old man handed the martial arts secret book to his nephew, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Before leaving, the old man said gratefully: "Thank you for helping me find my nephew."

"You're welcome, old man. This is just a piece of cake for us." Li Xiangyi said with a smile.

"If you need any help in the future, just come to us." Fang Duobing said, patting his chest.

The old man and his nephew thanked them again and left.

Ji Xiao and Li Xiangyi looked at their departing backs, feeling filled with emotion.

"I didn't expect there are such loyal and righteous people in this world." Li Xiangyi said.

"Yes." Ji Xiao agreed, "But, what is the origin of this martial arts secret book? Why did it attract the covetousness of those bandits?"

"It seems that there are many stories behind this." Fang Duobing said curiously.

Then Li Xiangyi and Ji Xiao said in unison: "Who cares?"

In this regard, only the curious Fang Duobing wanted to find out the truth. Li Xiangyi and Ji Xiao were not very concerned about this matter.

The reason why Ji Xiao chose to help at that time was simply because she saw that the old man had not done anything evil and that he still had a trace of merit; otherwise, she would not have cared about him at all, let alone treat the wound personally.