Once, I wanted to be a good person-Chapter 449 - 102. Miaomiao discovers Fang Ze’s identity (8000 votes needed for monthly ticket!)

As for whether I could keep hold of these Qin 28 after obtaining them,

Fang Ze felt there was no need to worry.

According to his plan, after the Flower Morning Festival, the Flower God's power in this world would be completely eradicated, and the layout would be fully destroyed.

Without years of preparations, the Flower God, unable to enter the real world, would never find him, let alone seek revenge on him.

And the original owners of these Qin 28: the Jiang Family.

By then, they would most likely be too preoccupied with "Jiang Cheng's" "madness" to bother with him.

Besides, apart from the Flower God's puppets and himself, who knew that the Qin 28 the Jiang Family secretly sold to the eight major gang factions weren't used up, but were instead piled up in the temple?

After all, these busy gang members had never seen Qin 28 and couldn't recognize these items.

Thinking of this, Fang Ze couldn't help but want to use his "Transparent Follower" in its intangible state to scout out the terrain near the Temple to see what was inside and whether it was dangerous or not, preparing for his actions in advance.

But Sir Yang was indeed, as Wang Hao described, very cautious.

Perhaps because he had seen too many deaths caused by curiosity over the years, he simply dutifully loosened the soil and watered the pine trees on the periphery. He didn't even glance toward the Temple.

After finishing his work that night, Sir Yang began to leave.

Honestly, at that moment, Fang Ze was quite anxious.

Because he worried that if Sir Yang behaved like this today, and in the future as well, then he would never be able to approach the Temple.

And as he thought this,

Suddenly, from a distance, two people walked over slowly from the other side of the garden.

These two, a man and a woman, were clearly of unequal status.

One looked like a small leader, with a deep gaze and steady manner, while the other, like a lackey, not only walked half a step behind the leader but also wore a constant, ingratiating smile on his face.

The leader was a woman, short and dark-skinned, her body muscular, giving off the vibe of a tough black girl.

The lackey was a tall male, who, although not exactly handsome, had decent features and was endlessly flattering the short woman.

Upon seeing the two approach, Sir Yang hurriedly stepped aside and stood with his head bowed beside the corridor.

However, upon seeing Sir Yang, the two stopped in their tracks.

The short woman first glanced at Sir Yang, then gave the man a meaningful look.

The man immediately stepped forward, understanding the hint, and said, "Sir Yang. You're still working this late?"

Hearing the man's question, Sir Yang, in contrast to his lively manner outside, dully raised his head and with a face full of vicissitudes, said, "Yeah. I'm just worried about these flowers."

Hearing Sir Yang's response, the man's eyes shifted, then he said, "If you're worried about these flowers, you should go out less."

He paused for a moment before adding, "My elder, you've been going out rather frequently lately."

"Is there something the matter?"

Sir Yang coughed once, then spoke feebly, "I'm fine. I'm just old and restless, going out for a stroll. I also head to the Red Light District to run into some young girls, searching for the feeling of my youth."

Hearing Sir Yang's words, the man smiled and said, "Is that so?"

"It seems Sir Yang's life has been quite blissful recently."

"Then... you'll do the Temple cleaning duty next week."

Hearing their conversation, Fang Ze, floating in the air, couldn't help but feel a bit excited.

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Among those present, he was the one most hoping for Sir Yang to get closer to the Temple.

Therefore, he couldn't help circling around the two, wanting to see if the matter could be settled.

Just then, Sir Yang tilted his head, put a hand to his ear, pretending to be hard of hearing, and asked, "You... what did you say?"

The man moved a step closer, shouting, "I SAID! Next week's Temple cleaning duty is yours!"

And at the very moment the man shouted, Sir Yang let out a "Aiyo" and fell to the ground, and... he fell right next to the man's feet.

He then clutched the man's foot, groaning "Aiyo, aiyo".

While whining, he also yelled, "Aiyo, your voice is too loud, it scared an old man like me."

"It feels like my heart is about to stop. I need to see the boss, get him to find me a doctor. Aiyo, aiyo."

Fang Ze: .....

Man & Short Woman: ....

After a moment, perhaps finding it too embarrassing, the short woman said sharply, "Enough! Stop your act! Old man! Isn't it enough that we won't make you clean the Temple?!"

Hearing the short woman's words, Sir Yang stopped groaning immediately.

But he still clung to the man's leg, looked up, and asked, "Really?"

The short woman nodded with a grim face.

Only then did Sir Yang smile, stand up, and dust himself off, casually saluting the woman, "Well then... thank you, my lord."

Watching Sir Yang's old-fogy act, the short woman was infuriated, her flat chest heaving violently.

However, probably also worried about Sir Yang causing more trouble, she did not continue to trouble him, and in disgust, waved her hand, warning, "Get lost. But don't let me find out you're often going out again!"

"Otherwise, even if you really complain to the boss, I'll make sure you clean the Temple!"