Hu Tianhan's words were extremely malicious, showing no regard for any friendship.
To him, there was only the distinction between being rich and poor.
"I've already promised your boss that he can come get the Fu Guo!" Zhao Xiaoying argued loudly.
Upon hearing about the Fu Guo, Mei Ziqi immediately asked worriedly, "Xiaoying, when did you agree to sell the Fu Guo?"
Zhao Xiaoying didn't have time to explain, nor was this the time for explanations.
"Don't worry about it," Zhao Xiaoying said, stepping past Mei Ziqi and addressing Hu Tianhan, "Tell your boss to come. I believe he will. If not, you can call him!"
Fu Guo? What Fu Guo? Hu Tianhan was a bit bewildered.
His boss had never mentioned this thing. Moreover, was the Fu Guo really that valuable? Zhao Xiaoying must be lying to him.
"Don't try to fool me. What is this thing you're talking about? Show it to me. How else can I know if what you're saying is true or false?"
Hu Tianhan wanted to seize the opportunity to see what it was.
Let alone the Fu Guo, Zhao Xiaoying couldn't even produce ordinary fruit right now.
However, the Fu Guo was something that couldn't be explained clearly.
She had no choice but to say again:
"Just call your boss. He'll come himself!"
Seeing Zhao Xiaoying's certainty, Hu Tianhan became a little apprehensive. What if it was something the boss really wanted? He couldn't let it be ruined by him.
Na Qianlai was already in the air, waiting for the right moment, or rather, the right time.
Midnight was the deadline for him to take Fang Huiran's soul, or his mission would fail.
Furthermore, to fully utilize Fang Huiran's soul, she had to die unjustly.
Hu Tianhan hesitated for a moment, then finally called Na Qianlai.
"Boss, this person named Zhao claims to have some Fu Guo for you. What do you think?" Hu Tianhan called trembling. He stood respectfully, his head bowed low, his voice gentle, without a trace of temper.
Na Qianlai knew everything. "I understand! You all withdraw first. I will handle this!"
Hu Tianhan received the order. Although he didn't understand what his boss meant, he dared not disobey.
As for making money, as long as the house was secured, there would still be opportunities to earn money.
"You're lucky this time, but don't leave this place. Our boss will be here immediately!"
Hu Tianhan said, gesturing for the others behind him to leave.
They quickly got into a minivan and sped away.
Mei Ziqi immediately closed the door and bolted it shut.
Before Zhao Xiaoying could say anything, Mei Ziqi pushed her into the house.
Perhaps, it was good to have a moment of peace before the scrupulous boss arrived.
"You! How did you get in?"
Zhao Xiaoying's shout caught Mei Ziqi off guard. He hurriedly looked towards the living room.
There, Na Qianlai was sitting on the table, facing the door.
Beside him, Fang Huiran watched him, motionless.
"You... you're not human?"
Mei Ziqi shouted, completely stunned. How could a person be capable of producing the unknown Fu Guo?
Asking this now was merely repeating his foolish thought and was of no help in understanding the situation.
The phrase "You're not human" made Zhao Xiaoying even more flustered. Although she had repeatedly considered this possibility in her mind, she was still shocked.
"Speak, I'm here. Are you willing to use your Fu Guo to pay off the debt?"
"Yes, yes," Zhao Xiaoying replied.
"Xiaoying, no! How much does she owe? I'll pay it for her!" Mei Ziqi hurriedly stepped in front of Zhao Xiaoying and said to Na Qianlai.
"Hahaha, you'll pay for her? Do you know how much she owes, and how much you can pay?" Na Qianlai roared with laughter.
Gu Siyu told me a method: using Fu Guo to nourish the spiritual root. The more Fu Guo the spiritual root absorbed, the more it could absorb five to ten times the amount.
If it were the Fu Guo of mortals, it could all be absorbed.
I've already decided: first, I'll use Fang Huiran's Fu Guo to nourish the spiritual root, and then I'll use the spiritual root to absorb Zhao Xiaoying's Fu Guo.
"How much she owes you, I'll pay it first!"
"Mei Ziqi, move aside. This is my business, don't get involved!" Zhao Xiaoying pulled Mei Ziqi away.
Regardless of whether Mei Ziqi's words were true or false, she was very grateful to him.
But the current situation was something only she could resolve.
"Na Qianlai, I, I can also pay for her. Please don't make things difficult for her!"
Fang Huiran said, trying hard to stand up, but her legs had no strength.
"Hahaha, you? Look at this?"
Na Qianlai opened the Death Summoning Order and showed it to Fang Huiran:
Summoning Order
Fang Huiran, Time of Death: a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, midnight.
Fang Huiran recalled the date she saw on the calendar that afternoon. It seemed to be today.
"You, who are you? Why do you have this?"
"Hahaha, who am I? Of course, I am the God of Death!"
Na Qianlai said with a laugh.
This shocked Zhao Xiaoying and Mei Ziqi greatly.
Neither of them had expected Na Qianlai to be the God of Death.
Facing the God of Death, mortals could only surrender.
But if this logic were followed, there would be no miracles in the world.
"I'll fight you!" Mei Ziqi mustered his courage and rushed towards Na Qianlai.
Na Qianlai didn't even glance at him, his gaze fixed on Zhao Xiaoying. As Mei Ziqi charged, he merely frowned, and Mei Ziqi was flung to a corner of the wall by a mysterious force.
"Overestimating yourself! You! Come here!" Na Qianlai was no longer smiling. A chilling aura emanated from him, and a murderous intent spread.
This made both Zhao Xiaoying and Fang Huiran tremble.
Zhao Xiaoying involuntarily fell to the ground. Seeing this, Na Qianlai instantly appeared before her.
"If you had come forward just now, I might have considered taking only your Fu Guo and letting you live. But now, I've changed my mind."
Na Qianlai said coldly, gently lifting Zhao Xiaoying's chin with his finger.
Zhao Xiaoying closed her eyes in terror, her heart pounding, feeling as if she could barely breathe.
"You, please don't hurt Xiaoying. I'm willing to exchange my life for hers!"
Fang Huiran said immediately upon seeing the situation. Since she had been targeted by the God of Death, she knew she couldn't escape this predicament.
If so, she would exchange her life for Zhao Xiaoying's Fu Guo. A life was worth more than Fu Guo, wasn't it?
Unexpectedly, Na Qianlai didn't even acknowledge her.
He directly took out the Fu Gen and threw it into the air.
Fang Huiran recognized this thing. It was what Na Qianlai used to extract Fu Guo. However, last time he had used kind words and deception; now, he didn't even bother with pretense.
"Stop! You can't, you can't..."