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Chapter 1111 - 767 If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you get the tiger’s cub? (Thanks for the reward!)_2

Chapter 1111: 767 If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you get the tiger’s cub? (Thanks for the reward!)_2

Jiang Chen’s eyes twitched.

Who really is Ge Langtai?

"Go."

After taking the money, they didn’t even offer a meal, but Jiang Chen was in a hurry anyway. Yet, as he was leading the Taoist nun sister out, he couldn’t help but whisper, "When it comes to red envelopes, don’t forget to ask your senior sister..."

His voice had not yet faded.

With a "clang".

Although it was a wooden sword, it emitted a buzz like that of metal.

Immediately, a small stone almost grazed past Jiang Chen’s ear and crashed against the wall next to the back courtyard door, instantly creating a visible hole.

As a senior sister, her swordsmanship mastery, without boasting too much, is certainly not much inferior.

At this point, Jiang Chen naturally did not dare to applaud and cheer, as if placed under a silencing curse, he immediately shut his mouth and silently mouthed to the Taoist nun sister.

"Let’s go."

Watching his hurried steps.

Duanmu Liuli, who initially lagged half a step behind, unexpectedly showed a nearly imperceptible curve of a smile.

Behind.

The scent of blood no longer strong, Blood Guanyin sheathed her sword, her lips as fluttering as the hair by her temples.

Exiting the courtyard.

Getting into the car.

Hitting the gas.

"Have you and your senior sister ever compared swords? Whose swordsmanship is superior?"

If this were the old Fang Qing, her response would surely be "Your treachery is unmatched in the world."

But the Taoist nun sister is a reserved person and did not answer.

Jiang Chen was used to her personality, and while driving, he said: "Never mind, I’ll rewrap a red envelope for you later."

If Lan Peizhi were here, he certainly wouldn’t be so lucky to escape unscathed again.

"I’ve arrived, do you have a red envelope? Bring one down."

Arriving at the headquarters of the Jiuding Group.

Waited for a while, Cao Jinse walked out from the grand building; she was supposed to sit in the passenger seat, but seeing Duanmu Liuli, she switched to the back seat instead.

"Do you have the red envelope?"

Jiang Chen asked, turning around.

"..."

Really not treating it as something external.

"What do you need a red envelope for?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen knew she hadn’t brought one, "Never mind, where to?"

"Red Street."

"Red Street? Is there such a place?"

Jiang Chen started to search the navigation.

Seeing this, Cao Jinse realized.

"Red Street" is just a colloquial name by people in the Capital City.

"Jianguo Road Number 18."

She gave a more precise address.

"Buckle up."

Such high standards indeed.

With the back seat all to herself, Cao Jinse couldn’t help but laugh and cry, but still buckled up.

The car started.

Cao Jinse’s gaze couldn’t help but drift to Duanmu Liuli, silently sitting in the passenger seat, and spontaneously commented, "Your safety awareness is really high."

It seemed to be about the seat belt, but also perhaps not.

Jiang Chen probably did not grasp that, still focused on the navigation, thinking he had spotted something special about this location, "This place of yours..."

"Didn’t Aunt Lan tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

Jiang Chen puzzled.

Lan Peizhi had only asked him to pick up the Taoist nun sister; she hadn’t said anything else.

"Don’t you know what we are going to do now?"

"You didn’t tell me, how would I know?"

Jiang Chen instinctively replied.

"..."

Cao Jinse felt awkward inside, simultaneously helpless and yet touched by the trust.

She fell silent.

"We are going to the Fang family."

"Okay."

Jiang Chen responded.

Cao Jinse hesitated, then explained further: "It’s Fang Jun’s Fang family."

It seemed that only now did Jiang Chen react, and the car "screeched" to a stop.

It was a red light at the crossroads ahead.

"You’re not joking, are you?"

That is the expected reaction.

"Don’t you think, you should pay a visit? Old Master Fang fell ill because of you."

That statement was indeed irrefutable.

Even though the actual perpetrator, Ding He, had been punished, he was indirectly the leading cause of Fang Ai’s death.

"Why don’t you go in my place?"

Jiang Chen turned back, serious, "I’m worried that if I go, I might not come out."

Fang Jun ordering the Luo brothers to attack Fang Qing proves they must have suspected him.

Going to visit Old Master Fang alone, isn’t that like walking into a trap?

"There’s Taoist Duanmu there."

Cao Jinse looked at Tanki Liuli sitting quietly in the passenger seat, her words concise and to the point.

Indeed.

The Taoist nun sister’s combat ability is indeed fierce, but this is a civilized society, where many issues cannot be resolved with fists, or rather, it’s inappropriate to use fists.

"Don’t joke with me."

Jiang Chen spoke, and Cao Jinse immediately responded seriously: "I’ll take you there, and I’ll definitely bring you back."

Specific situations call for specific analysis.

Facing this kind of situation, this golden branch and jade leaf surely is more reliable than the Taoist nun sister.

But Comrade Jiang Chen is a prudent and cautious man, not one to believe rashly.

"You’re not using me to gain favor with the Fang Family, are you?"

He said, half-doubting.

"If I wanted to use you to gain favor, I wouldn’t need all this trouble!"

Cao Jinse seemed to be irritated, retorted: "If you don’t want to go, you can get out of the car now."

"This is my car."

Comrade Jiang Chen kindly reminded.

"..."

Cao Jinse frowned.

"Alright, I’ll go. But you have to keep your promise to take me out unharmed."

"Beep beep", a horn sounded from behind.

The red light turned green, Jiang Chen turned back and started the car.

"You’re a man!"

Cao Jinse reminded.

"You’re sending me into the Dragon’s Den and Tiger’s Lair; even an iron man would tremble."

Bold.

But seems not much.

Cao Jinse didn’t know whether to laugh or cry; although this guy seemed a bit timid, it was better than pretending to be fearless and unlikeable.

Maybe because it’s genuine.

She seemed to have found the reason she liked interacting with him—he wasn’t pretentious.

"Don’t scare yourself; Old Master Fang probably doesn’t even know who you are."

Jiang Chen did not doubt this statement and vaguely guessed why she unexpectedly wanted to bring him to the Fang Family.

Without delving further, he simply said: "I’ll do as you tell me. I will follow your lead in everything."

"..."

Cao Jinse looked out the window.

Arriving for the first time at "Red Street," Jiang Chen seemed to sense something different, his driving became steadier and slower.

"We’re here."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen immediately stopped the car, glancing through the window at the quaint, solemn mansion.

If you do not enter the tiger’s lair, how will you get its cubs?

Cao Jinse had already opened the door and got out.

"Let’s go in together."

Comrade Jiang Chen didn’t forget the Taoist nun sister, not sure if it was out of responsibility or with an ulterior motive.

Cao Jinse glanced at the young Taoist nun getting out of the car and didn’t say anything, "Do you need to prepare?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, "You have assured me."

"..."

Cao Jinse said no more and strode forward.

Jiang Chen gestured for the Taoist nun sister to follow.

Though Cao Jinse was trustable, having double assurance was undoubtedly more secure.

Indeed, Cao Jinse didn’t betray his trust; there wasn’t a scene with eight hundred armed men waiting, and Old Master Fang received them amiably.

Of course, Jiang Chen knew well whose face this was for.

Adhering to the principle that misfortune comes from the mouth, he remained silent as much as possible, knowing that his role in this visit was just for appearances.

Fairly speaking, this master from the Fang Family, who was like a stabilizing needle, felt like a very upright and noble elder. It was hard to imagine his grandchildren being such characters.

Of course.

Character cannot be inherited.

This is bad.

Sometimes, however, it’s also a good thing.

"What are you thinking?"

The three walked towards the main gate.

"Nothing much. Just thinking that these older generations are truly great."

"Don’t spout official niceties."

"Honest truth."

As they chatted while walking, ahead near the gate stood a man and a woman, not sure if they coincidentally bumped into each other or were deliberately waiting.

Jiang Chen remained expressionless, and his pace didn’t falter.

"We came to see Grandpa Fang."

Still, it was Cao Jinse who took the initiative to greet them.

Fang Jun, who usually respected her, seemed not to hear, fiddling with something like a button from children’s clothing, offering no response.

Cao Jinse didn’t mind, and glance subconsciously at the woman by Fang Jun’s side.

The woman with soft long hair was more polite, giving a slight smile.

Since they made it clear they weren’t very welcoming, Jiang Chen naturally wouldn’t embarrass himself.

Both parties passed by each other as if they were air.