Yun Tianyou's face changed again, and he looked at Honglian inadvertently. After hearing Chen Feiyu's words, Honglian also smiled cleverly, and felt sad inside. She completely understood that there was only Chen Feiyu's existence in Honglian's eyes, and she couldn't even count as air.

"Thank you Mr. Chen for your magnanimity." Yun Bozhong bowed and then said: "It's just... it's just that Mr. Chen said before that the Yun family will be exempted from 1 billion Chinese coins. Why... why has it changed back to 2 billion now?"

"So, do you think I went back on my word, right?" Chen Feiyu asked back.

Yun Bozhong laughed dryly. Although he didn't admit it, he obviously thought so, according to his meaning.

"I, Chen Feiyu, always keep my words in my mind." Chen Feiyu saw Yun Bozhong showing a dissatisfaction and continued: "I did spare you 1 billion Chinese coins, but you forgot one thing, the secret book of the 'Jiyi Immortal Art', plus 1 billion Chinese coins. This is just my reward for you to solve Song Senyan and the others. You shouldn't think that if it's just like that, I will let you go, right?"

Yun Bozhong was stunned, then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. When he remembered something, cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"I, Chen Feiyu, have always been kind to repay my kindness and to take revenge. You followed Wang Anlong's arrangements, provoked and fought with me. I haven't settled the accounts for you yet." Chen Feiyu's eyes were cold and said, "Because of your friendship for several days of hospitality, this account is not much or less, so let's calculate your 1 billion Chinese coins.

So there are 2 billion Chinese coins in total, plus the secret book of the "Jiyi Immortal Art". After you bring the money and the "Secret Book" over, the grudges between you and me will be eliminated."

These words are reasonable and the accounts are clear. Even Yun Tianyou, who was dissatisfied with Chen Feiyu, couldn't speak.

"Mr. Chen has a clear grudge. Yun admires it. Please provide your bank card number. I will go home immediately to bring you the secret book of the "Jiyi Immortal Art" and transfer it to you." Yun Bozhong sighed, and after saying that, he was about to turn around and walk outside.

"Wait." Chen Feiyu's voice sounded behind him again.

"Mr. Chen... do you have any other instructions?"

Yun Bozhong turned around and his heart trembled, afraid that Chen Feiyu would make any requests.

"I took your 'Xiyi Immortal Art', and you can't let you suffer too much..." Chen Feiyu reached out to point to Song Senyan and others, and smiled and said, "Whether they are dead or alive, the three of them belong to you, you can take them away."

Song Senyan died tragically, Song Yuping was seriously injured, Song Xinli's legs were deposed, and the most capable person in the Song family of three generations was either dead or disabled, and he could no longer threaten the Yun family. If Yun Bozhong captured the seriously injured Song Yuping and others back as bargaining chips, then Yun Bozhong would have enough confidence to make the Song family surrender to him in the future, or even directly removed from the list in Guanning Province!

Yun Bozhong was overjoyed: "Thank you Mr. Chen, thank you Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen has a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. Yun admires him very much!"

When he praised Chen Feiyu for being "clearly grateful and grudges", he had more or less a complimentary elements, but now he praised Chen Feiyu again, but now he was from his heart.

Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "I have accepted your praise. Go and bring the 'Jiyi Immortal Art' as soon as possible."

"Yes, I promise to let the 'Jiyi Immortal Art' appear in front of Mr. Chen at the fastest speed." Yun Bozhong hurriedly walked outside, excited inside. This deal was not a loss at all!

Not long after, Yun Bozhong led his five subordinates to hurried back to Jufulou Hotel, instructing them to carry Song Senyan and others back carefully, and reminded them not to let others see it, so as not to leak the news.

Then, Wang Bozhong quickly walked to Chen Feiyu, bowed slightly, took out a book wrapped in yellow silk, and handed it to Chen Feiyu respectfully, with a slight flattering smile: "Mr. Chen, this is our Yun family's 'Extreme Immortal Art', please read it."

Chen Feiyu's eyes lit up. After taking it, he unbuttoned the yellow silk. The yellow cover book was a somewhat yellowed blue cover. It was obviously a long time ago.
Chapter completed!