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He took out a new voice recording stone and recorded the scene in front of him. Then, he asked Uncle Ding to cut the chain. He put away the voice recording stone.

“Let’s go!” Ding Yi called out.

Plop!

He Feifei had just stood up, but before she could take a step, she fell to the ground. She was only given a steamed bun and a bowl of water every day. It was already a miracle that she could persist.

Uncle Ding went forward and injected a strand of True Qi into her body to nurse her body. Then, he took out a healing pill and fed it to her. He supported her and followed her out.

Madam Pang rushed up with her men and blocked the door. Looking at He

Feifei who had been rescued, her heart fell into the abyss. If she left, with Yang Yilai’s character, he would definitely take revenge at all costs. The Pang family would be in danger at that time. Her face was ferocious and she said fiercely,”

Do it!”

“You overestimate yourself!” Uncle Ding said disdainfully.

With a wave of his palm, wherever the terrifying palm passed, they were sent flying, falling to the ground and fainting.

After leaving Pang Manor.

They entered the carriage.

“Go to the Vermillion Bird Sect!” Ding Yi ordered.

Soon, they arrived.

Ding Yi alighted from the carriage and instructed them to wait here. He then hurriedly entered the Outer Palace and rushed towards the Ministry of Works.

As for whether He Feifei would be in danger, with Uncle Ding’s protection and the power of the Ding family, they would not dare to behave atrociously.

In the main hall.

Han Zhenggang had already drunk two pots of tea. He looked at the sky outside. It was already noon. Why was he still not back? Did he fail?

Just as he was about to brew another pot, he stood up from his chair.

Ding Yi rushed in hurriedly and took out the two Sound Recording Stones from his Sumeru Pouch. He placed them in front of him and solemnly said,” These things are very important! Thank you for your hard work, Imperial Censor Han. Send it to my brother immediately.”

Han Zhenggang was shocked. Did he succeed just like that? Knowing the seriousness of the matter, he quickly stood up and said seriously,”l’ll definitely hand it over to Lord Zhang intact!”

He cupped his hands and left.

Looking at his departing figure, Ding Yi was not worried that the item would be destroyed unless he was not afraid of death!

Even if the two voice recording stones were destroyed, He Feifei was still at the Vermilion Bird Gate. With her around, Yang Yilai would step forward.

There are four divisions in the Ducha Yuan.

There were four dishes on the table, two pastries and a soup. It was quite simple.

Zhang Ronghua ate slowly.

The sound of footsteps could be heard from outside. Han Zhenggang walked in with a straight face and closed the door. He did not bother to bow and take out two voice recording stones from his pocket and placed them on the table.” Ding Yi asked me to give them to you!”

“Thank you for your hard work,” Zhang Ronghua put down his chopsticks.

“This is my duty!” “The food has just been delivered. Sit down and eat.”

“Thank you, sir!”

Han Zhenggang didn’t mind. Zhang Ronghua had allowed him to sit down and eat because he thought highly of him. His life in the Imperial Censorate would be easy in the future, and he might even be promoted.

There was only a pair of chopsticks that had already been used. He couldn’t bring it over. As he ate the snacks, he was curious and his gaze fell on the two voice-recording stones.

Zhang Ronghua stretched out his palm and transferred a bit of Black Yellow True Essence into Black Yellow Internal Strength.

The scene changed. Two pictures appeared. One was the warehouse of the Education Bureau, and the other was the secret room of Pang Manor. He pointed at the woman in the picture and asked,” He Feifei?” “She wasn’t married six years ago,” Han Zhenggang said awkwardly.

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He didn’t understand the subtext.

The broadcast ended.

The voice recording stone returned to its original appearance. Zhang Ronghua put them away and stood up.” Bring me there.”

“Yes, sir!”

Han Zhenggang quickly swallowed the remaining pastry in his hand and led the way..