Chapter 510: Life in the Inner Province

A massive workshop raised half of its body before Li Li Banfeng, and dozens of iron pipes moved and intertwined before his eyes.

Looking purely at its size, this enormous workshop was somewhat similar to Ge Jun, who had invaded the Moxiang Shop.

But the details between the two were vastly different; Ge Jun was very close to a clam, and one could even say he was a mutated clam.

However, this "centipede" before him was a bit abstract; to be precise, it looked more like a machine driven by steam.

The reason it was said to be steam-driven was that the roof of the "centipede" workshop was constantly spitting out white mist.

Qiu Qiu Luoye had once said that people from the Inner Province could be chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, or various other creatures, but he had never said that people from the Inner Province could turn into machines.

"Are you really a person from the Inner Province?" Li Li Banfeng asked again.

The workshop gate opened, and a spherical object about two meters in diameter flew out from the gate, circling Li Li Banfeng twice.

When he first saw the spherical object, Li Li Banfeng thought this centipede had spat out another meatball.

Taking a closer look, he realized that this spherical object was very different from the previous meatball.

The meatball was a single entity, a large lump of meat.

This spherical object was a collective, a collective of tens of thousands of eyes concentrated together.

Every eye had an eyeball, and there were pupils of different colors.

Tens of thousands of eyes were rotating in different directions, carefully observing Li Li Banfeng.

Out of politeness, Li Li Banfeng nodded toward this large group of eyes.

Then, Li Li Banfeng's figure disappeared.

In surprise, the gaze of all the eyes focused on one spot, then quickly dispersed; they were searching for Li Li Banfeng's shadow.

Bang!

One-third of the massive spherical object exploded, the entire workshop rolled on the ground, splashing up a large amount of mud, and then quickly stood back up.

This was clearly caused by pain.

This spherical object should be the eyes of this "centipede workshop," an eye composed of tens of thousands of eyes; this special structure reminded Li Li Banfeng of the compound eyes of insects.

Although this eye was not connected to the workshop, it was clearly a part of the workshop; it suffered damage, and the centipede workshop would perceive the pain.

Li Li Banfeng deliberately only blew up one-third of this huge eye, leaving two-thirds behind.

The "centipede workshop" seemed to sense that Li Li Banfeng had ulterior motives; the huge eye quickly disintegrated, breaking down into tens of thousands of eyeballs the size of thumbs, floating everywhere in the air.

With the eyes dismantled, each eyeball began to act freely without interference; tens of thousands of angles of images were stacked without any pattern, which caused no small impact on the centipede's vision, and its movements became much slower.

But the advantage of doing this was that the eyeballs monitored Li Li Banfeng's actions without blind spots, making it difficult for Li Li Banfeng to launch the Great Expansion Sword Art.

Even if the Great Expansion Sword Art was successfully launched, where Li Li Banfeng's vision focused, at most one or two eyeballs would be blown up.

Such loss and damage were something the workshop could withstand.

Sure enough, Li Li Banfeng launched the Great Expansion Sword Art again.

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds, two eyeballs ruptured; the "workshop" did not make any reaction, this bit of damage was insignificant to it.

Using the Great Expansion Sword Art again, Li Li Banfeng focused his gaze on the wall of the factory building.

The wall of the factory building did not suffer damage; although this was the body of this "Inner Province person," it was clearly different from flesh and blood in the normal sense.

Li Li Banfeng sighed in admiration; the intelligence of this "centipede workshop" was not low, and the response it made at the moment was very wise.

The "centipede workshop" coiled its body, surrounding Li Li Banfeng in the middle, seemingly about to launch a counterattack.

Although its reactions had become sluggish, the scattered eyeballs also created more attack opportunities for the workshop.

The two sides confronted each other for a moment, and a steel bar extended from the top of the "workshop centipede's" head, stabbing toward Li Li Banfeng.

Li Li Banfeng did not rush to dodge; he heard the sound of steam spitting out.

High-temperature steam would emit a harsh, sharp sound when sprayed; around Li Li Banfeng, there were rays of colorless, transparent high-temperature steam.

These steam rays were sprayed out by the "centipede workshop" from the gaps in its body; the principle was similar to a steam machine gun, and the specific spraying position could be inferred through the sound.

But knowing the position of the steam did not mean Li Li Banfeng could dodge it; this thing was not an arrow, nor was it a bullet; it was a steam flow, and as long as it was sprayed, it would always exist.

The scattered eyeballs allowed the workshop to create a steam net that was almost impossible to break through; if Li Li Banfeng rashly dodged the steel bar stabbing at his head, he would crash into the steam net.

If he didn't dodge, with the steam rays and the steel bar attacking together, Li Li Banfeng wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

According to Li Li Banfeng's calculations, as long as he left his original spot, he would at least crash into a beam of steam rays.

Then he would crash and try!

Li Li Banfeng dodged to the left, avoiding the steel bar on his head; the price was having his chest pierced by a beam of high-temperature steam.

At the moment of dodging, the instinct of seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster kept reminding Li Li Banfeng not to go left.

After dodging, this beam of steam did not hurt Li Li Banfeng; Li Li Banfeng used the technique of Carefree and Unfettered to transfer a part of his chest to the back of his head.

Hanging his chest on the back of his head was a very strange feeling; he could clearly hear his own heartbeat and could feel the rise and fall of his chest between breaths.

Li Li Banfeng used the technique of Carefree and Unfettered, which seemed to be within the expectations of the "centipede workshop."

It controlled a dozen beams of steam, one left and one right, approaching Li Li Banfeng; one beam of steam was about to sweep across his neck, another was about to sweep across his ribs, and there was another about to sweep across his knees.

Wanting to use Carefree and Unfettered again, the difficulty was a bit high, because there were too many things to transfer.

But without Carefree and Unfettered, there were other ways.

Li Li Banfeng chose to use the technique of Thick-Skinned and Kind-Hearted to take the hit.

The steam swept over Li Li Banfeng's body a few times; Li Li Banfeng's skin turned slightly red, but there were no other changes.

The "centipede workshop" was a bit surprised; this didn't look like a response a traveling cultivator should make.

It adjusted the position of the steam rays again; Li Li Banfeng had already rushed to the side of the workshop.

The "centipede workshop" sensed that the situation was not good and immediately closed all the doors and windows.

Li Li Banfeng launched his steps and directly used the technique of Unimpeded Movement to drill into the workshop.

He thought the inside of the workshop would be the internal organs of this "centipede"; he was wrong; this really was a workshop, a workshop driven by steam, which was not common in the Outer Province but could be seen everywhere in the Puluo Province.

Li Li Banfeng was no stranger to factories; he first looked up at the roof; on the roof was a silver-white steam pipe, and on the pipe were pressure gauges, stop valves, check valves, and steam traps.

Pipes of different thicknesses separated from the main steam pipe, connecting to the steam chamber in the center of the workshop,

cylinders and pistons.

This silver-white pipe was the main steam pipe, equivalent to the great artery of the "centipede workshop."

Li Li Banfeng waved his Tang Dao and poked a hole in the main steam pipe, shouting: "Blade takes the enemy's head—this seems to be an intestine."

Rumble~

The workshop vibrated violently, high-temperature steam leaked out, chasing Li Li Banfeng and spraying; the temperature in the workshop rose sharply.

The operating pistons gradually slowed down, emitting bursts of sharp sounds.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Li Li Banfeng dodged the gushing high-pressure steam, looked back, and saw that the knife cut on the main steam pipe was gone, leaving only a scar that was not too big.

The wound healed?

This pipe was not flesh and blood, but it had life!

The life form of Inner Province people was becoming more and more abstract.

Li Li Banfeng aimed at the pipe and kicked it with the technique of Breaking Through Wan Chuan.

Hundreds of holes appeared on the main steam pipe; the centipede workshop, in great pain, rolled on the spot, steam leaked everywhere, continuing to pursue Li Li Banfeng.

By the time Li Li Banfeng dodged the steam, the wounds on the pipe had healed again.

The self-healing ability of this thing was too strong!

In the workshop, steam rays roamed back and forth; limited by the space, Li Li Banfeng had limited opportunities to dodge; the technique of Thick-Skinned and Kind-Hearted could not be used frequently, and the technique of Carefree and Unfettered was not practiced well, so he could only rely on his steps to dodge.

This centipede was too difficult to deal with.

And this was a Gu cultivator; until now, he hadn't used Gu techniques, and his combat power might have only been exerted by less than half.

He couldn't delay; he had to win quickly.

Li Li Banfeng pondered for a moment, pulled out his Judge's Pen from his waist, and stabbed it into the main steam pipe.

The Judge's Pen was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Hot!"

The high-temperature steam scalded the Judge's Pen until it was red all over; the Judge's Pen was about to scold Li Li Banfeng, but saw Li Li Banfeng aim the pen tip at the pipe, about to stab it in again.

"Don't!" The Judge's Pen was scalded again; without Li Li Banfeng's instruction, it knew what to do.

The two wounds it had stabbed did not heal.

This pipe had been hit by a Lazy Cultivation technique and had become lazy; it didn't want to heal in a hurry.

Li Li Banfeng took a sickle and opened a dozen holes in the main steam pipe one after another; a large amount of steam leaked, the steam pressure dropped, and all the pistons stopped working; this was equivalent to pulling out the spine of the "centipede workshop," causing this centipede to fall into paralysis.

Taking advantage of the workshop's inability to move, Li Li Banfeng came to the core part of the steam workshop: the boiler.

The fire in the boiler was burning vigorously, and next to it, a conveyor belt was adding coal to the boiler.

This conveyor belt was very magical; Li Li Banfeng didn't know where its power source came from, nor could he see where the coal it transported came from.

He cut the conveyor belt with one slash, interrupting the fuel supply to the boiler.

Then, he splashed some tea into the boiler, and the flames in the boiler gradually dimmed.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The steam pipe emitted bursts of sharp sounds, as if this workshop was wailing.

If the big clam was Ge Jun's true body, was this workshop really the true body of the Inner Province person before him?

If the workshop was his true body, would extinguishing the boiler be equivalent to extinguishing his life?

The furnace fire was very tenacious; after soaking in the tea for a long time, it still hadn't gone out.

Li Li Banfeng was not in a hurry; he could perceive that the workshop was shaking slightly, just like a dying person making a futile struggle.

"I even feel a little sorry for you," Li Li Banfeng rubbed the teapot and sighed, "Tell me, are you really a person from the Inner Province? As long as you tell the truth, I will spare your life."

The workshop did not respond.

Li Li Banfeng nodded: "Fine, then I'll just keep you soaking."

The flames in the boiler were dwindling, and the workshop still didn't speak, but the trembling and twitching were more obvious than before; Li Li Banfeng's principles would not change; if a clue was broken, it could be found again, but an enemy only had one life; cherishing life was Li Li Banfeng's consistent choice.

He could perceive that the workshop's life force was weakening; he used the technique of Golden Eyes and Autumn Hair to scan the workshop back and forth, waiting for something like a soul to appear.

This point could not be vague; Sun Sun Tiecheng had taught Li Li Banfeng that if people from the Inner Province didn't have their souls cleaned up, there was a possibility of rebirth.

Dots of light appeared on the workshop wall; was the soul about to gather?

Li Li Banfeng prepared the weapon to deal with the dead soul; vaguely, singing came from outside the workshop.

"My wounds, your tears, blood and tears mixed with the same salty taste———"

He seemed to have heard these lyrics somewhere.

The Thread-Pulling Earring said in his ear: "It's that person again, the one who sings about pot helmets."

Chu Chu Zikai had come?

How could he have come?

What connection did he have with the textile factory?

Li Li Banfeng left the workshop and didn't see Chu Chu Zikai's figure.

He used the technique of Insightful Dongxi Dongxi Lingyin to judge the direction of the singing; Chu Chu Zikai was still in the real factory courtyard, probably between the fifth and sixth workshops.

To know his exact location, he had to keep listening to his singing, but keeping listening to his singing was a very risky move, and he could be hurt by him at any time.

Especially since Li Li Banfeng used the technique of Insightful Dongxi Dongxi Lingyin; if he took a hit of Blood-Splattering Sound at this time, it was estimated that it could shake through Li Li Banfeng's internal organs.

Li Li Banfeng looked back at Tang Yuan outside the wall; she actually hadn't left yet; she had killed quite a few centipedes and was helping Li Li Banfeng fight.

Li Li Banfeng looked into the distance, then looked at Tang Yuan, signaling her to run for her life quickly.

Tang Yuan hesitated a bit, and Li Li Banfeng glared at her.

This glance scared Tang Yuan into a shiver, and she turned and left.

Li Li Banfeng had no time to be distracted; Chu Chu Zikai had already approached.

His singing had never been interrupted, but Li Li Banfeng felt no discomfort after listening to it.

What was the purpose of his singing?

Just to guard against the Great Expansion Sword Art?

Then he should sing that song "I Am Your Pot Helmet."

Li Li Banfeng turned his face to look at the centipede workshop; the green light on the wall was slowly dissipating, and the soul that was originally about to emerge had retreated back into the body.

This proved that the centipede workshop's life was recovering; it had struggled back from the edge of death.

Chu Chu Zikai was using singing to save this Inner Province person.

The technique of Sound Cultivation actually had such an effect; no wonder when Li Li Banfeng was injured, his wife was always singing in his ear.

Li Li Banfeng used Breaking Through Wan Chuan and kicked the workshop several times; although the "centipede workshop" was tough, a large piece of brick and stone fell off its body.

Chu Chu Zikai's figure flashed in mid-air; he was still wearing a bamboo hat, and under the bamboo hat was a mask with big eyes, a high nose bridge, no lips, and protruding ape teeth.

Seeing the man before him, Chu Chu Zikai was a bit surprised; he didn't know this person's identity, but he had fought with him before.

Why was it him again?

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Chu Chu Zikai looked at Tang Yuan who was running for her life outside the wall: "I can kill him first."

This was a threat to Li Li Banfeng.

Li Li Banfeng nodded: "Kill him then, let's see whose hand is faster."

After saying that, Li Li Banfeng disappeared.

Chu Chu Zikai immediately started singing; he had made full preparations for the Great Expansion Sword Art technique.

This time he wasn't singing one song; he was singing "I Am Your Pot Helmet," and at the same time, he was singing "You Are My Medicine."

The two songs were intertwined; "I Am Your Pot Helmet" was catchy and the melody was grand; "You Are My Medicine"

had a relatively mournful melody, which was suppressed, and Li Li Banfeng could barely hear it.

But the centipede could hear it; in the sound of the music, the steam pipes were slowly repaired, the conveyor belt was also fixed, coal was sent to the boiler again, the pressure gauge slowly rose in reading, and the pistons in the cylinders also moved slowly.

The "centipede workshop" was recovering signs of life.

If it was really saved by Chu Chu Zikai, with the "centipede workshop" plus Chu Chu Zikai two-on-one, Li Li Banfeng had almost no chance of winning.

Chu Chu Zikai tensed his nerves; while treating the "centipede workshop," he had been guarding against the Great Expansion Sword Art, but Li Li Banfeng hadn't made a move.

Why hadn't he made a move yet? Was he trying to exhaust him?

The technique of Sound Blocking the Clouds consumed a lot; Chu Chu Zikai didn't want to delay, but he didn't dare to be the least bit slack.

He increased the volume of "You Are My Medicine," the iron pipes on the workshop moved slowly, and the workshop seemed about to stand up.

Li Li Banfeng suddenly appeared on a tree next to the wall, and Chu Chu Zikai immediately used Sound Blocking the Clouds to block him.

But Li Li Banfeng didn't use any technique; he disappeared from the tree again, leaving his gloves on the tree.

The gloves quietly spat out a hand-cranked phonograph, cranked the handle, and started playing a song, a song recorded by the mistress of the house.

Chu Chu Zikai wanted to heal the "centipede workshop" as soon as possible; the volume of "You Are My Medicine" grew louder and louder, but the sound of "I Am Your Pot Helmet" also grew louder.

Someone is singing along with me!

The sound came from that tree.

Is this a helper brought by the opponent, or some kind of spiritual object?

The voice is very similar to mine, and the rhythm and melody are consistent with mine.

What is this trying to do?

Chu Chu Zikai didn't understand the opponent's intention, and Li Li Banfeng suddenly launched the Great Expansion Sword Art.

Chu Chu Zikai, who was well-prepared, used "I Am Your Pot Helmet" to stall the Great Expansion Sword Art before the technique took effect.

Hum!

The tone shifted, and Chu Chu Zikai prepared to transfer the technique to his side.

Just as the technique went out, the direction was wrong.

The transferred technique didn't hit Tang Yuan, but hit the "centipede workshop."

Chu Chu Zikai was shocked; his own singing was thrown off-key by the phonograph's singing, causing the technique to shift.

Just like the off-road vehicle that exploded back then, the Great Expansion Sword Art, which was originally ineffective against the workshop, caused serious damage to the workshop after Chu Chu Zikai's transfer.

Rumble!

The workshop shook, and a wall was completely blown up.

The main steam pipe that had just been restored was blown apart, and the equipment and instruments on the pipe were scattered all over the ground. This was not the most fatal damage.

The most fatal damage came from the boiler.

The shock wave from the explosion blew out the flames in the boiler.

Chu Chu Zikai wanted to rush up to light the boiler, but Li Li Banfeng's figure appeared near the "centipede workshop."

If Chu Chu Zikai focused on defense, Li Li Banfeng didn't have many ways to deal with him, and if he was slightly careless, he would be hurt by him.

Now that Chu Chu Zikai wanted to take the initiative to attack, that was another matter; Li Li Banfeng wouldn't let him get close to the workshop; as long as he tried once, Chu Chu Zikai might lose his life.

Li Li Banfeng stood by the boiler, waiting quietly for Chu Chu Zikai, to see what other means he had.

Around the centipede workshop, the green light lit up again; the "centipede workshop" had completely lost its life, and the soul was about to come out.

Chu Chu Zikai suddenly changed the song.

While singing "I Am Your Pot Helmet," he sang "Follow Me in the Next Life."

"Even if we can't hold hands in this life, we will hold hands until our hair turns white in the next life———"

"Follow Me in the Next Life" was not Chu Chu Zikai's song; it was a song that was very popular last year; Li Li Banfeng hadn't listened to it much, nor could he hear the meaning of the lyrics clearly, only finding that the centipede's dead soul quickly detached from the workshop and quickly rushed toward Chu Chu Zikai.

This song could summon souls.

Chu Chu Zikai saw that the centipede workshop couldn't be saved, so he retreated to the second best, wanting to take away the centipede's soul.

Li Li Banfeng pulled out the horsewhip given to him by Prince Chun and whipped the centipede's soul a dozen times at an extremely fast speed.

The centipede's soul was injured and couldn't move.

Bursts of bloody smell drifted from Chu Chu Zikai's body; he was going to use Blood-Splattering Sound to fight Li Li Banfeng one last time.

Li Li Banfeng was waiting for this moment.

The gloves were ready on the tree, having changed to a new record.

This was a record specially recorded by the mistress to deal with Blood-Splattering Sound; when Li Li Banfeng and the Thread-Pulling Earring both suffered losses from the Blood-Splattering Sound technique, the mistress studied it for many days and thought of a way to crack it with a record.

What was recorded on the record was a passage from "Silang Visits His Mother"; as long as the gloves could grasp the correct playing time, the opera on the record could weaken the lethality of Blood-Splattering Sound.

And using the Blood-Splattering Sound technique required a price; Chu Chu Zikai himself would be injured, and once injured, he wouldn't be able to use the Sound Blocking the Clouds technique; this technique had extremely high requirements for the physique; without Sound Blocking the Clouds, Chu Chu Zikai would lose the means to deal with the Great Expansion Sword Art.

Chu Chu Zikai had brewed the Blood-Splattering Sound technique, the gloves had adjusted the position of the stylus, and Li Li Banfeng was also ready to make a move.

Woo!

An alarm sounded suddenly outside the wall, and a large number of security team members rushed into the factory area.

What's the situation?

The Dark Star Bureau came to support?

Who called for this support? Could it be Tang Yuan?

Why is the sound of this alarm so loud? And so harsh? Why does it seem like there's a technique in this alarm sound?

Hearing the alarm sound, Chu Chu Zikai took the opportunity to change his tactics, using the technique of Following the Sound to amplify the alarm sound by dozens of times.

The gloves cranked the phonograph, wanting to offset Chu Chu Zikai's technique, but the opera on the record was ineffective against the Following the Sound technique.

Seeing this, the gloves didn't fight anymore, quickly swallowed the phonograph, and drilled into Li Li Banfeng's pocket.

The deafening alarm sound made Li Li Banfeng dizzy; the soul of the "workshop," which had been stiff and motionless, was awakened and rushed toward Chu Chu Zikai again.

The sudden change completely disrupted Li Li Banfeng's plan.

Li Li Banfeng flicked his horsewhip, tied up the soul of the "centipede workshop," pulled it with his hand, and collected the soul together with the horsewhip into his sleeve.

Chu Chu Zikai continuously amplified the sound of the alarm, and under the offensive of the sound waves, rushed toward Li Li Banfeng.

If he continued to fight under these circumstances, Li Li Banfeng would suffer a big loss.

Li Li Banfeng didn't fight with Chu Chu Zikai; he kicked Chu Chu Zikai.

Chu Chu Zikai flew out, and Li Li Banfeng also flew out.

Traveling Cultivator Ninth Layer Technique, One Parting Ten Thousand Miles.

Li Li Banfeng, flying in mid-air, looked at the security team members pouring into the factory area.

They were bumping around in the factory area, but couldn't find the location of the battle between Li Li Banfeng and Chu Chu Zikai.

The alarm was still ringing, and he didn't know who this thing was meant to warn.

Carrying the soul of the centipede workshop, Li Li Banfeng didn't know how long he had flown before falling into a paddy field.

After crawling out of the paddy field, Li Li Banfeng looked around for a long time.

"Where is this place?"

There was an old man nearby, splashed with mud, looking at Li Li Banfeng and saying: "Kaobei, what's the situation?"

Li Li Banfeng stuffed fifty yuan to the old man as compensation, found a place where no one was around, and brought the soul of the "centipede workshop" into his Personal Residence.

"Mistress, I brought back an Inner Province person."

"Is it a clam?" The mistress was very excited, and the whole family was very excited.

They were used to eating delicacies, and even if an Immortal Realm cultivator was sent, everyone could treat it with a normal heart.

But the flesh and blood of an Inner Province person made them unable to calm down; they still remembered the taste of that clam back then.

The phonograph said excitedly: "Projector, you didn't catch up on the last meal; wait until I finish eating, and I'll let you eat first this time."

The projector looked at Li Li Banfeng and said after a moment of silence: "Regret is the beauty that belongs to art."

"What regret———"

Li Li Banfeng released the soul of the "centipede workshop," only the soul.

The phonograph played a slow beat and sang softly: "Hey, husband, is this meal specially prepared for the little slave?"

Xiang Xiang Hongying couldn't take it anymore: "Seventh Brother, you can't do this! This evil woman eats meat, and you won't even give everyone a sip of soup?"

The phonograph grabbed the board and was about to hit, and Xiang Xiang Hongying shouted: "Brothers and sisters, fight this evil woman, don't let her eat alone!"

The Personal Residence was in chaos.

Li Li Banfeng sighed silently.

The Dark Star Bureau searched for a day and a night without finding Li Li Banfeng's whereabouts.

Director Shen Shen Jingye sat in his office, his right hand tightly pinching his chin, his expression exceptionally solemn.

Deputy Director Wang said from the side: "Judging from You You Xuehan's description, a very fierce battle occurred at the scene; the concealment space she mentioned has not been found yet; I'm afraid Li Ju is in great danger this time."

Shen Shen Jingye didn't make a sound, still pinching his chin tightly.

Li Qi was missing; he was actually missing.

He had to pinch tightly, otherwise Shen Shen Jingye would laugh out loud.

At the workstation, Tang Yuan's eyes were red from crying.

She regretted leaving the battlefield at the last moment; otherwise, she would definitely have been able to save Seventh Brother, or at least know where Seventh Brother had gone.

After crying, Tang Yuan sobered up.

Seventh Brother was still alive, he must still be alive; she would go find him tomorrow, at least find the crime scene; perhaps Seventh Brother was still in that courtyard, perhaps the battle hadn't ended yet, perhaps he was still waiting for me—

The desk phone rang, and Tang Yuan was stunned.

It was from Li Ju's office.

Who could it be?

Tang Yuan picked up the phone and heard Li Qi's voice: "Tang Yuan, come to my office."

Clatter!

The receiver in her hand fell to the ground; Tang Yuan couldn't believe she had really heard Li Qi's voice.

She picked up the receiver again and found that the other party had already hung up.

Staying at the workstation for a moment, Tang Yuan wiped her tears, took out a mirror, and tidied up her makeup.

She habitually brought her notebook, inserted a pen into her jacket pocket, straightened her glasses, and walked toward Li Qi's office.

The office light was on; was it him?

Was it really him?

Tang Yuan took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Tang Yuan entered the door and saw Li Qi sitting behind the desk.

Her body was trembling uncontrollably; she wanted to go up and hug Li Qi, but she didn't have the courage.

Li Qi was very calm; he first poured a glass of water for Tang Yuan.

"Sit, drink some water."

Tang Yuan sat on the chair, picked up the water glass, and took a sip.

The water was very salty because she really wanted to cry.

Swallowing the water into her stomach, Tang Yuan tried to calm herself down.

Li Li Banfeng was always very calm; he looked at the water glass and said: "The taste isn't quite right, is it? I added laxatives to the water."

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment; her heart, which had been beating wildly, was now beating even faster.

"Seventh Brother, why did you———"

Li Li Banfeng sank his face and said: "Was it you who called the people from the bureau to the textile factory?"

Tang Yuan shook her head: "It wasn't me; without your order, I wouldn't have asked the bureau for help."

"Then who notified them? Lightbulb and Star?"

Tang Yuan shook her head repeatedly: "I don't know about that, it really wasn't me!"

Li Li Banfeng gave a sinister smile: "If you don't tell the truth, you're going to suffer."

"Seventh Brother, it really wasn't me; if you don't believe me, I'll drink this whole cup!" Tang Yuan picked up the cup,

and drank the whole cup of water dry.

Li Li Banfeng was stunned.

Tang Yuan blushed and said: "I'll just endure it in front of you; I didn't lie to you, believe it or not!"

Seeing Tang Yuan so unyielding, this matter really shouldn't have been done by her.

PS: Then who could have done it? ===== CHAPTER 511 =====

PS: Who could have done that?