Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Mingyue swallowed her saliva and took a deep breath of cold air, trying to calm down the excitement in her heart.

But her heartbeat was like a war drum, reverberating in her chest as if it was about to jump out.

Murong Fu noticed Mingyue's series of subtle reactions and smiled softly without breaking the slightly awkward silence.

He knew that Mingyue's mood must be extremely complicated now.

Finally, Mingyue took a deep breath and slowly relaxed her clenched fists, as if to say to herself, calm down, everything is expected.

She felt that perhaps the reason why she was so excited was because she never expected to stand next to such a powerful person, let alone that such a person would give her such a high level of trust.

"Mr. Murong, you have shown me so much strength and resources. I, Mingyue, will naturally go all out to protect Wushuang City and your career together."

There was determination in Mingyue's voice.

Murong Fu observed this, but he did not elaborate on it. He just raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to say: "Look, I trust you, and you won't be disappointed."

The corners of his mouth raised into a slight but magnetic smile.

Mingyue bit her lip and tried to suppress her emotions.

She felt like she was standing on the edge of a huge whirlpool at the moment. Once she took this step, there was no possibility of turning back.

But when she saw Murong Fu's eyes again, Mingyue knew that she had made a decision.

"Mr. Murong, as you said, since you value me so much, I, Mingyue, will do my best not to let you down."

Mingyue's voice was bright but firm, as if she had abandoned all worries and hesitations.

Murong Fu nodded, with a trace of indescribable appreciation on his expression.

He turned around, walked to a stone desk, and pulled out a piece of parchment.

"These are several new drugs that will be launched by Rongfu Drug Store. I hope you can promote them in Wushuang City.

This will not only bring more resources to the city, but also be a means to fight against the Dugu family. "

With that said, he handed Mingyue the parchment.

Mingyue took the paper, her heart filled with complex emotions, but she knew that this was an opportunity and a challenge.

And at this moment.

Murong Fu's voice was calm: "Ming Yue, you must be careful in everything.

Although the actions of the City Lord's Mansion have temporarily subsided, the storm may arise again at any time.

There is no room for error in our plan, especially when it comes to covert operations. "

Mingyue stared into Murong Fu's eyes, and she felt his determination and trust.

She nodded and responded: "Don't worry, I will be extremely careful and never let any accidents happen."

Afterwards, Murong Fu left the Ming family's mansion.

Mingyue sat in the hall, her thoughts echoing the conversation just now.

She understood that the situation at hand was not optimistic. Murong Fu's plan was very involved, and once it was leaked, the consequences would be disastrous.

In order to ensure that things would not go in the wrong direction, Mingyue resolutely summoned all the servants who had met Murong Fu.

These servants were either standing or sitting, quietly waiting for Mingyue's orders.

She stood before them, looking steadily at each one.

"Everyone gather here."

Her voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Immediately, the servants in the mansion came from all directions and gathered around Mingyue almost silently.

They could feel the difference in Mingyue's aura and the almost imperceptible anxiety on her face.

"Mr. Murong, who is visiting today, is not allowed to reveal any information to the outside world.

Neither his purpose nor any conversation between him and me.

This is the highest level secret in the government. "

Mingyue stared into each servant's eyes, making sure they understood exactly what she meant.

"If anyone dares to leak any information, he will be punished at his own risk and will be killed without mercy."

Her voice became even colder, almost causing the temperature in the hall to drop a few degrees.

The servants looked at each other, then lowered their heads to show understanding and submission.

They knew that Mingyue was not just a talker, she had the ability and determination to carry out her orders.

Seeing this, Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that she still had more things to do next, but at least now, this most basic safety barrier had been set up.

"You can leave now."

Mingyue waved her hand, indicating that they could leave.

The servants dispersed, leaving Mingyue alone in the hall.

She turned and walked towards her study, holding tightly the parchment Murong Fu gave her.

After a while.

Murong Fu's return did not disturb the tranquility of the inn. The sunlight poured into the room through the window, and the warm light shone on his body, as if shrouding him in a mysterious halo.

He walked into the inn, his white robe gently brushing against his face. His steps were calm, but he exuded an inviolable aura.

The door to the room slowly opened, and Duan Lang stood at the door, seemingly placing all his care and worry on this moment.

Seeing Murong Fu's safe return, his nervousness finally relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Murong, you are back safely."

Duan Lang greeted him with a smile, with a trace of unconcealable joy in his voice.

"Why, can't you have a good rest when I'm not around?" Murong Fu said with a smile.

Duanlang breathed a sigh of relief, "Worry is inevitable. After all, the place you are going to this time is not that complicated."

Murong Fu chuckled lightly, "Don't worry, things are going well.

Now, go to the next room and get some rest, you look really tired. "

Duan Lang nodded, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and left, with an unconcealed concern in his steps.

After the door closed, Murong Fu let out a long breath, then walked to a wooden table in the room and sat down.

He shook his sleeves gently, and a Qiankun bag gently fell on the table.

He slowly opened the Qiankun bag and took out a piece of densely written parchment and several bottles and jars.

These are key elements of his plan.

First, he unfolded the parchment and examined it carefully.

This is a detailed plan with Ming Yue on how to arrange the next actions.

Then, he picked up a small bottle containing a special herbal medicine.

"This herbal medicine is a unique secret recipe of Rongfu Medicine Shop. It can detoxify hundreds of poisons."

Murong Fu whispered to himself, and then carefully put the bottle back into the Qiankun bag.

Then, he took out a small jar with a powdery substance inside.

He stared for a moment, then said, "This can be used as a backup, if necessary."

And soon.

Murong Fu took out precious herbs one by one from the Qiankun bag. They shone with rich colors in the sunlight. Each one was a rare or even non-existent treasure in this stormy world.