Left a note and walked away

  When Qingfeng handed the letter to Fang Hao, the expression on Fang Hao's face was absolutely brilliant.

  Fang Hao held the letter in his hand, his face looking even more unsightly: "Lao Wu has run away from home..."

  I'm leaving...

  Help me take care of Qingfeng, the second layer of the cabinet is her sheet music.

  There is a elixir I refined inside the cliff, if you need it, you can go get it.

  The flowers and grass in Lao Si's backyard, I will help her take care of them, so she doesn't have to worry.

  Don't worry about me having no money to spend, I have already borrowed 5 million taels from the Silver Bank in Yangzhou.

  The little wife raised by old dad outside, I will help mom clean up.

  Respectfully presented by Lao Wu, no need to remember

  Fang Hao's face turned fiercely red, he didn't know if Old Five was joking or being serious.

  Fang Yun didn't mind being a young master at home, he just didn't want to be forced to do things he didn't like.

  This world is still fresh in Fang Yun's eyes. Although Fang Yun has read countless books, his understanding of this world is not much, and he only knows the general geographical location.

  The Fang family's home in the north of the desert is on a plain, while the southern border belongs to the subtropical region, with rich land and numerous imperial forests, it is also the most chaotic piece of land, where many countries have been at war for years.

  The Western Territory is the largest in area, but also the most barren, mostly desert, with few countries. However, it is home to the famous Western Fire Worship, and there are many documents about this cult. The Fire Worship cult is best at fire magic, and it is said that they possess many lost fire magic spells.

  The Eastern Continent is the most mysterious, ruled by six countries, and has been at war for many years. The scale of warfare there far surpasses that of the Southern Border, with even a minor conflict involving an army of millions.

  And this is only the Eastern Continent, on the other side of the ocean, there are many continental island nations, among which the closest one belongs to the Eastern Island Nation. The area of the Eastern Island Nation is roughly the same as that of the Northern Desert, and its customs and people are similar to those of the Eastern Continent.

  There is also the Western Continent, which is far away from us. The customs of the Western Continent are very different from those of the Eastern Continent. There are not many records in the literature, and due to the great distance, there is almost no exchange except for a small amount of trade.

  "Which direction should I go?" Fang Yun is now aimless, but the most important thing is to leave Mo Bei and the Fang family's territory first. Otherwise, he will be caught by his own father sooner or later.

  "Er Ge and San Ge are all in Southern Xinjiang. I haven't seen them until now, so I'll take this opportunity to go to Southern Xinjiang first and see if they can recognize me."

  Fang Yun made up his mind and decided to head to Nanjiang. This trip was aimless, just to avoid those uncles and aunts.

  Fang Yun traveled overnight and arrived at Yandu, a city hundreds of miles away from the Great Yan City. Yandu was not a prosperous city, but rather a remote small town with a population of less than three million, covering an area only one-tenth that of the Great Yan City.

  However, the mercenaries here are unmatched by those in Daxia City, because of its location at the intersection, many mercenaries come and go from here, and the streets, alleys, inns, and taverns are all places where mercenaries gather.

  Everywhere are mercenaries, inquiring about passersby, pulling customers, and there is no difference with those drivers who pull customers on earth.

  Fang Yun walked into an inn, where several groups of mercenaries were gathered. The walls of the inn also had a bulletin board with many tasks recorded on it, as well as the routes of many mercenaries.

  The little waiter came up quickly: "Young master, what would you like to order?"

  Fang Yun casually pulled out a silver note, didn't even look at the number on it, and said: "Find me a mercenary group heading to the White Cloud Empire in South疆, get me another table of food, and the rest is your reward."

  Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about Fang Yun's age. He stretched out his hand and stuffed the silver ticket into his pocket. The mercenaries at several nearby tables immediately swarmed over.

  "Little master, are you going to Southern Xinjiang? Our White Tiger Mercenary Group's route passes through the White Cloud Empire. We set out tomorrow, want to join us?"

  "Our mercenary group's destination is the White Cloud Empire. As long as you name a place, we'll escort you there directly for just 100 taels."

  "We..."

  These four or five mercenaries, speaking in unison, continuously promoted their own mercenary group.

  Fang Yun ignored these mercenaries, found an empty table to sit down, and the waiter quickly brought up a table of food: "Young master, I made this dish myself, please enjoy."

  "It tastes good." Fang Yun ate a few mouthfuls, nodded slightly, and turned to look at Xiao Er: "It seems our fate is not over yet, hehe..."

  The food at this inn is quite delicious, but it seems that some anesthetics have been added to the dishes. Fang Yun didn't notice, but the waiter and the shopkeeper exchanged sly smiles.

  But in an instant, Fang Yun was already lying on the table, unconscious.

  This inn usually does mercenary business, and also does some shady dealings. Especially when they encounter a fat sheep like Fang Yun, they will not let him go.

  Fang Yun woke up to find himself already inside a prison car, he hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

  Although he slept for three days, Fang Yun was still familiar with the events that took place around him, even the anesthetic in his food.

  Fang Yun stretched his waist: "The effect of the anesthetic is good, next time use the anesthetic to refine some sleeping pills, the effect should be very good."

  In the same prison car as Fang Yun, there was a robust big man with iron chains on his hands and feet, and a chain ball hanging from his foot. He was bare-chested, with scars all over his body.

  Dahan's eyes were dull and lifeless, he glanced at Fang Yun: "Whose kid are you, also kidnapped by these human traffickers?"

  "Where is this going?" Fang Yun asked aloud.

  "Nanjiang, I am one of those human traffickers," said Da Han.

  "Oh, just in time." Fang Yun lay down again: "Just in time to send me to Nanyang."

  Fang Yun had no idea he was being kidnapped, and Da Han's face was full of shock. He thought that after Fang Yun woke up, he would make a big fuss, and he was worried that Fang Yun would anger the human traffickers due to his loss of control, and they would definitely suffer as a result.

  However, in fact, Fang Yun was even more calm than him. At first, he had a violent outburst because of being hijacked, and the scars on his body were left at that time. Moreover, the human trafficker also added shackles and chains to him.

  "Little one, aren't you afraid?" the big man asked.

  "Why be afraid?" Fang Yun asked back.

  "They are human traffickers, and with your appearance, most of the boys will..." The big man stopped mid-sentence, suddenly swallowing his words. He suddenly felt that if Fang Yun knew about his fate, it would be too great a blow to this 'innocent' young man.

  Many nobles have a special hobby, they like some young boys and girls, as their own playthings, and Fang Yun will also be sold to such nobles.

  The big man let out a soft sigh, as if worried about Fang Yun's fate. Fang Yun revealed an innocent smile: "If I want to leave, no one can stop me."

  Dahan forced a smile and didn't take Fang Yun's words to heart: "Are you going out alone?"

  "I'm a runaway, my old man arranged for me to be engaged to some little girl, I didn't agree so I ran away." Fang Yun said with a smile.

  "What were you doing in Southern Xinjiang?"

  "I'm going to find Lao Er and Lao San, they are both in Southern Xinjiang. I've never seen them since I was born, so I want to go take a look at what they look like."

  Dahan already knew that Fang Yun was definitely the young master of a certain big family, but such a young master, he had seen not a few, and the outcome of falling to this day was also his own fault.

  "What's your name?" Fang Yun asked.

  "Wu Yue." The Great Han said.

  "Hmm, I'm curious, apart from being physically strong, it seems like there's nothing valuable about you that would make them go to great lengths to transport you all the way to the southern border. There's no aura or magical fluctuations, you just look like an ordinary person... Are they going to use you as a laborer?" Fang Yun looked at Wu Yue with suspicion.

  Wu Yue's mouth corners slightly twitched, this kid speaks without any consideration, and he still worries about him.

  "So you know you're being taken away, what will happen to you?" Wu Yue asked.

  "Do you really think I don't understand anything?" Fang Yun smiled, his face without a hint of worry, completely unlike a suffering rich young master.