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Heir to the Divine in a Strange Realm

Chapter: 27

Mi August’s thoughts retracted and he knew the topic was coming, “So that’s it.”

Behind them, Ban Lu, who had a bruised face, and the twin boys who were supporting each other looked at him eagerly.

Mi August smiled, “You are trying to say that you cannot be the master of these public properties and must be returned to the government.”

The eyes of the three people were bright, and the little chickens nodded.

Yu Hu said tactfully: “Young lady has saved our lives. If it is our personal property, we will be willing to give it to you.”

Mi August has always been principled, “I saved those artifacts. It has nothing to do with you, and I don’t need any thanks.”

The four of them were surprised when they heard the last sentence, but Mi August brought them back to their original state with the next sentence.

“Since it is public property, the public should pay for it. When the people from the Department of Spiritual Investigation come to pay the medical fees, I will return the patients to them.”

“…”

There was silence.

Mi August asked Yu Hu, “We agreed to leave today, are you ready?”

Yu Hu only remembered this agreement after she mentioned it, “… Wen Qingyu, that little thief is missing.”

Mi August looked at Zhai Ling.

The housekeeper went out to pick up someone.

Mi August looked back at Yu Hu, “Don’t worry, people will get it back for you.”

Yu Hu’s throat felt dry, “Thank you.”

Mi August: “We agreed yesterday that you would escort us back to the city to pay for our room today. Since we are not leaving today…”

“Let’s go, we can do it.” Yu Hu said.

Ban Lu and the twin boys also nodded vigorously.

If you don’t leave, are you waiting to be tricked into selling yourself for ten years like each other?

When Wen Qingyu was brought out, he was full of stench, his face was pale and he looked like half of his life was gone.

When the housekeeper handed him over to Yu Hu and the others, they were shocked, shocked, disgusted and relieved.

It turns out that the worst person is not myself.

Banlu blew his whistle, and soon four horses came running from a distance.

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