Fei Kexin was even more surprised. She asked in puzzlement, "Ruoli, didn't Mr. Ye arrange for us to go to Syria? Where are we going at this time?"
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but asked a little nervously: "Mr. Ye must have regretted it, right? No...Mr. Ye is definitely not such a person, so where does he want us to go?"
Su Ruoli smiled and said: "Mr. Ye said, we can't say where we are going, even I don't know now, I only know that we only have half an hour to prepare, and the helicopter will take us away when it arrives Here, um, to Colombo, the capital of Sri Lanka."
"Sri Lanka..." Fei Kexin muttered, turned to look at the land far away to the right, and blurted out: "No wonder the freighter has been moving very slowly recently, so I planned to let us disembark here..."
As she spoke, she looked at Su Ruoli and asked, "Ruoli, are you going to Colombo with us?"
"Yes." Su Ruoli said with a smile: "According to Mr. Ye's request, I will escort you to your destination."
Fei Kexin nodded lightly, and asked again: "Then does my grandfather know?"
Su Ruoli said: "I will notify you as soon as I receive the order. Mr. Fei and Mr. Yuan are there. You should tell them."
"Okay." Fei Kexin said with difficulty hiding his melancholy in his heart: "I'm going to tell Grandpa and Master Yuan right now, and let them hurry up and pack up their belongings."
"Okay." Su Ruoli said, "I'll go clean up too. I'll see you on the deck in twenty-five minutes."
Fei Kexin trotted all the way back to the cabin of the freighter. Fei Jianzhong was idle at the moment, trying to carve a piece of waste wood the size of a fist with a knife.
This piece of wood was one of the few pieces of wood he picked up by chance on the freighter. Because it was really boring, he picked it up and carved something to pass the boring time.
At this time, his personal bodyguard Yuan Zixu was helping him polish one of the already formed wood carvings with the fine sandpaper he found, and praised while polishing: "Mr. Fei, I didn't expect you to have such a skill. This Tara It looks like I asked you to sculpt it, it is already very lifelike!"
Fei Jianzhong said with a smile: "When I was young, my biggest wish was to be a sculptor, and I even learned the craft from a master for a while."
As he said that, he glanced at the statue of Tara carved in Yuan Zixu's hands, and said seriously: "Master Yuan, I will give this Tara to you. If I leave in the future, you can also keep a memory of me!"
Yuan Zixu said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Fei. I really like this Tara portrait. I will definitely keep it well and live up to your kindness!"
Fei Jianzhong nodded and said with a smile: "If there is a chance in the future and I can find a good piece of agarwood, I will carve another one for you!"
Yuan Zixu was flattered and said: "No need for Mr. Fei, this piece of Yuan is very grateful..."
Fei Jianzhong smiled slightly, and said: "I should be grateful to you when I say gratitude. You have worked hard by my side for so many years, and now you are implicated in this way because of me. To be honest, I feel really sad. I'm sorry..."
Yuan Zixu hurriedly said, "Mr. Fei, you are being polite, this is all my duty!"
Fei Jianzhong nodded and was about to speak when the door was suddenly pushed open by Fei Kexin.
When Fei Kexin entered the door, seeing his grandfather and Yuan Zixu were there, he hurriedly said: "Grandpa, Master Yuan, Mr. Ye has an order to let us hurry up and pack up our personal belongings. A plane will pick us up to Colombo, the capital of Sri Lanka, in half an hour!"
Fei Jianzhong asked in amazement: "Aren't you going to Syria? Why was it changed to Colombo?"
"I don't know either." Fei Kexin said: "The order Mr. Ye just gave was conveyed by Ms. Su, and Ms. Su will go with us."
"Strange..." Fei Jianzhong frowned, smacked his lips and said, "Let's go to Syria, I can figure it out, after all, the Wanlong Temple has established a base there, and when we get there, our safety will be guaranteed... But, let us Why did you go to Colombo?"
Yuan Zixu was also at a loss, and said, "Sri Lanka is relatively chaotic, and it is impossible for the Hall of Thousand Dragons to have too many people there. It is certainly not as safe as Syria. Why did Mr. Ye suddenly change his plan?"
Fei Kexin said helplessly: "Let's not discuss these things now. Since Mr. Ye asked us to go to Sri Lanka, we must not refuse. It's a blessing or a disaster. We can't avoid it. We can only choose to trust Mr. Ye! And the helicopter It's coming soon, we have to pack up quickly."
Fei Jianzhong sighed, and said with emotion: "Kexin is right! It's a blessing, not a disaster, and a disaster can't be avoided! Since this life was saved by Mr. Ye, then everything will be arranged by Mr. Ye! Pack up your things and get ready. let's go!"
Twenty minutes later, Fei Jianzhong, Fei Kexin and Yuan Zixu came to the deck with their luggage.
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