After Wang Xuan understood the master's consciousness, he stood up and left. He had just shed a layer of skin, and if he didn't wash it off several times, he would feel a little disgusted with himself.
When Wang Xuan entered the ward again, he found that Old Chen was radiant and looking in the mirror. He also took a comb and combed his hair that didn't need to be taken care of at all.
"What's the situation?" Wang Xuan asked Qingmu.
Aoki looked strange and said, "We'll have a distinguished guest coming soon."
Wang Xuan understood immediately and said with a smile: "Old confidante!" Lao Chen's comb immediately flew over and almost hit his forehead.
Not long after, a spaceship actually landed on the helipad of the manor, and Aoki immediately ran to pick it up personally.
Only one woman came to the ward accompanied by Aoki. The others were signaled by her to leave and were invited to dinner by someone from the manor.
Wang Xuan hurriedly greeted him and greeted him politely. He was surprised. This woman looked to be only in her mid-thirties, much younger than he thought. Although she was middle-aged, her charm remained unchanged and she had a mature beauty.
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The old confidante is not old, there is almost twenty years difference between her and Lao Chen.
Wang Xuan looked at Old Chen with a strange look in his eyes. Who is Old Chen? He immediately understood what he meant: Old Chen, I never thought you were such a person!
In an instant, Lao Chen wanted to teach Wang Jiaozu to be a quiet and good person.
"I am the same age as Lao Chen." The mature woman said with a smile. She was extremely sharp and could understand their eyes in an instant.
"Sister... you are so young!" Wang Xuan praised him sincerely. He seriously doubted that because Lao Chen looked older in the past, was it because he had saved his life for his confidante?
Lao Chen introduced that this woman's name was Guan Lin, who was his friend for many years and had known her for thirty years. This time Guan Lin personally came to take Lao Chen to the capital to "recuperate".
Tomorrow morning Guan Lin has to attend the memorial service of Olesha, the number one figure in the new art field, otherwise she would leave tonight.
Qingmu quietly told Wang Xuan that the expedition organization had come into contact with many weird places. Lao Chen once ventured into a deserted place and picked a strange flower for Guan Lin that was recorded in ancient books, so she did not look older after so many years.
Wang Xuan was surprised. Qingmu said that the Jedi must have a narrow escape after entering. Lao Chen was actually willing to pick that kind of strange flower for a woman. It seemed that the relationship was quite close. He couldn't help but ask.
Aoki shook his head and whispered: "My master has always been single. Sister Guan has almost never been married. The past is very complicated."
He didn't elaborate, and Wang Xuan didn't ask any more questions. There must be some story in it.
Guan Lin asked: "Xiaoqing, at Olesha's memorial service tomorrow morning, will anyone from you go to see him off? After all, it's on your territory. Be generous and have someone send a wreath."
Xiao Qing? Wang Xuan wanted to laugh, but turned back to look at Qing Mu, only to find that he was very calm and had already adapted to this title.
Wang Xuan suddenly felt that this woman looked gentle, but she should be very strong. She came to stand up for Lao Chen and Qingmu, and she had to express her attitude to certain people appropriately.
Today, some people are putting pressure on Aoki to sacrifice his life. It was Guan Lin who refuted the demands of some people and now allows people from the old arts field to attend the memorial service, which is enough to show her strength. Most of them are in private.
Fight.
Aoki sneered and said: "My master wants me to send a wreath to Olesha for him."
Guan Lin shook her head and said: "It's over, let Xiao Wang go tomorrow, I will also attend, nothing will happen."
Lao Chen frowned and said, "There's no great master here, right?"
"No." Guan Lin shook her head and said: "Recently, the great masters in the new arts field have come to die one by one. How can you dare to set foot on the old soil easily now and worry about something happening?"
"That's enough." Old Chen smiled lightly.
Guan Lin looked at Wang Xuan in surprise when she heard this, and instantly realized something.
Early the next morning, after Wang Xuan washed up and had breakfast, he wrapped his hands with gauze, then got into a special car prepared by Aoki and rushed to a funeral parlor in Ancheng.
"Interesting, there are people from the old art field too!" Someone recognized Wang Xuan who got out of the car at a glance, and suddenly showed a strange look. After all, he left a deep impression on people during the rainy night battle.
When Wang Xuan arrived at the entrance of the funeral home, he found many acquaintances who had met them in the manor in the suburbs, and they all moved here.
Lao Wu, dressed in black, happened to see Wang Xuan when he got out of the car. He quickly walked over and said, "Xiao Wang, why are you here?"
"Everyone has died to see Lao Ao off, so I don't care so much." Wang Xuan sighed.
Lao Wu was speechless, is this something you care about? It’s people in the new art field who care!
"Xiao Wang, what are you talking about? I'm worried that someone will argue with you later!" Wu Yin walked over quickly, wearing a black formal suit. In such a solemn occasion, she looked extremely cool. No matter how she wore it, her curves were perfect.
It's very proud, and I can't hide it.
"Mr. Zhong Yong, a representative figure among the super chaebols, actually wrote an elegiac couplet in his own hand and had it delivered." Someone in the distance exclaimed.
When Lao Wu heard this, he immediately curled his lips and said: "I can guarantee that this elegiac couplet was definitely written to Lao Chen at the beginning. But Lao Chen was too strong, so the old man of the Zhong family directly changed hands and gave it to Olesha."
"Let's go meet some old friends. Xiao Wang will chat later." Old Wu took Wu Yin away to meet some acquaintances in the chaebol.
On the way, Lao Wu whispered to his niece, "I have a feeling that this little king is so confident that he dares to come here. Either he has made a breakthrough on his own and is not afraid of being targeted by the masters in the new art field, or there is someone standing behind him and trying to attack him."
Relevant parties have expressed a tough attitude."
Finally, he added to his niece, saying: "Hurry up, that mysterious land waits for no one. Xiao Wang is not a bad person, he is a good person. If he sees you as a confidant, he will probably help us."
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"Uncle, what are you implying?!"
Olesha's influence is indeed great and can extend the life of the upper class people. Many distinguished guests came today.
Not far away, Zhong Cheng was wrapped in bandages and followed Zhong Qing. He had sharp eyes and spotted Wang Xuan immediately, and immediately whispered: "Sister, did you see? Old Wu and Sister Wu Yin were obviously wooing Old Wang just now, you
We have to act quickly.”
Zhong Qing glanced at him and said nothing.
Zhong Cheng whispered: "With your methods, it shouldn't be difficult to make him unilaterally think that you are his confidante, right? I'll go over and say hello to him first, and you'll be here soon."
Then, Zhong Cheng ran over and shouted from a distance: "Brother Wang!"
Wang Xuan turned around and saw his appearance, and immediately smiled. What happened? Zhong Cheng had gauze wrapped around his head, and there was actually a bandage on his arm.
"Are you an orthopedic surgeon?" he asked with concern.
"Brother Wang, be silent!" Zhong Cheng felt guilty. His sister was not far away. If he heard any more nonsense, he would probably need casts on his legs tomorrow.
"I didn't expect that your sister looks soft and sweet, but she is so heavy-handed." Wang Xuan sighed.
"Brother Wang, my sister actually wants to talk to you." Zhong Cheng smiled brightly.
Wang Xuan was surprised and asked: "Have you brought the scriptures?"
Zhong Cheng was in a daze, Lao Wang, are you too ruthless and realistic?!