Although Pang Wuzheng and the woman in green came to Xianghaihua in a hurry, their eyes were also looking at the little uncle. They couldn't help it, the little uncle was indeed very good-looking, and the distance between them and the distance between them.
The flowers are not defensive, reflecting the close relationship.
When we arrived in front of Xiang Haihua, a polite exchange between the two parties was inevitable.
And this close contact was exactly what the junior uncle wanted.
When you perform the Listening Technique at such a close distance, the movement of every pore on the body of everyone around you, the movement of every tiny blood vessel, the movement of every qi energy, whether it is a trickle or a majestic sea, all matter.
Nothing could be hidden from him, everything was clearly laid out in front of him.
Judging from the current level of the Yin Zi Jue of the young master uncle, only by getting close can one understand the inner implications clearly.
The majestic magic power in the two people's bodies is deep and deep. It is not comparable to the cultivation level of him and Xiang Haihua. It is like the difference between a stream and a river. He can tell at a glance that the two people in front of him are indeed cultivators in the high-xuan realm.
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Although they are in the normal high-xuan realm, neither Xiang Luo Ce nor Dayesi can figure out the depth of their cultivation. What is the situation?
While he was smiling and thinking silently, Pang Wuzheng, who was polite, had already cast his eyes on him. He tried to ask with his hands raised: "This man of Yushu Linfeng is very handsome. I don't know which high-ranking disciple he is."
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He was just pretending to be confused. With his sharp eyes and ears in the Amber Sea, how could he not know that Xiang Haihua had a lover?
And Xiang Haihua and his junior uncle also knew that he was deliberately pretending to be confused.
However, some things are like this, and everyone has to pretend to be confused. Pang Wuzheng couldn't possibly say that he was secretly "observing" Xiang Haihua, and it was hard for Xiang Haihua to take off others' fig leaf.
The junior uncle put away his fan, held it upside down and cupped it in his hand, and responded: "Senior Pang, I can't afford to be a member of a high-ranking family. My surname is Bai. I am a loose person in the world. I'm not worth mentioning."
He didn't want to appear that he was approaching people intentionally to avoid suspicion.
Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Pang Wuzheng laughed and said something like how humble a young man is. Then he asked Xiang Haihua, "May I ask the master, the prince's adopted son Lin Long was frightened this morning. Now,
Are you okay?"
Borrowing a car and talking so much nonsense made Xiang Haihua a little impatient, "I don't know, it should be fine."
Pang Wuzheng: "It's an honor to meet Mr. Lin. Master, do you think I will host a banquet tomorrow to appease Mr. Lin? Will Mr. Lin appreciate it?"
The woman in green clothes on the side had her eyes flickering, realizing that he was looking for an opportunity to touch the little ball.
Xiang Haihua was disgusted by the flattery again and said indifferently: "How do I know this? You have to ask him yourself."
Pang Wuzheng: "Okay, if Mr. Lin agrees, may I be lucky enough to invite the Pavilion Master and Mr. Bai to the banquet together?"
Xiang Haihua subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she thought of accompanying Lin Long, she hesitated. After all, she was reminded by her father, and she also realized that Lin Long's identity might have other connotations, and she had the obligation to accompany and take good care of him.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's wait until Mr. Lin agrees to attend the banquet."
"Okay, okay." Pang Wuzheng agreed repeatedly, and then invited Xiang Haihua to come in and sit down again.
With Yuhuangjun by her side, Xianghaihua doesn't want to talk to such an old man. He is someone who plays with her father's generation, and they can't play together if they are of a different generation. Besides, she can't stand this old man.
The flatterer decisively refused again.
After watching the guests board the car and drive away, the servants around him were busy doing their own thing, and there were no outsiders around. The woman in green clothes suddenly muttered, "I should have seen this pretty boy before."
"Huh?" Pang Wuzheng was surprised, "Before? When did you see him?"
The woman in green: "In the Amber Sea, Li Chenghu should have been here before he was bathed in blood."
Pang Wuzheng's expression suddenly showed seriousness, "Can you remember what happened?"
The woman in green: "Nothing happened, I just happened to meet him by chance."
There was doubt in Pang Wuzheng's eyes, "With your status and status at that time, how can you still remember someone you met by chance after so many years?"
The woman in green's reply was rather simple, "She is really good-looking and impressed me deeply."
"..." Pang Wuzheng was stunned, feeling like he was struck down instantly.
He was thinking about things, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple and extremely realistic reason. He realized that he really thought too much, which made him speechless.
The woman in green clothes noticed something strange in his expression, and remembered that the values of these men were a little different from those of the Amber tribe, so she added, "What are you thinking about? I have no contact with him, and I haven't even spoken to him.
We just met once by chance, and at that time, you and I were already getting along well."
Not wanting to talk about this anymore, Pang Wuzheng changed the subject, "He appeared next to Xiang Haihua at this time. It's hard for me not to think about it. But yes, I have thought this way. I'm afraid that Xiang Luoce and the relevant parties would have already
I’ve checked this pretty face’s details thoroughly, and there shouldn’t be any problems.”
The woman in green: "That's not necessarily true. The details that can be found may not prove anything. Haven't they checked all the details about you and me?"
"Haha, you learned the lesson for once." Pang Wuzheng shook his head and smiled. He looked around and saw that this was not the place for such words. He waved his hand to go back to the yard...
"A place like Amber Sea, where every inch of land is so valuable, can occupy such a large territory. This Ponzi firm is quite powerful."
In the carriage, the junior uncle also casually chatted about Pang Wuzheng.
Xiang Haihua, who was sitting side by side, also casually replied: "After all, it has been operating in Amber Sea for almost fifty years. It is said that it started from a small shop. Before the violent turmoil in Amber Sea, the scale of Ponzi Trading Company was already quite large.
After we took over Amber Sea, he gave up running the business and spent most of his time living in seclusion on an island."
The two of them chatted like this, and walked around until the streets were filled with lights, and then returned to Zhihai Pavilion.
After Xiang Haihua was sent away, the little uncle who wandered quietly for a while in the house with hanging gauze floating around stopped again and closed his eyes.
Soon, Chong'er, who was hiding in his house in a daze, suddenly raised his head because a familiar voice came to his ears: Chong'er.
Chong'er looked around and tried to whisper back, "Master?"
Young Master: Go to Old Shifif and ask him to find something. A list of all Gao Xuan monks who have died or disappeared within a hundred years and their related information.
The one he wanted to check was Pang Wuzheng. The reason was simple. It was not so easy to break through the realm of high and mysterious. There were only so many people in the world, but the problem was that there was no such master named Pang Wuzheng in the world.
Of course, it can be said that he broke through after coming to Amber Sea, but why should he hide his cultivation level?
He actually managed to hide it from many big forces.
Of course, these are not important to the junior uncle, or to his side, unless it has nothing to do with him.
But the problem is, according to the eavesdropping, Pang Wuzheng has an attempt on the Immortal Mansion. If Ayu hadn't recognized Chong'er, he would have already kidnapped Chong'er, and now he would have to come into contact with Chong'er again.
At present, it seems that Ayu has no evil intentions after recognizing Chong'er. After Pang Wuzheng knew Chong'er's identity, it seemed that he had no intention of harming Chong'er or this party.
But he had to be on guard, especially when he didn't know Pang Wuzheng's details.
He now wants to find out whether Pang Wuzheng broke through to the high-xuan realm after coming to the Amber Sea, or whether he was already in the high-xuan realm before he came. If he was there before he came, then he might not be some unknown person, but who could he be?
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If Pang Wuzheng is really hiding his name, the junior uncle knows that no matter how much he eavesdrops, it will be useless. Pang Wuzheng will definitely not talk about his past affairs casually, and the junior junior uncle can only rule it out bit by bit.
The key point is that the junior uncle suspects that Pang Wuzheng is very likely to be Gao Xuan before he came to Amber Sea. The reason is that being able to operate Pang's Trading Company to such a large scale in a place like this is just a matter of luck? A lot of energy
Spending money on running a business does not seem like something someone who wants to break through to the stratosphere would do.
Chong'er was surprised after hearing this, "A hundred years? Master, how can the head brother find out these things in a short time?"
Uncle Master: You really worry enough about him. I don’t even worry about him. What do you have to worry about? Do you think there are many people in the high-level realm? A hundred years may seem like a long time, but in fact not many will die.
It is a very difficult problem for us. For some people, the situation of every Gaoxuan monk is under their control. If you want to know, it can be sorted out at any time. It can be easily solved in not to mention a hundred, two hundred years.
, how to check let Lao Fifteen figure it out on his own, knowing so many important people, if he can't even do this, then he won't be chosen as the leader, what are you worrying about.
Chong'er: Master, what reason should I use to tell my senior brother?
Young Master: Of course, I told you in advance before you came.
Chong'er suddenly seemed speechless, "Master, I have used this reason many times. Last time, my senior brother asked me why I didn't finish it in one go. He was already suspicious."
She herself couldn't stand it anymore. How could she keep using the same excuse like this? This would make the head senior brother a fool.
Uncle Master: You are so suspicious. I beat him when he was wearing crotchless pants. Does he have the right to doubt me? You say what I said, and I will admit that I said it later. If the two sides can compete, what good can you do?
Afraid? Worrying blindly.
Chong'er: "Oh, I know."
The junior uncle was afraid of her hesitant temper, so he urged her: as soon as possible.
"I understand, Master."
After Chong'er agreed, he waited for a while and found that there was no more sound. He immediately slumped his shoulders and sighed with a discouraged look.
However, after doing this, she got over the call of "Little Ball" and went out with an uneasy feeling.
Nanzhu and Bailixin, who were chatting outside, looked at her together. There was some curiosity in their eyes, and they also noticed that Chong'er was a little strange, because Chong'er rarely stayed in the room like this, and most of the time he took the initiative to stay outside.
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Chong'er nodded to the two of them, then knocked on Yu Qing's door.
Yu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, heard the sound and called out to come in. He was somewhat surprised to see Queen Chong entering the door and asked, "What's the matter?"
Chong'er came in and closed the door. Curious Nanzhu opened the door again and came in. Then Chong'er went over and closed the door again.
This was to avoid Baili Xin. Yu Qing and Nan Zhu looked at each other, wondering what happened to this guy. This kind of thing rarely happened to Chong'er.
After wandering up to Yu Qing, Chong'er hesitated and said, "Sir, I remembered something Master told me again."
His voice was low and he lowered his head, feeling embarrassed.
Yu Qing's cross-legged legs popped open like springs, he glared and cursed: "I said, are you done yet? Even if you poop, you can't poop like you."
Nanzhu looked up and down at Chong'er, and was a little shocked. The strange thing was that it was indeed a bit outrageous.
Chong'er lowered his head and played with the corner of his clothes, muttering: "Master has taught me too many things, and I have a bad memory."
She really had no choice but to forcefully lie.
Yu Qing jumped off the couch and stood up, waving his hand, wanting her to get out, but when he said the words, he couldn't help but be curious, wanting to know what the junior uncle had told him, which made him lose his temper.