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Chapter 2, The priceless portrait (2)

"It's not easy to get the portrait back. What a person Leng Yesheng is. In addition to being the eldest son of the Leng family, he is also the leader of the Yanhun Gang who has always been against you. (Novel Network)" Grandpa knew that Yanhun was in both black and white.

With his reputation alone, Leng Yesheng is not able to make people stay away from him, or even avoid him if he is more frightened.

For the sake of my mother and that portrait, I have the obligation to get that portrait back. After all, that portrait belongs to the royal family. He, Leng Yesheng, has no right to possess that portrait!

"Okay, I promise you. Grandpa, I will give it a try." When I finished saying this, I felt that my head was rusty, but then I thought about it... For Mommy, I also have that obligation and

I need to get that portrait back.

"Well." Grandpa looked at me seriously and said, "Hurry up and pack your things."

"Um, I need to talk to those three girls." I thought of Xue Kui and the others. If I didn't tell them, I would be ripped into pieces by them and accused of being unkind![

"Grandpa sent someone to tell you a long time ago. They are probably packing their things now. They can't bear to leave you, so they decided to go with you." Grandpa, such a cunning person! He had already planned it, dug a hole, and then waited for me.

Jumped down!

"Oh." I turned around and walked towards the splendid and luxurious staircase in the distance.

**

"There seems to be less movement in the Soul Palace recently?" Leng Yesheng stood coldly inside the main altar shrouded in black.

"It is reported that there is not." Hao looked at the files and databases on the computer screen and replied intently.

"Ha, it seems that the Soul Palace is about to start planning." Ze curled his lips dissatisfied. He knew very well what kind of mysterious organization the Soul Palace was. If there was no movement at all, then he must be brewing a new plan.

Shuo stood in front of the bar, and he seemed to be thinking about something. He silently recalled 8 years ago, when he was 11 years old.

The fragrance of flowers is refreshing...


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