"Mr. Su, I will return it to you after reading it." Ling Chuxi was not a coy person, she took the ancient book and said generously.
"No, just keep it and read it slowly. The formations here are too profound. I'm afraid no one in the Holy Realm can learn them anymore," Su Yizhi said.
Ling Chuxi smiled and said nothing more.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Ling Chuxi and others rushed towards the Fengyan Society. If they wanted to return to the secular countries, they had to rely on the Fengyan Society's teleportation array. Ling Chuxi originally wanted to see if she and Huangfu Qingjue could join forces in the
A passage was opened through the restriction, but for the sake of the safety of Li Shaoqiu and others, the idea was abandoned.
The carriage sped along, and it didn't take long to arrive at Fengyan Club.
"Welcome to Fengyan Club. Do you want to consign items, buy something, or inquire about information?" Seeing that several people were well-dressed and elegant, a steward came up to them.
"Excuse me, is shopkeeper Jin here?" Ling Chuxi asked Jin Buhuan. Everyone in the Fengyan Club was the most familiar with this fat man, and he had helped her a lot.
"What are you asking about?" the steward asked.
"Gold never changes, gold shopkeeper." Ling Chuxi said.
"It turns out that you are asking about Deacon Jin. He has important matters to attend to and has been away for more than half a year." The steward replied.
"Oh, then I wonder how President Ye is doing?" Ling Chuxi heard from the manager that Jin Buhuan had important matters, and knowing that it was related to the internal secrets of the Fengyan Society, she naturally didn't want to ask more, so she asked about Ye Wu's news, that is,
Dance in the dark night.
Since the last battle at Qianzhongling, she had no news about Ming Yewu, and she always felt a little uneasy in her heart.
"Do you know the president?" The steward's face changed, and then he asked with a surprised look on his face.
"I have met President Ye once. He bought me a cup of plum blossom dew last time in Qianzhongling. I didn't even have time to say thank you." Ling Chuxi got a little angry when she mentioned the plum blossom dew. Last time
He clearly said it was his treat, but after drinking, he patted his butt and ran away, but he still paid the bill himself. The richer he gets, the stingier he becomes. Ming Yewu is a model among profiteers.
"It turns out that he is a friend of the president. It's really disrespectful. But when you asked me about the president, you asked the wrong person. How could little people like us know about the president?" The steward laughed.
He smiled, but his eyes flickered a little.
"I was abrupt. We want to leave the Holy Land and go to a secular country. Please ask the steward to help make arrangements." Ling Chuxi handed Mo Yujing.
"Since you are friends with the president and Deacon Jin, there is no need to charge. I will send you there directly." The steward declined.
"How can that be done? In business, although President Ye and I are friends, we can't break the rules." Ling Chuxi couldn't help but handed Mo Yujing over. Since she knew Ming Yewu's true identity,
Ling Chuxi no longer wanted to owe Feng Yanhui any more favors.
"Well, I'd rather be respectful than obey." The steward accepted Mo Yujing and said, "Guys, please wait a moment. I'll arrange the teleportation array. It will be done soon."
Watching the steward leave, the smile on Ling Chuxi's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
"He seems to be hiding something?" Huangfu Qingjue said thoughtfully.
"I feel the same way. Do you think something might have happened to Ming Yewu?" Ling Chuxi guessed.
(Suddenly I discovered that I had messed up the chapters starting from 1081. I had written 1802 as 1803 and then everything was wrong. The content is correct. Don’t worry, this is a fatal blow to me who has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Then I
I wanted to revise it, but found that the chapter titles could no longer be revised. Scratching the wall, rolling around, turning over the table, and pulling my hair were really torturous. Then today I updated the six chapters in the correct order. Finally, please vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and leave a message.
All kinds of consolation. Seeing my relatives reward me so much, hundreds of yuan. Rich people, please accept my starry eyes!)