"Then just wait, I'll go down and buy it for you." Lan Shengxue just stood up, and suddenly thought something was wrong, "You want to get rid of me and run away by yourself, right?"
Lan Shengxue half-smiled, but the little girl's face froze. Did he need to push her away?
Lan Shengxue approached him and set up a barrier around him, "Wait here obediently. I'll be back soon."
Because she was worried that others would discover the aura on her body, she was very careful when setting up the barrier, and the power she used was only 20 to 30% of her own.
With such a barrier power, the little one is absolutely unable to break through it.
Just after Lan Shengxue left, the little one who had been crying stopped her tears. Her tears were flowing freely, and she was simply not a normal child.
However, the four-year-old's little face was filled with a serious and serious expression, which was completely inconsistent with the innocence and simplicity of his age.
The door opened and Gong Qianjue walked in from the outside.
He was still wearing tattered beggar's clothes and his hair was messy and slovenly.
However, his eyes were very sharp, especially when he looked at the little one enclosed by the barrier.
"Who are you?" Gong Qianjue asked, not being friendly at all.
The little boy raised his chin and did not hide himself at all. He no longer looked innocent and cute in front of Lan Shengxue, "You don't know who I am, but I know who you are."
Gong Qian was no stranger to such an answer. From the first time he saw the unconscious little boy today, he knew that this child was not innocent. The reason was that he knew very well that there was no child in the city lord's mansion.
At least not before his death.
"Gong...Qian...Jue..." the little one said slowly.
Gong Qianjue pulled up a chair, sat down, and said calmly, "There are no children in the city lord's mansion."
"Am I not the only one?"
Gong Qianjue glanced at him, "A four-year-old child knows more than a fourteen-year-old person. You say you are a child? Except for your body shape, you are nothing."
"As expected of Gong Qianjue."
"The only person who can know me is the city lord. Don't tell me that you are the city lord."
Gong Qianjue obviously didn't believe it. He knew the lord of Baocheng. He was an adult man, definitely not a child.
"City Lord?" The little one chuckled, "Who cares about being that City Lord?"
Gong Qianjue looked at him, "Then how did you know who I am?"
"Of course I have my own channels. I've known it since you came in just now." Xiao Budian stood up and patted his butt. Facing the barrier under the Blue Saint Snow, he waved his little hand and directly tore the knot in front of him.
Jie, swaggering out from inside.
This barrier would definitely confine a four-year-old child, but for him... haha.
The little guy sat opposite Gong Qian, lying on the table with a lazy look, "You still haven't changed, you are still so cold."
A smile appeared on Gong Qianjue's lips, "I'm not the city lord, but you know me so well. It's obvious that I'm familiar with the city lord."
"You're more than half right." It is true that he is not the city lord, and he is indeed familiar with the city lord, but he will never tell Gong Qianjue who he is, at least not now.
"If you are very curious about me, you can ask the city lord in person, but you may be in vain because the city lord is not in Baocheng."
Everyone knows that the city lord of Baocheng, Shenlong, has never been seen before. In so many years, no one has ever seen the city lord.