"Even if you don't want to make a promise, you are still a VIP at Huanhua House and you still enjoy benefits and respect."
The owner of Huanhua put down his pen, stood up and stood in front of the window, and said calmly: "Just treat it as making a friend, is that okay?"
He is thin and looks very similar to Gu Fenglin in his elegant robes, but he is taller and has a sharper and stronger temperament...
Mu Yunhan shook his head, why did she always compare him with Gu Fenglin? They were clearly two different people.
"Of course we are friends. As long as your house doesn't dislike you, I will be happy to do business with you all the time. As for the promise, can I ask what kind of promise it is?"
The owner of Huanhua Tower said: "If one day, a person comes to you with my token, I hope you can save his life."
Although he didn't know why he made such a request, it looked dangerous. Mu Yunhan frowned: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
"It won't exceed your ability. If you can't, this promise won't count."
The sleeves of Huanhua Tower shook as something flew over and landed accurately on the silk carpet in front of Mu Yunhan.
It is a pair of ebony plaques, with a small building covered with wandering flowers engraved on them. One is inscribed in the negative direction, the other in the positive direction. The two signs are merged, and the patterns fit together perfectly.
Mu Yunhan took out an iron sign from his purse. On the sign was engraved an exquisite small building, covered with blooming wandering flowers, which was exactly the same as the pattern on the pair of ebony signboards.
But it is obvious that the pattern on the ebony sign is more exquisite and gorgeous, and it is obviously the work of a famous artist.
"He will come to you with either of these two signs. If you are willing and able to help, then help him. If not, just return the sign to him. He will know and will not do anything more.
Entangled.”
The owner of Huanhua House slowly turned around and looked at Mu Yunhan calmly.
He has the same pale face and a pair of dark eyes, but he has long eyebrows, a strong nose bridge, thinner lips, and a stronger jaw, making him look more weathered and stronger.
What is your age? I'm probably around twenty-seven or eighty-years-old.
Gu Fenglin is like an orchid orchid tree under the moonlight, shining brightly in the wind, while he is more like an proud plum blossom in the wind and snow, cold and sharp.
Mu Yunhan saw this face clearly and nodded slowly: "I promise you. As long as it doesn't violate morality, I will do my best."
The owner of Huanhua Hall nodded and saluted: "Thank you for your trust."
"It was you who took care of me first." Mu Yunhan bowed to the owner of Huanhua House and said, "I won't disturb you. I'll take my leave now!"
The owner of Huanhua Hall nodded lightly, and after watching her leave, he leaned in front of the window and looked downstairs.
Mu Yunhan, the master and the servant, walked out. They were both in high spirits, as if they had found a treasure.
The owner of Huanhua raised the corners of his lips and showed a very gentle smile.
Madam Yan walked in, bowed and said softly: "Master, Wu Yanzhuang offered five thousand taels of gold to buy some news. He asked, why did Gu let Gu Fenglin live? Is it because of the prophecy?"
Lady Yan didn't dare to raise her head, trying hard to appear calm, but she couldn't help but tremble...
She was very aware of how cruel the man in front of her was. He once broke into her chain village alone, gutted a village leader who refused to surrender in public, and crushed the man's heart into pieces.
Wu Yanzhuang's question was so disturbing that she had to talk about it.
She couldn't imagine what consequences she would suffer if he got angry. (To be continued)