Han Jiulin returned to the restaurant again and returned to the seat where he was sitting before.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
The waiter had just taken away the food and wine that Han Jiulin had just ordered. When he saw Han Jiulin coming back, he couldn't help but be startled. He thought, didn't this person leave after paying the bill? Why did he come back again?
Han Jiulin waved his hand and said, "Give me some more dishes."
The waiter was startled for a moment and asked: "Are they still the same dishes as before?"
Han Jiulin glanced at the waiter and said, "Get some different ones."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
The waiter responded awkwardly.
Han Jiulin turned his head and looked at Julingzhai. After a while, he saw a short fat man wearing luxurious clothes escorting Zhou Xingchang out.
Han Jiulin's eyes seemed to be frozen for a moment.
Zhou Xingchang came to the door of Julingzhai, took back his dragon horse, and said to the fat man with a smile on his face: "Boss Bai, thank you for your generosity. I will take my leave now."
The fat man also smiled brightly and said: "Warrior Zhou, please walk slowly. If you have a chance another day, we must have a drink together."
Zhou Xingchang laughed loudly and said: "Definitely, definitely."
A flash of light flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Shiwei Zhou, don't forget what I just said."
The smile on Zhou Xingchang's face faded, he nodded and said: "Don't worry, Boss Bai, I will definitely handle that matter for you."
The fat man nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Well, it's a good trip."
Zhou Xingchang just took Longma and left.
The hunchbacked old man came to the fat man's side, stared at Zhou Xingchang's leaving figure, frowned and said: "Palace Master, do you think the Han Yu of Qinglong Palace is actually the Han Jiulin of China?
I think this might be a coincidence. After all, when we left China, didn't Qi Mingyu beat him to a disability? Besides, once Qi Mingyu died, no one would be able to use the teleportation formation. That Han Jiulin, no matter what, shouldn't be able to
It’s the right time to come here.”
The fat man shook his head and said softly: "It's hard to say, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, but it doesn't matter, I don't care who he is, whether it is Han Yu, the useless son of Qinglong Palace, or Han Jiulin of China, to me
, they are all bugs that can be crushed with one hand. Don’t forget who is the backer behind us.
What I only care about now is whether I can enter and leave Yuxiang Manor at will like before.
If this 'Han Jiulin' is just a waste, then let him continue to be the owner of Yuxiang Manor. But if he dares to overestimate his ability, try to control everything in Yuxiang Manor, and prevent me from entering the manor, then I can only send him away
See the King of Hell."
If Qi Mingyu were present, he would definitely recognize these two people as Mr. Lu and the Master of Tongtian Hall!
While the two were talking, they suddenly sensed something together and looked up at the restaurant across the street.
He happened to meet Han Jiulin's eyes.
Their eyes met, Han Jiulin controlled his emotions, kept his facial expression calm, and did not dodge his eyes.
When the Master of Tongtian Hall and Mr. Lu saw a young man in his teens and without any spiritual energy fluctuations staring at them, they immediately withdrew their gaze and did not take Han Jiulin seriously at all.
The master of Tongtian Palace turned around and asked: "I heard that someone just came here with branches of the golden yew tree to sell?"
Mr. Lu bowed and replied: "Yes, but the branch was necrotic and not of much use, so the old slave asked someone to drive him out."
The master of Tongtian Palace said solemnly: "The dead branches are not valuable, but where did the other party get the branch? It is very important whether they can follow the clues and find a wild golden yew tree!"
Mr. Lu bowed and replied: "I thought so too, so I asked people to keep an eye on the other party. As long as the other party leaves Xiaotangshanji, I will capture him and force him to ask him about the origin of the branches."
"Um."
The Lord of Tongtian Hall nodded, said no more, and turned back to the shop.
Mr. Lu glanced at Han Jiulin in the restaurant across the street again, and saw that Han Jiulin was already immersed in eating. After frowning slightly, he looked away and returned to the shop.
After Mr. Lu entered the store, Han Jiulin slowly raised his lowered head!
"It's them!"
Although the street is spacious and the two parties are far apart, Han Jiulin only occasionally heard one or two words from the conversation between Lu Lao and the master of Tongtian Palace just now, but it has fully proved the identity of the other two!
"They just said the word "China"!"
"Moreover, the body shape and appearance of the two are exactly the same as what Qi Mingyu described!"
"It must be them!"
"Where is Linxi? I'll just go in and look for it!"
"That Mr. Lu is only at the Tongmai Realm. The Master of Tongtian Palace seems to be at the Yuandan Realm. As long as there are no masters at the Divine Power Realm inside, no one should be able to stop me. I will forcefully break in and question them.
Qin Linxi’s whereabouts?”
At this moment, Han Jiulin's expression kept changing, and he began to think quickly in his heart.
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a young man's figure from the corner of his eye, walking quickly towards the restaurant from a distance.
It was the shabby young man who sold golden yew tree branches before!
The young man walked straight into the restaurant and saw Han Jiulin. Without saying a word, he sat down opposite Han Jiulin, picked up his chopsticks, and ate the food on the table.
Han Jiulin calmed down and asked, "Didn't you plan to leave the city? Why did you come back?"
As he spoke, he looked out the window and saw that the men who had been chasing the young man had also come outside the restaurant, staring at the young man and him with unkind expressions.
The young man turned his head and looked at the men outside the window, withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Although there is a mixture of dragons and snakes in Xiaotangshan Market, there are officials to maintain public security. They dare not act rashly because they are afraid of the officers and soldiers in the city. I stay here
Xiaotangshanji is far safer than leaving Xiaotangshanji."
As he spoke, he picked up the flask, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it down, and swallowed his mouthful of meat and vegetables together.
Han Jiulin laughed dumbly and said: "You are very familiar with me. You just eat my food and drink my wine without even asking me."
The young man looked at Han Jiulin, shrugged and said, "You asked me to come to you. I guess a rich man like you wouldn't care about this meal, right?"
Han Jiulin smiled faintly and was noncommittal.
The young man continued to eat. He was as dry and thin as a reincarnation of a starving ghost. He looked extremely rude when eating. While eating, he asked: "What should I do next?"
Do you have any way to deal with them and help me leave Xiaotangshanji?"
Han Jiulin said: "You should know what they want to do after you, right?"
The young man nodded and said, "Of course, it's nothing more than the whereabouts of the golden yew tree."
"Then you know?"
Han Jiulin asked.
The young man paused, swallowed the meat and vegetables in his mouth, looked at Han Jiulin seriously, and asked, "What do you think?"