This family was just a big boss of a cloth shop in Hanshan City, and the servant was just an ordinary person. Seeing the imposing cultivator wearing a breastplate that had been through the battlefield, his waist could not help but bend down. Taking the envelope with both hands, the servant bowed his head and said to Du Rong in a humble manner: "Yes, yes, I will report to my master right away, please wait a moment..."

When he said this, he caught a glimpse of the snow on the street from the corner of his eye, and slapped his mouth lightly with one hand. Then he bent down even lower, "Please come in and wait for a moment, my two distinguished guests. Please come in."

So just like that, without saying anything, Chen Xiao and Du Rong walked into the gate.

The servant did not dare to delay and rushed into the main courtyard. When the housekeeper saw him running in so rashly, he scolded him: "It's outrageous! What are you running around for, you unworthy thing!"

Normally the servant would have apologized profusely out of fear, but this time he ignored them and held the envelope up to the butler: "Butler! Look! There's an immortal master outside, with a distinguished young master, saying they're here to visit the master!"

The butler's eyes fixed on him, and he didn't care about being angry with the servant, so he took the envelope and checked it. Of course, he didn't have the courage to open it, but just by looking at the paper of the envelope, he knew that only rich people could afford it. Originally, he should have gone to greet the other party to the living room on behalf of the master, but he remembered that the servant said that the other party was an immortal master. If only the butler came forward, the other party might feel dissatisfied.

He immediately said to the servant, "You go ahead and take care of the two guests. I will show the letter to the master first, and then I will go to greet them myself."

The servant nodded and said quickly, "I understand. The snow outside is melting and the ground is covered with black water. We dare not ask the guests to stand outside the door, so we invite them into the porch."

Not only did the butler not blame him, but he also praised him: "It's rare that you are smart for once. Treat the guests well and I will reward you handsomely later!"

After the housekeeper said this, he and the servant split up and walked quickly into the backyard. It was just after breakfast in the morning, and Boss Wang was sitting in the tea pavilion, enjoying the snow and brewing tea.

The butler walked quickly to him and said in a low but clear voice: "Master, there is an immortal master with a rich young man at the door, saying that they are here to visit."

Master Wang was slightly startled, turned around and asked him: "What? Do you have a visiting card?" It was normal for him to be surprised. He knew some practitioners and had dealt with them on a daily basis. However, he had never seen one come to his house in person before.

Although practitioners can be seen walking on the roads in Hanshan City, the lives of the two do not intersect, and ordinary people do not dare to approach and talk to them. This is like the old society, when ordinary people in the capital often encounter princes and nobles, but no one dares to provoke them. There is a natural barrier between the two classes.

Although Boss Wang has a large family business and is considered a top figure in the industry, he is nothing in the entire Hanshan City. There is a huge mountain above them, and people like them have to stay low and crouch down. So, when someone like this came down from the mountain to his house, he was shocked.

The butler presented the envelope to him: "There is no visiting card, but there is a letter."

Boss Wang took the envelope solemnly, opened it and took out the letter. Before he could even read it, he could smell a faint fragrance. Boss Wang took a closer look and saw that the letterhead read: Dear Brother, and the content below read: "It has been years since we last parted..." Boss Wang didn't notice anything about the title, and thought it was from one of his acquaintances. He described his longing for him in a very intimate way and recalled how they had been together somewhere before.

Seeing this, Boss Wang felt something was wrong. This was not his experience at all. He turned the envelope again in confusion and noticed that his name was not on it. He had a vague feeling that the person the letter was looking for was not him. But the letter had already been opened, so he just finished reading it.

The previous part was basically nonsense, but the latter part got to the point and stunned Boss Wang. It said that the writer met a nobleman who could perform the art of housing. After his treatment, he ran a shop and made a fortune. Then this nobleman did Feng Shui for many wealthy businessmen, and the effect was remarkable. After some efforts, he established a friendship with this nobleman. Now this nobleman is traveling and went to the recipient's place, so he asked the nobleman to bring this letter to him. The writer said that he was thinking about the recipient completely, and if he encountered such an opportunity, he must not miss it. He asked the other party to perform this art of housing for him, so as to leave blessings for future generations.

Most of the content afterwards is praising this noble man. The subtext of the whole article is overflowing on the paper, which means that because of our friendship, this wealth is given to you. Don't hesitate, go and hug your thigh!

Boss Wang looked at the signature at the end of the letter, where a seal was printed. This seal was usually used by wealthy businessmen when writing documents that needed to be notarized. It was comparable to a name certificate, the most difficult to fake, and the seal that best proved one's identity.

After reading the letter, Boss Wang stood up and hurried to the door with his butler. At this time, he had only one thought in mind, and he didn't care whether the other party accidentally went to the wrong house. With such an opportunity in front of him, he would only admit that the other party went to the wrong door if he was a fool!

This letter was actually written by Pang Hemu before Chen Xiao left. The purpose of his letter to Chen Xiao was to attract business to him. He wanted to make his first order in the capital city smoothly and open up the situation. When Chen Xiao learned that the other party was going to give him such a letter, he deliberately asked Pang Hemu not to write a specific name. If he could not come to Hanshan City in the end and could only continue to develop in the capital city, this letter would be taken by Chen Xiao to the real recipient.

He asked Pang Hemu not to write the recipient's name clearly, just in case it might be used for other purposes. It was not a big deal if the recipient was not clearly written on the letter. The most important thing was actually Pang Hemu's seal at the end. It was like a business card between wealthy businessmen, and it was a powerful proof. Seeing such a seal, the recipient would no longer have any doubts.

It was the same now. Although Boss Wang didn't know Pang Hemu, he was half convinced when he saw the seal. When he saw Du Rong standing by as a guard with a cold and fierce aura, and Chen Xiao wearing brocade that only the rich and powerful could afford, he immediately believed it completely. The seal of the rich businessman might have problems, but it was impossible for an immortal master and a child of a noble family to come to him just to deceive him. The other party was not that boring.

The people in this world had never thought that there might be someone who would come out to flaunt himself in the name of a cultivator. Chen Xiao's actions were the only way to easily knock on Boss Wang's door.

Chen Xiao anticipated two reactions from Boss Wang. One was like this, Boss Wang would not mention that he had found the wrong person; the other was that he would say that he had gone to the wrong door and recognized the wrong person. If it was the latter, although it would take some time to talk, Chen Xiao would still be able to achieve his goal, which was not as simple and easy as it was now.

Chen Xiao was invited to the main hall, and Boss Wang politely asked Du Rong to take a seat. Du Rong refused seriously, standing behind Chen Xiao with his hands behind his back, looking like he was sticking to his job and doing his duty. Boss Wang was made even more cautious by Du Rong's behavior, and he held out a cup of hot tea for Chen Xiao to enjoy.

Chen Xiao took it with one hand, opened the lid and sniffed it, savoring the aroma. He nodded slowly and reservedly before saying, "Good tea."

Boss Wang smiled and said, "As long as Master Chen likes it." Chen Xiao put down the teacup in his hand when he heard his address. The teacup fell on the table with a crisp clatter. Although the noise was not loud, it was like a huge rock falling to the ground, which scared Boss Wang. He looked at Chen Xiao's face, not knowing how he had made this young man from a noble family unhappy. With his back tense, Boss Wang thought Chen Xiao was going to get angry, but he didn't expect the other party to just say lightly, "Don't call me Master, just call me Master Chen."

Master? A strange expression flashed across Boss Wang's face, but he seemed to understand something in his heart. This is a title for people who are engaged in a certain profession and have strong professional ability. The fact that this child of aristocratic family asked him to call him that immediately made Boss Wang think a lot.

Boss Wang knew that people with weak spiritual roots could not break through to the foundation-building stage no matter how hard they practiced, and could only be cultivators for their entire lives. Such people were not only found in ordinary families, but also in powerful and aristocratic families. Although such children were not given up, the family did not value them very much. It could be said that after they became adults, they were even dispensable in the family, which was a rather embarrassing existence. The more compassionate families could ensure that they would have no worries about food and clothing throughout their lives, and would support them until they died of old age. The more cruel ones would allow these people to be independent and go out to make a living and start their own businesses.

Boss Wang thought Chen Xiao was a young man from a noble family who was not valued by his family and was stubbornly trying to make his own way without relying on his family background. So Boss Wang changed his words and said, "Master Chen, thank you for bringing this letter from your old friend to me. If you don't mind, please stay at my house for a few days and let me treat you well."

Chen Xiao frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "No need. Since you know my intention, let's start as soon as possible. I have other things to do and don't have that much free time."

Although he was rejected rudely, Boss Wang was not angry. All cultivators from aristocratic families are so arrogant. They are too lazy to be perfunctory and always speak directly. If something can be done neatly, they will never delay it until the next day.

What surprised Boss Wang even more was that Chen Xiao was very considerate of the letter writer and wanted to perform the house magic without any further comparison. This made Boss Wang feel like he had gotten a great deal, and he got up without delaying for a moment and invited Chen Xiao to see his house.

Boss Wang's residence is located at the foot of the mountain in Hanshan City, covering a large area. Because there is no need to share land with the surrounding neighbors, the house is built very neatly, with a square garden. Such a house generally does not require major changes, so Chen Xiao can save a lot of trouble. He maintained a relaxed expression until he entered the backyard. When he saw the gravel covering the ground, he frowned.