"What does he look like?"

Wen Xiuyuan's attitude clearly showed that he wanted to confirm the identity of this "Master He" more than Ning Fan did.

Ning Fan described it.

He had a goatee, high cheekbones, and dull eyes, and looked to be around seventy years old.

He is about 1.75 meters tall and very thin, like a bag of bones.

After hearing this, Wen Xiuyuan pondered for a long time.

"Over the years, there may be changes...who knows."

"Uncle Wen, who is this He Ziqing you are talking about?"

"He's the best researcher in the headquarters who has ever proposed the spirit-possession technique."

Wen Xiuyuan had nothing to hide from Ning Fan: "Soul Control Master He Ziqing."

Ning Fan stared at the direction of the door.

"Uncle Wen, what's the temper of this He Ziqing you mentioned?"

"Stubborn, stubborn, and a pretty decent person..."

Wen Xiuyuan denied it mid-sentence: "I can only say that I was quite upright before."

This time, without waiting for Ning Fan to ask, Wen Xiuyuan started talking himself.

"He Ziqing is my guide. He gave me some pointers when I was researching the spirit possession technique."

Wen Xiuyuan said calmly, "At that time, he was one of the top researchers in the headquarters. He specialized in the techniques of raising and attaching spirits, and was definitely considered an authority in this field."

"In theory, He Ziqing is also my elder, about twenty years older than me. The He you know now should be about the same age."

"However, in my impression, He Ziqing is a very respectable person, full of the old-fashioned style of a scholar."

After hearing this, Ning Fan actually felt that this Mr. He was most likely He Ziqing.

Just now, when Mr. He rejected Luo Xi, he gave people the impression of being old-fashioned and stubborn.

"Uncle Wen, why did He Ziqing leave the headquarters?"

When Ning Fan asked this, Wen Xiuyuan's breathing seemed to become a little heavier.

"He escaped."

Wen Xiuyuan's voice deepened. "He set a huge fire in the headquarters, burning nearly 80% of the technical data."

"Why?"

Ning Fan was surprised.

"I don't know! But no matter what the reason, it's unforgivable! Those technical data don't belong to him alone! They're the result of the joint efforts of several generations of researchers here at the headquarters!"

Wen Xiuyuan said angrily, "You may think it's a bit exaggerated, but this fire... really set the headquarters back thirty years!"

Research is difficult to do in downtown.

The resources they have access to are already very limited, and it is even more difficult to develop valuable technologies with such limited resources.

Knowledge relies on inheritance.

But He Ziqing passed this inheritance...

Burned it all in one fire!

No wonder, Wen Xiuyuan, who rarely expresses his emotions, couldn't hold back his anger.

Ordinary people may not be able to empathize with him, but for Wen Xiuyuan, those materials are priceless treasures!

"Ning Fan, if this person is really He Ziqing, there's a chance... bring him back."

Wen Xiuyuan restrained his emotions and said seriously: "It's good for you."

Ning Fan understood what Wen Xiuyuan meant.

"Uncle Wen, let me confirm this first."

"OK."

Wen Xiuyuan changed the subject: "Xiao Cai has been doing well recently. She studies with me every day."

Thinking of Wen Cai, Ning Fan's mouth curled up unconsciously.

"She didn't scold me?"

"I cursed you, you want to hear it? I'll tell you."

"No, no."

"What? Are you worried it might sound bad?"

"no……"

Ning Fan smiled and said, "Tell Sister Cai to save her words. I'll scold you in person later! I'll take it no matter how harsh it is!"

Wen Xiuyuan was silent for a moment.

"Okay, I'll tell her."

"Well, then I won't bother you anymore, Uncle Wen."

"How are you doing over there?"

"I can still get by for now."

“…Don’t get lost.”

After Wen Xiuyuan gave some instructions, he hung up the phone.

"What did your father-in-law say? Does he know him?"

Huizi immediately asked curiously.

Ning Fan thought about it and briefly explained the situation to everyone.

"No way? This old man may have a bad temper, but it's not that bad..."

Huizi frowned.

Even though the old man didn't have anything good to say about him, he did think that this old man was a nice person.

"His identity cannot be confirmed yet."

Ning Fan waved his hand and said, "Maybe it's just a coincidence!"

Having said that, everyone knows that the old man in the room is most likely He Ziqing.

He has good skills, his last name is He, his age is right, and he has a bad temper.

These characteristics all match.

About an hour later, the door opened.

Mr. He walked out from inside.

"Whose weapon?"

"mine."

Qiao Fei stepped forward.

"Good luck."

He Ye handed the Tang sword to Qiao Fei: "Hundred Souls."

Qiao Fei's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

After taking the Tang sword, her expression became interesting.

A little lighter.

With Qiao Fei's understanding of her Tang sword, she can clearly feel any small changes.

"It retains its characteristics."

Qiao Fei rarely showed excitement: "One hundred and thirty-nine souls..."

Before, this Tang sword only had twenty-two souls.

In other words, this time the spirit possession directly added one hundred and seventeen souls!

At the same time, the dagger's flash is retained!

A qualitative leap!

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