Not long after, the servant came downstairs hurriedly with a middle-aged steward.
The steward came to Mo Xi, bowed and said, "I didn't know you were so honored to come, Master Mo. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."
Mo Xi nodded slightly and said, "It's okay. We are here to go to the Lyra Continent."
The steward's expression froze. He said, "This matter is of great importance. Please follow me upstairs to discuss it in detail."
Everyone followed the steward to an elegant room on the second floor.
After everyone sat down, the manager said, "Going to the Lyra Continent is not an easy task. But since you are here, Master Mo, you must be confident."
Mu Li said, "Please let me know clearly, Manager."
The steward pondered for a moment and said, "We at Shuiyunjian do have a way to send people to the Lyra Continent, but we need you to complete a task."
Xuan Yiheng asked, "What mission?"
The steward slowly said, "Go to the extremely cold place and look for a thousand-year-old ice spirit."
Everyone gasped. This extremely cold place was frost-ridden and full of dangers. This mission was no easy task.
Mo Xi asked, "Can you tell me what this thousand-year-old ice soul is used for?"
The steward shook his head: "This is the secret of Shuiyunjian. I'm sorry I can't tell you."
Mo Xi glanced at the steward nonchalantly, "Is Mo Chuan not here?"
The steward was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that when he first came to Shuiyunjian, Master Mochuan repeatedly told him to remember that his master's surname was Mo and he was the crown prince of Zhaoyue Kingdom, and he must not neglect him.
The steward broke out in a cold sweat at the thought, "Excuse me, is Mr. Mo the Crown Prince of Zhaoyue Kingdom?"
"Yeah." Mo Xi said coldly.
With a "thump", the shopkeeper fell to his knees, startling everyone else.
"I have failed to recognize the great man. Please punish me, sir!"
"It doesn't matter. We are here to go to the Lyra Continent this time." Mo Xi repeated.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away, and we'll set off tomorrow morning at the latest!" The manager nodded and replied.
"What about the mission?" Xuan Yiheng hesitated.
"There is no mission, and no mission is needed. The distinguished guests just need to wait for the arrangements." The manager immediately took over and said.
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Mu Li bit her lip and said, "It's not impossible to accept the mission."
The manager said with a forced smile, "These missions are only for outsiders. You are all family, so there is no need. Everyone, get ready. We will set off tomorrow."
"All right."
After they finished talking, they left Shuiyunjian and found a nearby inn to stay in.
"Your Highness, what is your identity? The manager of Shuiyunjian is very respectful to you!" Everyone gathered in the inn, and Xuan Bayu was very curious.
"I know the owner of Shuiyunjian." Mo Xi said after taking a sip of tea.
"The Mo Chuan you mentioned just now? It seems that he lived in Kunlun Mountain for a period of time before." Xuan Erli recalled.
"Yes, I remember it too. No wonder he was so anxious when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was unconscious before! It turns out that he is the Crown Prince's friend!" Xuan Liuyao suddenly realized.
"That's not right. I heard him call the prince "Your Highness" just like Long Yi before. I thought he was the prince's subordinate!" Xuan Wuyuan said.
Everyone looked at Mo Xi curiously when they heard this, "Are you the boss behind Shuiyunjian?"
Mo Xi gently put down the teacup and said, "I guess so."
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Mo Xi to have such an identity.
Xuan Yiheng said, "No wonder the manager suddenly became so nervous."
Mu Li smiled and said, "This way, it will be much more convenient for us to go to the Lyra Continent."
Xuan Qisheng said excitedly: "Then we must prepare well."
"Legend has it that the Shuiyunjian in the black market was built by a big shot in the previous era in order to find his beloved. Could you be that big shot?" Xuan Santing suddenly said.
"This is not right. The rumors about the black market Shuiyunjian have been around for a hundred years. How old is the prince?" Xuan Qisheng said.
"Could it be that the prince is the reincarnation of that great man?" Xuan Yiheng said with a flash of inspiration.
"Oh, that makes sense." Everyone suddenly understood.
"Brother Prince, why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Mu Li was also very curious.
"Hasn't he just recovered his memory? His previous memory was incomplete and he had no memory of previous lives!" Mo Xi said.
Everyone nodded, feeling happy that they would not have to worry about anything when they went to the Lyra Continent with the big boss Mo Xi by their side.
"But the prince has been reincarnated for many years. Does Shuiyunjian still recognize him as its master?" Xuan Sichen asked suddenly.
Everyone was stunned. Yes, who knows how many years have passed. Who knows how many people will still recognize him as their former master!
Mo Xi smiled slightly, with a confident light in his eyes. "You'll know when you go there."
Seeing this, everyone excitedly discussed what to bring.
Xuan Bayu said, "You have to bring more warm clothes. If Junior Sister wants to go to that extremely cold place, it will be no joke."
Xuan Erli nodded and said, "There are also healing pills, just in case."
Everyone was talking at the same time and the atmosphere was very lively.
Mu Li was thinking leisurely on the side. She knew in her heart that this journey would not be easy, but she had secretly encouraged herself and decided to face it with all her strength no matter what difficulties she encountered!
Mo Xi looked at the busy figures of the people and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.
At night, Mu Li lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
She thought about what happened during the day and was full of anticipation and worry about the future.
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Mu Li opened the door and saw Mo Xi standing outside.
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