"The Thousand Mile Fragrance is expensive and not a common means of communication. I am only reporting on the local industry and your situation, Master Lin. Miss has not told me about the outside world."
Manager Chen shook his head.
Lin Xiuyuan had a guess in his heart, so he wasn't too disappointed. Not only was the Thousand Mile Fragrance expensive to produce, but it was also rare, and could only transmit short messages at a time.
"Was Manager Chen also leaving this place? Now that the Golden Sea Sect has arranged an evacuation plan, it seems they intend to abandon the North River Market?"
Shopkeeper Chen sighed, shook his head, and said, "I don't know. Perhaps the situation is dire, so they're arranging for some promising cultivators or those with powerful backgrounds to leave first! Like the Golden Core cultivators who were injured in this battle, or their disciples and their families..."
"For example, you, Lin Fu Master, are a genius in the art of talismans. You are highly regarded by the Chen family, so naturally you have a place in this evacuation plan!"
Lin Xiuyuan asked in surprise, "Manager Chen doesn't plan to leave?"
Manager Chen shook his head and sighed, "Master Lin thinks too highly of me. What qualifications do I have to be among those who are evacuated? I am just a servant of the second branch of the Chen family. It is my duty to guard and manage the foundation of this place for the second young lady."
"If it truly is time to leave, Steward Chen should make the arrangements, so Master Lin doesn't need to worry about me..."
...
The next day.
People are in high spirits when they have good news.
Lin Xiuyuan was in a much better mood than usual, no longer affected by the oppressive situation, and no longer preoccupied as before.
I plan to finish this month's recruitment mission in the next few days, and then leave the talisman-making field early this afternoon to find Deacon Chen's friend and prepare to leave this place.
As usual, Steward Chen sat in the corridor, casting restrictions on the talisman masters.
Holding a teacup, he looked relaxed and at ease, like a retired old man.
"senior!"
Lin Xiuyuan bowed respectfully and was about to enter the talisman-making workshop.
At this moment, Deacon Chen slowly opened his closed eyes, looked at Lin Xiuyuan, and said calmly, "You don't need to come to the talisman-making field anymore. Go find my friend and prepare to leave this place."
A hint of joy flashed in Lin Xiuyuan's eyes, and he immediately cupped his hands and said:
"Yes, senior, this junior will take his leave."
At this moment.
In the talisman-making field.
Seeing Lin Xiuyuan leave, Elder Qin said in surprise, "Hey, why did Lin the Talisman Master leave again? He's usually very diligent in making talismans. Could something have happened to him?"
The fire talisman master standing to the side seemed to have noticed this scene long ago. She looked at Lin Xiu's departing figure, and then at Deacon Chen, who had closed his eyes again.
For a moment, a strange look appeared on the face of the Fire Talisman Master, which was covered with a grotesque scar that resembled a centipede with its flesh rolled up.
However, she didn't dare to look any longer and quickly looked away from Deacon Chen.
However, if someone had observed the Fire Talisman Master closely beforehand, they would have noticed that her pupils suddenly contracted, becoming vertical pupils, and flashed with a hint of eerie red...
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