"So that's how it is. Where's Sun Chuantao? Why isn't he taking the carriage?"
"Oh, he didn't feel comfortable enough riding in a carriage, so he went out on horseback."
"I see. Then, Sister Zhang Ping, do you understand this mission? The teacher said someone will tell me what it is."
"Indeed, I was told this. Your mission is actually very simple. It is to maintain good relations with the three lower sects of the Xingluo Empire. The Spirit Hall will support them and have them try their best to contain the Xingluo Empire. According to the Pope, you only need to show up. They won't let you carry out tasks that are too difficult. The specific matters will be informed to you."
"Is that so? That's quite simple indeed."
...
Half a month later, the convoy arrived at Xingluo City. There were no accidents along the way, and the cities they passed through also allowed them to pass smoothly.
After arriving at the Spirit Hall where Xingluo City was located, Si Yun could see through the car window that many people were standing in two rows in front of the Spirit Hall's door, as if to welcome their arrival, and there were many people watching around.
When the convoy stopped, a fifty-year-old man in gorgeous clothes immediately walked towards the carriage. The moment Si Yun got off the carriage, the man said respectfully, "My name is Dongfang Yan, the master of the Xingluo City Wuhun Branch Hall. I would like to once again respectfully welcome the Holy Son to visit us."
"Don't be so reserved, Palace Master Dongfang. I'm new here, so I'll need your continued care for me for the next period of time."
"Of course, of course. Saint Son, you've been traveling so long, I'll take you to rest first."
Having said that, he took Si Yun into the Wuhun branch hall. The moment he got off the car, Si Yun felt that he was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, and not all of these gazes were kind.
"It seems that the Xingluo royal family is also watching me from somewhere. I should be more cautious."
However, more people present were attracted by Si Yun's appearance.
"Wow, who is that boy? Why is he so handsome?"
"Don't you know about the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"
"Lord Holy Son? No wonder he's so handsome. I met His Holiness the Pope many years ago, and he was also stunningly beautiful. Could His Holiness the Son be His Holiness the Pope's child? Otherwise, how could he be so handsome?"
"It's not impossible."
"What do you mean it's not impossible? I think it's 80% likely. Otherwise, how could such a young child become the Holy Son? Is it because of his extraordinary talent?"
...
In general, the surrounding civilians had a pretty good first impression of Si Yun. After entering the Wuhun Branch Hall, Dongfang Yan did not make things difficult for Si Yun. He arranged an excellent room for him and also arranged excellent rooms for Zhang Ping and the others.
After arriving at the door of Si Yun's room, he said to Dongfang Yan, "Saint Son, I will leave first. Please come with me to the royal family of the Xingluo Empire tomorrow morning. After all, you are the Saint Son of the Spirit Hall. When you come to Xingluo City, you should still meet the King of the Xingluo Empire."
"You're right, I'll be ready in the morning."
"That's good. I'll take my leave now, Lord Saint."
"Um."
After saying that, Dongfang Yan left.
After leaving Si Yun's sight, the man next to Dongfang Yan walked up and said, "Palace Master, what do you think of the Holy Son? Is he here to investigate us?"
But as soon as the other party finished speaking, Dongfang Yan gave him a vicious look and said, "If you miss, don't say such things in a place like this."
"Yes, yes... I'll come find you later."
......
After Si Yun put his things away, there was a knock on the door. Si Yun could tell who the voice was.
"Sister Zhang Ping, what's going on?"
"Um, can I come in now?"
"Can."
After saying that, Zhang Ping pushed the door open and walked in.
Si Yun naturally took out a bag of high-quality tea from his soul guide and started to make tea.
Zhang Ping also said directly: "Do you feel that the Palace Master today is a little strange?"
"Well, his acting is quite fake. I can feel that he seems to be hiding something. Anyway, I will be living here for a long time, so I can investigate this branch temple a little bit. Can I leave this matter to you?"
"Okay, I'll go investigate it myself. I hope nothing goes wrong on this trip."
"It should be fine. By the way, is there anything else?"
"No, but can't we just chat if there's nothing to do? I haven't even had a cup of tea since I came here." Zhang Ping seemed to be saying this with some resentment. After spending so much time together, Zhang Ping also discovered that although Si Yun was very easy-going, he was actually more difficult to approach than anyone else. You can make friends with him superficially, but wanting to become the only person in his heart is the most difficult thing Zhang Ping has ever encountered.
However, since she was a child, her favorite thing is to do these impossible things, and she doesn't want to give up so easily.
"Of course we can chat. The tea will be ready soon, and I happen to have some snacks here."
"By the way, Si Yun, come to think of it, have you ever cried?"
After Zhang Ping finished speaking, Si Yun was stunned for a moment. What a weird question! Would normal people talk about such weird things?
But in this life, I don’t think I have ever cried once.
"Why do you ask that suddenly?"
"Because you seem very steady and I have never seen you panic. In short, I want to see you cry." As she spoke, Zhang Ping's face suddenly turned a little red, as if she was thinking about something unhealthy.
"Strictly speaking, do tears and blood count? When I absorbed the spirit ring before, because the spirit ring was too old, all seven orifices bled."
"Of course not!"
"Uh, no."
"How is that possible? How is it possible that someone has never cried? Are you really human?"
"I am indeed a human, but I feel like crying doesn't do anything. I used to be a beggar, so no one would feel sorry for me even if I cried, so I didn't cry. Later, I gradually got used to it and didn't know how to cry anymore."
"Stop talking. I'm going to cry." Zhang Ping said, covering her eyes. Si Yun had never hidden his past life experience, so she was not that surprised when she heard that Si Yun was a beggar before. However, Zhang Ping still felt a little distressed every time she heard about his past experiences.
"Can I make you cry?"
"?"
A few minutes later, Si Yun kicked Zhang Ping out.
Zhang Ping, who was kicked out, scratched his head.
"Ah, my plan to see the beauty cry failed, but it seems that I didn't even drink a cup of tea in the end. But I think his attention was distracted by me, I guess..."
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