"The city lord has good tactics."
At the auction venue, in private room number four, a tall, thin, middle-aged monk in black said with a smile:
"In this short period of time, the City Lord's Mansion has earned tens of millions of spirit stones. This is more profitable than our Xianchen Inn."
Hearing the other party's praise, Wen Zizhen was very happy in his heart, but on the surface he was humble and said:
"Friend Hei Dao, you are too kind. I am just taking advantage of the favorable situation to make a quick buck. It's just a one-time deal. It can't compare to the steady flow of the Xianchen Inn."
"Why should Lord Wen be so modest?"
The middle-aged monk in black chuckled, "The City Lord's wealth-making skills are so impressive that even my master has personally praised them."
"really?"
Wen Zizhen showed an expression of being flattered, "To receive a compliment from Senior Xianchen is worth dying for."
As soon as these words were spoken, the middle-aged monk in black twitched his eyes and secretly wiped the goose bumps on his hands.
This Wen Zi is really as shameless as the rumors say. He can even say such words and doesn't even think it's corny.
I heard that this person was able to rise from a nobody to become the current Lord of Xitian City by flattering and currying favor with people all the way.
As long as the other party's status and cultivation are higher than his, he will use every possible means to flatter them.
Being two-faced and betraying one's master for personal gain is commonplace.
If it weren't for his master's order, he didn't want to have anything to do with it.
nausea.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk in black coughed lightly, and his gaze passed Wen Zizhen and fell on Yuan Jing who was sitting behind him.
"Who are these two?"
He changed the subject without leaving any trace. Wen Zizhen stopped flattering him and said with a smile:
"The Fairy Dust Inn is famous for selling information. I don't believe that fellow Hei Daoyou doesn't know her identity."
The middle-aged monk in black shook his head and smiled: "I just rushed back to Xitian City recently. I really don't know what the city lord said."
"I see."
Wen Zizhen suddenly realized and immediately smiled, "It's a long story. This little girl is working in the mansion now. The auction is very lively, so I brought her here to see the world."
He brought Yuan Jing here, of course, not to let her see the world, but because he was worried about Piaoxue Palace, so he brought her with him.
The middle-aged monk in black knew that the other party was just trying to get by, so he smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
As for Xiang Sheng, who was standing next to Yuan Jing and dressed like a servant, he was too inconspicuous and no one paid any attention to him.
After many years, Xiang Sheng served as an attendant again. She stood quietly beside Yuan Jing, her eyes fixed on the conference hall below, but she was surprised in her heart.
The middle-aged monk in black was in the private room, his face not concealed, and she happened to recognize him.
This person was none other than Lu Yushan's confidant and the guardian of Tianyan Sect, Hei Jue.
Hei Jue has always been following Lu Yushan. Even after Lu Yushan reincarnated and started over, he did not betray him. It is even more impossible for him to betray his master now.
So, the owner of Xianchen Inn is Lu Yushan?
No wonder he didn't react much when his storage ring was snatched away by me in the secret realm of the medicine garden, even though he was angry. It turned out that he had the support of the Xianchen Inn.
However, Yuan Jing had mentioned that the Xianchen Inn had been built a long time ago, and Lu Yushan had only just returned to Xizhou over sixty years ago...
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Hei Jue's surprised exclamation.
Wen Zizhen was also curious, "Did Fellow Daoist Hei discover anything?"
Hei Jue nodded and pointed at a middle-aged monk in a gray robe with a shambling gait who had just entered the gate.
When Xiang Sheng saw that person, her slender eyebrows raised slightly.
"Does Lord Wen recognize this person?" Hei Jue asked.
Wen Zizhen looked again and again at the gray-robed middle-aged man, and finally shook his head. "He looks very unfamiliar. Judging from his attire, he seems to be a casual cultivator. Is there something peculiar about him that caught the attention of Fellow Daoist Hei?"
"How can this person be a casual cultivator?"
Hei Jue shook his head, his tone solemn: "If I'm not mistaken, he is one of the eight main veins of the Wanmai Sword Sect, the head of the Wanjian Vein, Wang Chuxiao!"
"What?!"
Wen Zizhen was horrified and was about to go down to greet him in person, but was stopped by Hei Jue.
"City Master Wen, look at the way Master Wang is dressed. Does he look like he's going to act in a high-profile manner?"
Wen Zizhen immediately calmed down and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, he came here alone, and in this state, he probably doesn't want to be disturbed."
Having said that, he pondered for a moment and ordered, "Wen Yi, you personally invite him to the private room number two. If he refuses, return immediately and don't disturb him."
"Wen Yi" responded respectfully and left in a hurry.
After sending Wen Yi away, Wen Zizheng sat down and thanked Hei Jue.
Hei Jue waved his hand, indicating that the other party should not worry about it.
On the other side, Xiang Sheng controlled "Wen Yi" and walked quickly downstairs towards Wang Chuxiao's location.
She had been in seclusion for forty years, and after coming out, she hurriedly left the sect. She only knew that something had happened to the Wanjian Sect, and all the disciples of the sect were sealed in the mountains and could not leave.
She had no idea why.
Now that I've met Wang Chuxiao, maybe I can learn a thing or two from him.
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