Above the leaden clouds, an exquisite octagonal pavilion emerged out of thin air.
The entire pavilion is made of snow-white clouds, with flying eaves and swirling clouds, which looks natural.
There is a cloud table and four cloud stools in the pavilion.
Yun Heng still had that lazy posture, sitting with his body leaning sideways.
On his right was a middle-aged man of medium build and dignified face.
This man had a square face, slanted sword-like eyebrows, and tightly pursed lips. He exuded a cold and cold aura that kept strangers away.
He was the Director General of the Chinese Investigation Bureau who had just arrived in Western Xinjiang at Yun Heng's invitation. He was ranked fourth on the Martial Immortals List and was known as the "God-killing Spear" Li Guitang.
On Yun Heng's left, Zhang Luye, a muscular giant as strong as a mountain, was sitting like a minion.
He moved here and there, not knowing where to put his butt, looking very uncomfortable.
Seeing everyone seated, Yun Heng flipped his wrist, and a small teapot made of white clouds appeared in his palm.
He waved his hand again, and four cloud cups as smooth as jade "grew" out of thin air on the cloud table.
He slowly poured tea into four cups with a relaxed posture, and the clear tea fragrance instantly filled the entire pavilion.
The milky white tea soup falls into the cup, sometimes condensing into swimming fish, sometimes turning into a hidden dragon, which is very strange.
"Come, try it. This is my family's secret recipe of cloud tea. Not everyone can drink it." Yun Heng raised his hand with a smile.
"snort!"
Li Guitang snorted coldly with an unexpected look on his face.
The teacup in front of him, along with the tea in it, disappeared into thin air in an instant.
Seeing this, Zhang Luye, who was sitting opposite, sucked his teeth in pain.
The Yun family’s Yunwu Tea, a good thing that was hard to come by in the past. If you don’t drink it, I will!
Yun Heng's expression didn't change at all.
He flicked his finger, and a brand new cloud cup took shape in front of Li Guitang, filled with new tea again.
Seeing that Li Guitang seemed to be about to have another attack, Zhang Luye quickly stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan.
"Uncle Li, Uncle Li, please don't give me the drink."
As he spoke, he did not forget to pick up the teacup in front of him, tilted his neck back, and drank it in one gulp.
Yun Heng looked disgusted at the sight of a cow chewing a peony.
When Li Guitang heard the voice of "Uncle Li", he was startled at first, and then his face darkened.
"Why call me uncle, senior, or director? Do I know you well?"
Zhang Luye shrank his neck and subconsciously looked towards Yun Heng.
But he found that the young man with a round face was looking up at the white cloud beams on the top of the pavilion, with an indifferent look.
"Okay! Stop with all this nonsense!"
Li Guitang ignored the teacup in front of him and stared directly at Yun Heng, asking bluntly, "Yun Heng, why did you let Jiang Xue go to the front line?"
Yun Heng laughed dryly twice.
"I just fulfilled the little girl's wish. Is that wrong?"
As he spoke, he took out a recorder from his pocket and pressed the play button.
"Little girl, do you really want to stay on the front line?"
Yun Heng's voice rang out, and then a clear and firm female voice replied, "Yes!"
After the recording ended, Yun Heng spread out his hands with an innocent look on his face.
"Director, look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Li Guitang's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.
"The child is ignorant, and you are also making trouble?"
"Do you know what Jiang Xue's talent represents?"
"Yun Heng, transfer those people away immediately, and don't force me to beat you."
The smile on Yun Heng's face suddenly disappeared. He stared into Li Guitang's eyes and asked in a very rare serious tone.
"Director Li, has Yunsheng ever told you about his speculation about the Yuan monster?"
Upon hearing this, Li Guitang's sharp and imposing aura paused slightly, and his gaze narrowed a little, as if he was lost in some memories.
Zhang Luye looked blankly at this one and then at that one, always feeling that he and these two people were in a different world.
Why is it that everyone seems to know a lot of things, but he is the only one who is kept in the dark?
He couldn't help but move his strong body towards Yun Heng and lowered his voice.
"Senior Yun..."
"Call me uncle. I've held you before." Yun Heng corrected without turning his head.
Zhang Luye felt like he was about to burst apart. He took several deep breaths before asking in a muffled voice, "Uncle Yun, you and the ghost mother argued last night..."
Bang!
A crisp bang hit Zhang Luye's forehead.
Yun Heng's chilling voice echoed, "It's to extract information."
Zhang Luye was about to cry.
But the situation was stronger than him, so he could only endure it.
He pursed his lips tightly, staring with his tiger eyes, and continued to ask in an almost sad and angry tone: "Uncle Yun, when you were trying to get information last night, you said that the more Yuan monsters you kill..."
Bang!
Another brain-shattering moment.
"Don't ask too much about social affairs."
Yun Heng withdrew his hand and gave a serious warning in the tone of an elder.
Zhang Luye is completely autistic...
At this time, Li Guitang seemed to have finished thinking.
He picked up the white cloud teacup in front of him, his tone much softer, and asked with some uncertainty: "Do you want to take back the abyss passage?"
Yun Heng nodded with a smile and took a sip of the fragrant tea.
"I don't know what those beings in the abyss are planning to do... but if we desperately try to stop them, it's definitely the right thing to do."
Li Guitang took a deep breath, his expression extremely solemn.
"Depending on Jiang Xue?"
Yun Heng shook his head and laughed.
"She's just a variable."
"How can we rely on just a little girl for such a big thing?"
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