He still looked kind, but he had already made plans in his mind.
Wenhe has always been a person who is very good at superficial work. He is good at playing Tai Chi and using resources so that others cannot find fault with him.
He knew the saying: "Those who are not of my kind are worthy of death."
Although Jiang Muyao currently seems to have no hostility towards Xuanmen, her magic skills are not particularly advanced, and she has even helped Chu Xiaoxuan.
But he knew in his heart that such a person with unknown origin and unfathomable strength should not be easily trusted.
What's more, in this world, the only person he trusts is himself...
He wanted to obtain the secrets of Jiang Muyao, the method of drawing talismans, the system of cultivation, and perhaps even more. There must not be a sect in this world that is more powerful than Xuanmen.
If he could master these in his hands, he believed that his strength would be further improved.
"Master, what do you think?" An elder couldn't help but ask when he saw Wen He remained silent.
Wenhe smiled slightly, speaking in a gentle tone:
"Young friend Jiang is indeed a rare talent, but... the origin of her magic is unknown. We must proceed with caution.
Tingzhu and Xiaoxuan have had contact with her before, so why not let them visit her more often and see if we can persuade her to join the Xuanmen sect?
After hearing this, several elders thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.
"Master is right. If she is really capable, it would be a great help to us if Jiang Xiaoyou could join our sect."
"However, she seems to have a cold personality, so I'm afraid she won't be so easy to win over..."
Wenhe smiled, with a meaningful look in his eyes:
"No rush, take your time."
"As long as she's still within our sight, there's always a chance..."
Jiang Muyao didn't know that she had been targeted by Xuanmen.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. No matter how much debt she has, she won't worry!
Not everyone can get what belongs to her just by staring at it.
In her previous life, no one had ever dared to lay hands on her things...
She sat in front of the camera, her expression calm and her tone calm:
"Is everyone ready for today's first lucky bag?"
As soon as the lucky bag is sent out, the barrage of comments is cool and gift special effects are flying all over the sky, as if you can get blessings by doing so.
(The lucky bags are here, go for it!)
(Who else but me? I must have one of today’s lucky bags...)
Soon, a netizen with the ID "Tian Sheng Wo Cai" grabbed the lucky bag.
Everyone is an old viewer of the live broadcast room and knows the rules. After grabbing the lucky bag, they first swipe a rocket and then apply for a connection.
Jiang Muyao nodded in agreement, and the face of a middle-aged man appeared on the screen.
The man was about forty years old. His complexion was not good, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry.
"Master Jiang, hello!"
The man's voice was hoarse and his tone was a little anxious. After all, the problem in his heart had been bothering him for a while. Now that he had grabbed the lucky bag, the matter was finally going to be resolved.
"I've been feeling like something's wrong with my wife lately. I'm a longtime fan of yours and have watched your live streams so many times that I suspect she's possessed by a ghost... I'm really worried!"
(Brother, you are a good man. At least you know how to worry about your wife!
(Eating melons in the front row...)
(Is this the aftereffect of Sister Jiang’s livestream? Everyone looks like a ghost?)
(I've covered myself with the quilt, Sister Jiang, go ahead and speak, I'm ready!)
(Ghost world rules: quilts are a novice protection zone.)
(Don’t make fun of me, can’t you see that the elder brother is very anxious!)
Jiang Muyao glanced at the man's face and said lightly:
"You and your wife have a daughter."
The man was stunned for a moment and frowned. Didn’t I ask about my wife?
He spoke doubtfully:
"Master Jiang, did you miscalculate? My wife and I clearly have a son and a daughter!"
(This...this, it's worth it that I waited for so long, finally I saw the host fail! I said it was a script before, but you didn't believe it!)
(Can your script see ghosts, vixens, and murderers?)
(What's the big deal? I told you it's a script. I can even cosplay Tathagata!)
(Then you're not afraid that this is also a script. First, let you trolls for a while, and then give you two shoe horns in the face! Hahaha.)
Jiang Muyao's expression remained unchanged, and she ignored the doubts in the comments. She just stared into the man's eyes and spoke slowly:
"I calculated correctly. Your face shows that you are a daughter."
When the man heard this, his face instantly turned ugly.
He obviously didn't believe it and was a little excited:
"Impossible! My wife and I went from school uniforms to wedding dresses, and our relationship has always been good. We have a son and a daughter, and it's clearly written in the household registration book!"
After he finished speaking, he stood up and flipped through the household registration book, muttering to himself:
"Master Jiang, you may have miscalculated today..."
(Hahaha, I said it was a failure!)
(But Sister Jiang is very calm!)
(Could it be possible that the first son was adopted?)
(Then you might as well say that the first son is not the eldest brother's...)
(The prophet, the knife is cut!)
Jiang Muyao looked at the household registration book in the man's hand and said with pity:
"Your face really shows that you only have one daughter. As for your son... are you really sure he is your biological son?"
When the man heard this, he froze in place.
He remembered that Jiang Muyao had never had any problems since the show started airing...but he was unwilling to doubt his wife.
He held the household registration book in his hand, his face pale:
"Master Jiang, you...what do you mean?"
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