In the morning, Songhai Fujia Wan was having a video conference with Fu Qingyang. He saw the screen of the mobile phone beside the table light up, showing the caller: Xiao Zhang.

He frowned and immediately suspended this very important meeting: "For half an hour!"

After exiting the online conference room, Fu Qingyang answered the phone and started with sarcasm: "I thought you were out of touch while playing abroad!"

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After Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the spiritual realm, Zhang Yuanqing changed his mobile phone number, and Fu Qingyang of course also had to change his remark to "Xiao Zhang", a name that is most likely to be overlooked.

Fu Qingzu heard this and said, "I expected that. You wouldn't call me if you weren't in trouble. After all, you're busy on video calls with Guan Ya when you're free."

Does this mean that Fu Qingyang is in trouble but Guan Ya is not? In fact, it's not just Guan Ya, but also the princess and Xiaoyuan.

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingyang pulled out a chair, sat down, opened his laptop, logged into his email and downloaded the attachment.

After entering the password, he clicked on the document and checked the contents while listening to Zhang Yuanqing's description: "This is what happened. The president learned from Hades that the owner of the Bounty Hunter Guild is the Free Covenant. He wants me to infiltrate the enemy and find out the Free Covenant members hiding in the Orderly Organization."

There is no need to sugar-coat Guan Ya. Use the ancestral dye to dye the body. Zhang Yuanqing said loudly, "I trust the boss more than Guan Ya. Well, don't tell Guan Ya this."

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Yuanqing agreed without thinking. In front of Fu Qingyang, he could give up thinking appropriately.

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"So, Huo Zhengkui divided the relics into four pieces. One piece was passed down as a family heirloom, and the other three were hidden away."

"Where will he hide then?"

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "It can't be given to foreigners, it can't be given to trash, and it can't be given to bad people."

"How do we bet?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"I bet he's a patriot."

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up on the other end of the phone, and he recalled a passage in his profile. He blurted out, "In 1955, he donated a cultural relic that had been lost overseas to the country."

The cultural relic is called "Phoenix Zun", a bronze ware from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Fu Qingyang said: "When Huo Zhengkui was active, the second largest area, the Spirit Realm Walkers, had just risen to become the predecessor of the Five Elements Alliance. The five major organizations had not yet become official organizations. Huo Zhengkui could not have handed the copper block to them, so hiding it in cultural relics and donating it to the country was the safest way."

Compared to a real scout, my insight is still far behind.

Zhang Yuanqing said excitedly, "That makes sense!"

"That's it for today. I'll deal with the cultural relic as I have an important meeting. Also, please send me the cell phone number of the president of the Merchants Guild." Fu Qingyang hung up the phone and sat on the chair, his eyes deep, thinking silently.

After a few seconds, the phone beeps and displays a message.

Zhang Yuanqing sent the president’s personal phone number.

Fu Qingyang immediately dialed the mobile phone number. Ten seconds later, the person on the other end answered the phone and said in a low voice: "Who are you and how do you know this number?"

Fu Qingyang sneered: "The spy you arranged betrayed me."

There was silence for a few seconds, and the president sighed and said, "This ungrateful wolf is untameable!"

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "You want him to infiltrate the Freedom Covenant and find out the informant in the Lawful Organization?"

"What's the problem?"

"No problem, this move is very good and ingenious. The game between camps is never just about fighting and killing." Fu Qingyang's tone became low: "But it's too dangerous, I'm worried."

"The chess piece has been put down, there is no going back."

"No master?"

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"The aid is just a cover. Yuanshi needs a team. A saint will do. The master is too conspicuous."

"Okay!" the president agreed.

Fu Qingyang hung up the phone and picked up the landline, notifying the bunny girl downstairs, "Get ready for the plane. I'm going to Beijing. Contact the Beijing Museum."

In the red brick building of New York County, Zhang Yuanqing put down his phone, left the bedroom, and knocked on Annie's door.

"Good evening." The blonde beauty in a silk nightgown opened the door and smiled sweetly.

He described Catherine's appearance in detail.

"Do you think Catherine is a high-level disguise of the New Covenant County branch of the Love Profession?" Anne shook her head slightly.

"You would think so, and the higher-ups in the association would think so too. The same is true for the Heavenly Punishment. The high-ups in the Hunter Guild who are in the open must have no problems with their identities. Otherwise, how could they have identities in the Lawful Organization?"

"That makes sense. Maybe I'm overthinking it, but let's think about it another way. Is it possible that there is something fishy going on?" Zhang Yuanqing said conspiratorially: "Catherine may not be a high-level official in the Beauty God Association. Her identity within the association is extraordinary or a saint. Can she hide herself perfectly? No one would think that the lower and middle levels of the Beauty God Association have any connection with the vice president of the Hunter Guild!"

Anne frowned. "That makes sense, but it's just your unfounded speculation!"

"You want me to go to the New York County branch?" Ann is a smart girl.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I will continue to contact Catherine and get more information and details about her. You stay in the New York County branch and help me find someone. You have been my personal secretary recently, and you must be bored to death."

Anne was indeed full of fighting spirit: "I will pack my luggage now."

One o'clock in the afternoon, Beijing Museum.

Guan Chang, dressed in a neat suit, stood in front of the museum gate with two staff members, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests.

At noon, he received a call from the director of the Beijing Cultural Bureau, informing him that a distinguished guest would come to visit the museum at 1 p.m.

The curator had been waiting in the scorching sun since half past twelve.

Soon, a bright black business car drove into the museum's square. The driver, wearing a neat suit and white gloves, hurriedly got out of the car, bent over and opened the door.

His eyes lit up when he saw the distinguished guest Guan Chang and the two female staff members behind him getting off the carriage.

The distinguished guest was wearing a white suit and had delicate features. He was so handsome that it was hard to look directly at him. He had a noble temperament and was cold and arrogant, like a lotus blooming on a snowy mountain, or a white orchid on a cliff.

Director Chang hurried over to greet him, "Hello, I am the director of the Keisei Museum."

The noble young man in white nodded slightly, without any expression or smile, and said: "I want to see the Zhou Jifeng Bird Zun."

The curator looked hurriedly at the workers behind him.

The staff member immediately said, "The Zhou Jifeng Bird Zun is in Exhibition Hall 3. I'll take you there."

She looked at Fu Qingyang with sparkling eyes. A man with such a unique temperament and appearance was a blessing to meet in this life.

So, under the guidance of the staff, Fu Qingyang came to Exhibition Hall No. 3 and saw the cultural relic.

Its appearance is that of a gorgeous phoenix bird, covered with verdigris, with its head held high and its four-legged tail drooping and slightly curled.

The vase has round convex eyes and a large curved spout. It is hollow inside and has a cylindrical wine container on the back. It stands quietly on the exhibition stand, covered by tempered glass.

The female staff member introduced enthusiastically: "This is a bronze vessel from the Western Zhou Dynasty, 56 cm long and 44 cm wide. It was lost overseas in modern times. In 1955, a Chinese spent 100 million federal dollars to buy it and donated it to the country."

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "Bring it here."

The female staff member was startled, and so was the curator, but they reacted immediately and said, "Xiao Wu, have someone open the cover."

"ah!!"

The female staff member left in a hurry.

Soon, two male employees in work clothes and white gloves came over and carefully removed the tempered glass cover.

He flipped over Fengmingzun and frowned. As a scout, he knew exactly what the weight of a bronze weapon was. If there was any foreign object hidden inside, he would be able to detect it when he touched it.

But there was nothing unusual about this bronze artifact.

It is a precious but ordinary cultural relic. Was the judgment wrong?

Fu Qingyang held the bronze ware in one hand, frowned and thought, and the information about Huo Zhengkui quickly flashed through his mind.

But Guan Chang and the staff nearby were very nervous, but they didn't dare to speak.

If the bronze object falls, be prepared to jump and rescue it.

But as time went by, this distinguished guest's one arm remained motionless. Was he still a noble man with the strength to pull mountains and the power to surpass the world?

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During this period, Fu Qingyang showed a look of realization. He knew where Xuanji was.