man:"……"
At this moment, a slender and tall man came out from the inner room. He wore a half-open silk black robe, his dark hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and he held a book in his hand. His gaze, lazy and slightly sleepy, swept over Mu Run.
Then I froze!
"What are you doing here?" the man in black quickly stopped himself from speaking. "Who are you?"
Mu Run sized him up. He had a cold and indifferent temperament, and his appearance was also very handsome. He had phoenix eyes, thin lips, and thick eyelashes like fans. His slender face was even more delicate and perfect than a woman's. He was full of masculine spirit and restrained composure. There was a hint of arrogance between his brows, exuding an aura of dominance that made people want to believe in him.
"My name is... Mu Run. I'd like to inquire about something. I wonder if I could bother you for a moment, Manager?"
"Mu Run? How do you spell that name?" The man in black turned his gaze away and walked towards the desk.
Mu Run followed him and casually replied, "Mu as in twilight, Run as in gentle warmth."
"Please sit down."
Sitting down in the guest seat at the desk, Mu Run asked, "Can I ask about anything?"
"As long as I know it." The man in black took out a contract from the drawer and placed it in front of Mu Run. "This is a confidentiality agreement. Once you sign it, every word you say from now on will not be revealed."
"And that one?" Mu Run looked at the handsome man sitting by the window, whose gaze was now fixed outside, seemingly showing no interest in them whatsoever.
The man in black replied, "He's one of my men, there's no need to doubt him."
Mu Run nodded, pressed his finger on the cinnabar seal, and placed it on the contract. "I can't write, is this okay?"
"Okay." The man in black picked up the pen, wrote his name, pressed his red seal on it, and then put it away.
"What would you like to ask, sir?"
"May I ask your surname, Head Manager?"
"My surname is Xu, and my given name is Xun," the man in black replied.
As soon as he said that, the man sitting by the window looking at the scenery turned his head...
"Well, how much does it cost to gather information?" Mu Run continued to ask.
"One hundred taels per question, no charge if I can't answer. It's all written in the contract... I'm sorry, I should have read it to you." Xu Xun said apologetically.
Mu Run waved his hand, "It's alright, I'll ask the first question first."
Xu Xun tapped the table lightly with his long, slender fingers. "Please."
Mu Run thought for a moment and asked, "What conditions are required for a spiritual root to be possessed?" Although she had Feng Que's memories, Feng Que wasn't very clear about spiritual root possession. However, no sect, large or small, would accept someone with a possessed spiritual root as a disciple, so such incidents were rare.
Upon hearing this, Xu Xun's eyes narrowed sharply!
Because of the speed, and because Mu Run's thoughts were not on him, he did not notice.
"Spiritual roots are innate talents and the dwelling place of the soul. If a spiritual root is stolen, the person whose spiritual root is stolen will be annihilated. Even if a trace of consciousness is left behind, it will be dispersed by the intruder and thus disappear from the world."
However, seizing a stolen spiritual root is not so simple. The person seeking possession must first possess a spiritual root themselves, and their five elements must be the same as the one being possessed. Ideally, they should be a close blood relative. This ensures that during the fusion of spiritual roots, a reverse flow will not occur, preventing the spiritual veins from being severed or even resulting in death.
"So if someone's spiritual root is taken away, the first thing to investigate is the blood relatives of the person whose spiritual root was taken away." Mu Run looked into Xu Xun's dark and deep eyes.
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