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"It doesn't matter where I came from. If no one touches the feather fan, it's mine."
After Wen Zheng finished speaking, Zhan Xin added, "If no one makes a bid yet, the feather fan will belong to this young lady."
Those around him were eager to make a move and were about to bid when Mu Qing made his move. The pressure he exuded silenced the demons.
Seeing that no one was bidding, Zhan Xin said, "Since no one is bidding, the feather fan belongs to this young lady."
The peacock feather fan was so easily snatched away that the demon race was stunned and couldn't react for a long time. They would rather believe it was a dream than believe it was real.
Wen Zheng took a picture of the feather fan at Zhan Xin's request and then pulled down the curtain to block the prying eyes of others. In the enclosed space, the two looked at each other.
Wen Zheng asked proactively, "Why do you think Zhan Xin wanted me to bid on the feather fan?"
Mu Qing shook her head. "I don't know. Something might have happened."
Not understanding the thoughts of the demon race, we can only take it one step at a time.
“That makes sense. I’ll take out the talisman first.” Wen Zheng put the talisman she had just put away into her sleeve.
The two waited in the room for a while, and then Zhan Xin came with his men to settle the bill, bringing with him the feather fan that Wen Zheng had just bought.
"Gentlemen, I have brought the feather fan. Have you prepared your spirit stones?" Zhan Xin smiled, his eyes narrowing like a fox.
“Of course,” Wen Zheng said.
Zhan Xin nodded, took out a feather fan, and dismissed everyone. Wen Zheng also took out the spirit stones she had counted, saying, "This is all I have. You can decide what to do with the rest."
She tried her best to restrain herself when bidding, but by the time she made her bid, someone else had already bid more than all the spirit stones she had.
"No need." Zhan Xin pushed the spirit stones Wen Zheng offered back and took out his ledger to scribble on them.
Wen Zheng and Mu Qing locked eyes, then leaned in for a look. Wen Zheng exclaimed in surprise, "You falsified the accounts?!"
And he did it so skillfully, it doesn't look like it's his first time.
“This isn’t falsifying accounts,” Zhan Xin said, focused on revising the ledger without looking up. “I’m just rationally planning the ledger.”
"But why did you tear this page out and rewrite it? And it's not the same as before."
Zhan Xin: "Oh, I wrote it wrong."
Such a compelling reason almost convinced Wen Zheng. Her lips moved, but after a long silence, she finally shut her mouth.
Perhaps she should also learn from the other person's art of language.
After Zhanxin finished revising the ledger, he said to the two of them again, "There's a fat man surnamed Mu on the third floor upstairs. He wants to steal your feather fan. I'll have someone disguise themselves as you and take the feather fan out of the city."
Zhan Xin spoke of a double-cross so casually that Wen Zheng couldn't help but ask, "Is this how it is in Qing Shi City?"
They appear friendly on the surface, but secretly plot against each other.
Zhan Xin nodded. "Yes, you two might not be used to it at first, but you'll see the benefits after staying here for a while."
Wen Zheng didn't want to listen to the other party's nonsense, so she took out a talisman and handed it over, saying, "Don't be too fake, remember to resist."
Zhan Xin thanked them and accepted the clothes. He then called in two men of similar build to change their clothes and hurriedly left the city with the feather fan.
They had only been gone a short while when Zhan Xin reminded them, "I have to go help out later, so I won't have time to see you off. Someone will take you out the back door."
After finishing her business, Wen Zheng suddenly felt sleepy and replied, "Okay, I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted and willing to lend a hand."
Zhan Xin flashed his signature sly smile and said, "It's not about conscience; I'm planning to double-cross everyone."
He wanted to extort a large sum of money from the man surnamed Mu while he was making his move.
Noticing the strange look in Wen Zheng's eyes, he said proactively, "Don't worry, we'll give you a share of the money."
Wen Zheng shook her head and politely declined his offer, "No need, let us go back to sleep as soon as possible."
Zhan Xin nodded and had someone see them off.
Wen Zheng only felt a sense of reality when she lay on the bed in the inn; what a mess these days were!
Lying on the soft bed, Wen Zheng closed her eyes.
suburbs.
Steward Mu had two men who were carrying feather fans out of the city stopped, and successfully snatched the fans from them.
Holding the demon clan's secret treasure in his hand, Steward Mu was filled with indescribable excitement. Just as he was about to test the power of the feather fan, Zhan Xin appeared with Fu Manlou's men.
"Manager Mu, long time no see. What are you doing?" Zhan Xin feigned surprise as he looked at the two people lying on the ground, their fates unknown.
"Killing and robbing?" Zhan Xin's smile held a hint of murderous intent. "Steward Mu, I'm asking you."
One of the rules of Fumanlou is to ensure that guests can leave Qingshi City safely. Now that these two people have fallen, they are located on the outskirts of Qingshi City. Zhan Xin, the manager of Fumanlou, naturally has to step in to stop them.
Steward Mu was also aware of this rule, but he hadn't taken it seriously at the time. However, the current situation was not good for him. Zhan Xin was not as weak as he had imagined, and making a rash move might be detrimental to him.
After weighing the pros and cons, Steward Mu smiled, took out a feather fan and placed it on the two unconscious men. "Look at what you're saying. Would I be so despicable as to kill someone in the suburbs?"
Zhan Xin smiled without saying a word, seemingly acknowledging his statement.
Steward Mu's face stiffened, and he suppressed his emotions, asking, "What do you want in exchange for my release? I'm willing to exchange spirit stones."
His men had already discovered that Zhan Xin frequently embezzled money from Fu Man Lou, so he didn't believe Zhan Xin wouldn't waver.
Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Zhan Xin smiled with satisfaction. To Steward Mu, this smile meant that the other party had agreed, so he quickly asked, "Name your price, and I'll pay right away."
Zhan Xin quoted a figure that would make Steward Mu feel the pinch but not so much that he would get angry and take action. The other party was furious, but still obediently paid up.
Having obtained the spirit stones, Zhan Xin waved to his subordinates to leave. Steward Mu snorted coldly and left with Feather Fan and his men.
After watching the people walk away, Zhan Xin told the people from Fu Man Lou to go back first, while he changed into some inconspicuous clothes and went to the industrial park.
As dawn approached, there were many demons active on the road. Zhan Xin avoided the crowds and knocked on the back door of a house in a small alley. The person who opened the door immediately let him in after seeing his face.
Zhan Xin followed the guide and met the person he wanted to see, Elder Qingniao.
Upon seeing him arrive, Elder Qingniao's brows relaxed, and he asked with a sense of ease, "Has everything been taken care of?"
Zhan Xin bowed his head respectfully: "Everything is taken care of. That idiot Mu Ke has already taken the feather fan back, and Lie Yan will definitely present it at the Grand Elder's birthday banquet."
"Thank you for your hard work." Elder Qingniao gestured to the chair beside him, inviting him to sit down. "Tomorrow I will tell the Grand Elder that I'm going to Mingguang City to investigate the situation and convince Lieyan of the authenticity of the feather fan."
Back then, Zhuque was so determined to take the feather fan, and now it has fallen into his hands so easily. Given Lieyan's suspicious nature, he most likely wouldn't believe that he had to put on an act in front of the Grand Elder.
Zhan Xin waited quietly for him to finish speaking before saying, "I heard that Uncle Xiao Ze's friend is also going to see the Grand Elder. How about tomorrow?"
It would be more appropriate for them to speak. As two humans from Mingguang City who witnessed the state of the Vermilion Bird City Lord when he was injured, they should have more to say.
"Alright, you figure out how to arrange it," Elder Qingniao said. The plan was already more than half successful, so he didn't have as many things to worry about.
Zhan Xin nodded in agreement, chatted with Elder Qingniao about Fu Man Lou for a while, and then got up and left.
As he was leaving, Elder Qingniao called out to him, "When are you free? Help me send two people to Bluewater Town."
Zhan Xin paused for a moment and thought for a moment, "I may not have time until the matter with the Grand Elder is over."
"So long?" Elder Qingniao frowned. "Then I'll find someone else." He then told Zhan Xin to go back first.
Zhan Xin didn't ask any more questions and took the spirit stones that Mu Ke had given him and went back to Fu Man Lou to rest.
Those two humans have been busy all night and are probably asleep now. You won't find them even if you go. You might as well go and settle the accounts at Fu Man Lou yourself.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Zhan Xin got up from the counter, took the spirit stones, and went out.
Inside the inn, Wen Zheng blinked her sleepy eyes as she ate the food on the table, while Mu Qing across from her was more awake, her eyes chillingly cold.
Wen Zheng picked up some vegetables from the table and yawned softly. Mu Qing looked up at her and saw her dozing off. She said, "If you're sleepy, go take a nap after you finish eating."
You can barely keep your eyes open while eating. Didn't you get enough rest last night?
Wen Zheng ate the vegetables and shook her head: "No, aren't we still going to see that Grand Elder?"
She was so busy with something as trivial as a flower velvet in the demon realm that she had never been this tired in the Immortal Chasing Sect.
“There’s no rush now,” Mu Qing said. “Going tomorrow is the same, as long as we… leave.”
The brief omission in his words brought Wen Zheng back to her senses. She opened her large, bright eyes and asked, "What if the First Elder wants us to stay for his birthday celebration?"
As people get older, they crave more people to make things more lively.
Mu Qing shattered Wen Zheng's assumption, "The demon race wouldn't invite two humans, and we should be considered as coming to cause trouble."
It's already a miracle they weren't driven out.
Wen Zheng ate her rice and nodded, "That's true, he's not mentally ill."
After the two finished their conversation and quickly ate their meal, intending to go back to their room to rest for a while, Zhan Xin arrived and immediately pulled them aside to drink tea.
Wen Zheng held her teacup, feeling the food she had just eaten about to come up with a rush, but she quickly suppressed the thought and asked, "What brings you here?"
Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of malice or theft.
Zhan Xin smiled and gestured evasively as he took out Mu Ke's spirit stones from his pocket and handed them to Wen Zheng. The spirit stone bag made a "thud" on the table, and Wen Zheng's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the spirit stones that were handed to her, she withdrew her hand and silently looked at Mu Qing.
Wen Zheng winked, hinting: Speak.
Mu Qing, having received Wen Zheng's hint, pushed the spirit stone back, saying, "Why don't you tell us what you want us to do for you? After all, spirit stones are a hot potato."
Given Wen Zheng's personality, she would definitely accept the few spirit stones on the tip of her finger. But Zhan Xin brought so many right away, and Wen Zheng's suspicious nature made her hesitant to accept them.
Zhan Xin pretended not to hear him and pushed the spirit stones in front of Wen Zheng again, saying, "This is what we agreed on yesterday, so you can keep it without worry."
Mu Qing shook her head when she saw that he wouldn't listen to her advice.
Zhan Xin's actions made Wen Zheng even more wary. She even dragged her chair back a little, and only after reaching a safe distance did she speak: "If you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm going back to sleep."
He was always smiling, but I always felt like he was holding something in.
She got up to leave, but Zhan Xin quickly stopped her, "Wait, sit down and talk."
The other party was completely uncooperative, so Zhanxin had no choice but to tell them the truth.
"I would like to ask you to do me a favor when you see the Grand Elder tomorrow."
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