The maid stared at Qin Feng for a while, and finally believed him.
Although she believed it, she was self-aware enough not to sit opposite Qin Feng.
She stood up and walked to Qin Feng's right side, standing straight behind him.
Seeing this, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything more.
Perhaps this was the maid's own way of surviving, and he could understand it.
Qin Feng drank several cups of spiritual tea, but Steward Yu still hadn't appeared, and he gradually lost patience.
He glanced at the maid beside him and smiled. "Contact your steward and tell him my name!"
"My name is Qin Feng!"
A hint of surprise flashed in the maid's beautiful eyes. She was very curious about where Qin Feng's confidence came from.
Judging from his tone, it seemed as if Steward Yu would rush over immediately upon learning the name "Qin Feng".
She hesitated for a moment, then took out her communication artifact to contact Steward Yu and directly told him Qin Feng's name.
However, Steward Yu did not respond at all and directly cut off the connection between the communication artifacts.
Qin Feng frowned upon seeing this.
Logically speaking, this is the headquarters of the Qingming Chamber of Commerce, and as the head of the headquarters, Steward Yu should have heard of his name.
Why such a lukewarm response?
Qin Feng had completely lost his patience and stood up, saying, "Take me to see your steward!"
The maid looked apprehensive and said timidly, "Senior, I dare not!"
Qin Feng frowned slightly. "Then I'll go find it myself!"
Immediately, Qin Feng walked quickly to the door, opened it, and went out.
The maid bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly chased after her.
"Senior, I'll take you there!"
"I just hope that when the deacon punishes me, you can put in a good word for me!"
The maid looked at Qin Feng pitifully, with an expression that seemed to evoke pity.
Qin Feng glanced at the maid, feeling pity, and nodded. "Don't worry, with me here, no one can harm a single hair on your head!"
The maid immediately felt a strong sense of security and, without saying anything more, stepped forward to lead the way.
Soon, the maid led Qin Feng to the outside of a VIP room.
Just as the maid was about to knock on the door, Steward Yu opened it.
Beside the deacon stood a woman wearing a bronze mask.
This woman had no aura at all; she was just like an ordinary person.
But how could a VIP of the Qingming Chamber of Commerce be an ordinary person?
Upon seeing Qin Feng and the maid, Steward Yu frowned and glared at the maid, shouting, "Didn't I tell him to wait?"
How did you get here?
The maid was filled with fear and trembling. She dared not speak and could only look to Qin Feng for help.
At this moment, Qin Feng's gaze was fixed on the masked woman.
Qin Feng felt that this woman was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her before, and more than once.
However, the other party's aura was completely concealed, and they were wearing a special mask, so he could not see their face.
Deacon Yu then turned his gaze to Qin Feng, coldly snorting, "Fellow Daoist, please step aside and do not block the path of our distinguished guest."
"Smack!"
Without warning, Qin Feng slapped Deacon Yu across the face.
"Am I being too polite to you?"
"Who are your fellow Daoists?"
"Me? Are you qualified to be my fellow Daoist?"
"You mere trash at the Immortal King Realm had better know your place!"
Deacon Yu stared at Qin Feng in disbelief. "How dare you..."
"Smack!"
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Feng slapped Deacon Yu across the face.
Qin Feng remained expressionless and coldly said, "Trash, listen up! My name is Qin Feng!"
"You don't recognize me?"
"Are you trying to intimidate me?"
"What? You...you really are Qin Feng?" Deacon Yu's face was extremely ugly as he looked at Qin Feng with suspicion and uncertainty.
When the maid reported to him earlier, he thought it was just someone with the same name.
I never imagined that Qin Feng, whom the maid mentioned, would be that infamous killing god.
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on Deacon Yu's face; he was filled with fear and trembling.
"I...I was wrong!"
"Senior... what brings you here?"
The maid was stunned by the dramatic change in the steward's attitude.
She could hardly believe her eyes. How could the usually aloof and high-ranking Steward Yu be so afraid of a name?
She believed it was definitely not because of Qin Feng's early stage Immortal Emperor realm, but because of the name "Qin Feng".
She was extremely curious about who Qin Feng was and why he could make Steward Yu so afraid.
Qin Feng ignored the steward and turned his gaze back to the masked woman, saying calmly.
"Take off your mask!"
The tone left no room for argument.
Qin Feng was absolutely certain that he had seen this woman before; at his level, the possibility of his intuition being wrong was extremely small.
The masked woman hesitated for a moment, then said coldly, "Fellow Daoist, haven't you gone a bit too far?"
"You dare to talk back to me, a mere early-stage Immortal Emperor? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
Qin Feng pursed his lips. "Hearing you say that, I'm even more certain that we know each other!"
"Should I remove your mask myself, or will you remove it yourself?"
The masked woman fell silent, staring directly at Qin Feng.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Steward Yu quickly stepped aside.
The maid hesitated for a moment but did not leave. She felt safer staying by Qin Feng's side at this moment.
After a while, just as Qin Feng was about to lose his patience, the masked woman finally took off her mask and looked at Qin Feng with a bitter expression.
"I never expected to run into you here. What bad luck!"
This woman is actually Qingluan from the Dark Soul Palace!
Qin Feng was taken aback when he saw that it was Qingluan. What is this called?
You search high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly!
He had previously thought that if he couldn't find Meng Xiyao, he would try to find the Dark Soul Palace's lair.
I never expected that Qingluan would come to me so quickly.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Qingluan, what a coincidence!"
"Are you prepared to resist, or surrender?"
That's what he said, but Qin Feng didn't let his guard down. He took out the Zhuxian Sword and had Xiaoxian immediately seal off the surrounding space.
Qingluan has a teleportation array, and he can't let her escape this time.
Seeing that Xiao Xian had sealed off the space, Qingluan smiled wryly. "Fellow Daoist Qin, is it really necessary?"
"We have no deep-seated hatred between us, so there's absolutely no need for us to fight to the death, is there?"
Qin Feng sneered. "No deep-seated grudge?"
How could you say such a thing against your conscience?
"Back in the Starry Sea, if I hadn't been somewhat capable, do you think I could have survived your encirclement?"
"Enough with the nonsense. I'm giving you two choices: live or die?"
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