Chapter 107 Owe an apology

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As soon as Shen Shenxi's message was sent, Xiaohua immediately replied to her.

Xiaohua: [Okay, I'll book a flight immediately. 】

Shen Sixi was right. Xiaohua preferred to stay by Shen Sixi's side than staying in the Angel Palace.

Although Xiaohua's status in the Angel Palace now is comparable to Qiao Xi's previous status in the Angel Palace, Xiaohua is not nostalgic.

I don't know how many people in the Angel Palace envied Xiaohua for accidentally following the right person. Who would have thought that Xiaohua, who betrayed the Queen of the Angel Palace, would have such an opportunity.

Only Xiaohua himself knows that he has no desire for power.

He didn't like being a killer, nor did he like managing killers. He just wanted to return to Shensi Xi as soon as possible.

After replying to Shen Shenxi's message, Xiaohua didn't want to waste a moment. She immediately booked a flight and then went out to arrange various matters for the Angel Palace.

Zang Shiqi came back from his mission and saw Xiao Hua from a distance.

Xiaohua has an upright figure and a calm face. She is standing in the corridor and giving orders. His eyes glanced at Zang Shiqi inadvertently, and he looked back indifferently.

——After leaving Huang Lao’s medicine garden, Zang Shiqi didn’t want to return to the Angel Palace.

He had long planned to leave the Angel Palace. He had a family, parents, and enough money. He always wanted to go home and live a stable life.

Besides, he betrayed Xiaohua again, so how could he have the dignity to return to the Angel Palace, which was temporarily managed by Xiaohua?

Xiaohua didn't stop him from going home.

After the fall of Qiao Xi, all the killers in the Angel Palace have the right to decide their own fate. It doesn’t matter if you stay in the Angel Temple, or if you leave the Angel Temple.

A small number of people left the Angel Hall, but Zang Shiqi did not leave.

Because Zang Shiqi still owes Xiaohua 10 million.

To be precise, he owed Shen Shenxi 10 million.

After learning of Zang Shiqi's betrayal, Xiaohua only spoke to Zang Shiqi twice in total.

Once in the medicine garden, Xiaohua asked Zang Shiqi for money for the antidote.

Another time was in the Angel Hall, Xiaohua told Zang Shiqi that it was okay to leave, but remember to pay back the money.

Zang Shiqi knew very well that if he didn't become a killer, he would never earn ten million in his lifetime.

So he stayed for the time being and worked hard to make money.

Uninformed people teased Zang Shiqi: Xiaohua has become the acting palace master. As Xiaohua's good brother, why are you alienating Xiaohua now?

And it’s not as messed up as it used to be, working so hard every day.

I don't know since when, people in the Angel Palace privately called Xiao Hua the acting palace master.

Zang Shiqi couldn't say a word after hearing other people's jokes, so he could only smile.

——He wants to make 10 million as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible.

——He can no longer face Xiaohua.

Zang Shiqi did not expect that the person who left the Angel Hall first was not him, but Xiaohua.

After learning the news that Xiaohua had left the Angel Hall, Zang Shiqi was stunned for a long time.

He heard someone say that Xiaohua went to be with the new palace master.

Before leaving, Xiaohua looked like she would never come back.

Zang Shiqi felt an unspeakable loss in his heart.

Every day, he thinks about making 10 million as soon as possible, leaving the Angel Palace as soon as possible, and looking forward to never having to face Xiaohua again...

When the day actually came, he felt extremely uncomfortable and could hardly breathe.

He suddenly remembered something.

He hasn't properly said sorry to Xiaohua yet.

He would never have the chance to say sorry again.

Xiaohua doesn't know about Zang Shiqi's loss and doesn't care.

From the day Zang Shiqi betrayed him, Zang Shiqi was no longer in his eyes.

There is no longer anything worthy of his nostalgia in the Angel Temple.

He was on the plane heading to Southeast Asia and felt relaxed for the first time in a long time.



Shen Shenxi sat in the cafe with Shen Turong and the others, drinking coffee.

Shen Shenxi likes American food, Shentu Rong and Yu Chaodi prefer latte, and Hei Mei doesn't drink coffee, so she ordered a non-caffeinated drink and drank it slowly.

Several people chatted with each other.

Shen Turong asked Hei Mei: "Hei Mei, what are your plans for the future?"

When Heimei decided to leave the Hall of Light, she said she would stay with them and serve as their guide. But sooner or later they have to go back to China. If they don’t go back this week, they will go back next week.

Shen Turong gave Hei Mei an idea: "Hei Mei, why don't you come back to China with us? When you get to China, the people in the Hall of Light can't do anything to you, and you will be completely safe!"

Heimei was stunned for a moment.

She hasn't thought about what to do next.

She originally just wanted to follow Shen Sixi and observe, but then her goal changed, but she didn't think of a new plan.

If you want to learn what you want to learn from Shen Shenxi, a few days will not be enough, it will take a long time.

It seems that she really needs to go to China with them?

But what will happen if she leaves the Guangming Palace?

Without her, those who were dissatisfied with her would definitely start a riot.

Heimei thought carefully and could not make up her mind for a while.

Shen Turong didn't know about Hei Mei's concerns, let alone why Hei Mei was hesitant. In her opinion, Hei Mei has no relatives and no reason to be here, only endless danger.

Is Heimei worried about troublesome them?

Shen Turong: "Oh! Don't hesitate anymore. There is nothing to hesitate about. You don't have to worry about anything then, just follow us. There are many rooms in my house, you can live in any one. If you don't like it Trouble, if you don’t want to live in my house, you can live in another house in my house.”

Shen Turong: "Let's go, let's go. You've been away from home for so many years, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

Black Rose paused.

After being sold to the Guangming Palace by her family, she has not yet returned to China.

The reason why I didn't come back at first was because I was being controlled and I couldn't go back even if I wanted to.

Later, when she became the master of the Guangming Palace, no one could care about her. She could go wherever she wanted, but she never considered returning to her country.

She was busy developing the Guangming Palace and securing the hard-earned position as the head of the Guangming Palace. Her life was even more tiring than before, and she had no leisure time to play around.

Hearing what Shen Turong said, Heimei felt a little relieved.

She subconsciously looked at Shen Shen Xi, wondering what Shen Shen Xi was thinking and whether she was willing to let her go with him.

Shen Shenxi said nothing.

It doesn't matter to her whether Hei Mei goes to China or not.

Hei Mei has no support in China and is weak. She doesn't have to worry about what Hei Mei is doing secretly.

The phone rang. Shen Shenxi looked down and saw that it was a message from Xiaohua.

Xiaohua: [Picture. 】

Xiaohua: [I’m here. Is this the coffee shop? 】

Shen Shenxi: [Yes, come in. 】

Shen Shenxi put away her phone, looked up and saw Xiao Hua.

Xiaohua was wearing a black sweatshirt, black trousers, and a white baseball cap.

Xiao Hua also noticed Shen Shen Xi as soon as she entered the door, even though the location of Shen Shen Xi was very remote.

He nodded to Shen Si Xi as a greeting, then lowered the brim of his hat and walked straight towards Shen Si Xi.

There was an empty seat next to Shensi Creek. Xiaohua came in front of him. She pointed at it and said to Xiaohua, "Sit down."

Only then did Heimei and the others notice someone coming, and they all turned to look.

Shen Tu Rong and Yu Chaodi said hello to Xiao Hua naturally, and Xiao Hua nodded to them, and then looked at Hei Mei.

"Black Rose!?" Xiaohua frowned.