The Qian Weapon Master frowned while inspecting the magic weapon.
She asked her second brother for some paper and pen, and wrote and drew on it for a long time before she raised her head.
"Based on this data, you need to find some special materials for your heart-protecting magic weapon to improve its sensitivity and resistance to spiritual energy."
"Those things are not cheap. The price of the final product is about seven times that of the original heart-protecting magic weapon. Are you sure you still want me to refine it?"
"Practice, why don't you practice,"
Yang Zhao smiled and gave her more tea. It was worth it seventy times for the old man.
"I'll give you the deposit first. This heart-protecting magic weapon still needs to be troubled by the treasurer. I wonder how long it will take for the finished product to be produced?"
The Qian Weapon Master counted the numbers in his mind: "It takes fifteen days to refine."
15 days is a bit long.
"Moneysmith, I'm going to participate in the big competition in ten days. Can you please see if I can add some more money to you? Please help me keep the pressure down during my construction period."
The Qian Weapon Master was quite straightforward: "Okay, you add another person to help me, and I will find another Weapon Master to help me. I will definitely refine this thing for you before you go to the competition."
The two parties once again signed a supplementary contract for refining the magic weapon, and Yang Zhao also paid the deposit to the money weapon master.
After sending the money to the weapon master, Yang Zhao spent money from the Northern Zhou United Chamber of Commerce to inquire about Tianqing Trading Company and Shen Sishen in Laiyuan Prefecture.
This Tianqing Trading Company is a newly opened trading firm in Laiyuan Prefecture in the past few decades. It is a baby-level trading firm in the world of cultivation.
However, the head of Tianqing Commercial Bank has a sophisticated vision and clever methods. Tianqing Commercial Bank has developed rapidly in recent years and has the intention to develop towards Lijing.
According to rumors, their boss’s surname is Shen.
By the time Yang Zhao left the Northern Zhou United Chamber of Commerce, the sky was completely dark.
The lights of the shops on Liangbian Street are bright, illuminating the street brightly.
It was so late at night, and there was no taxi owner to rent a beast cart. As Yang Zhao walked back, he was thinking about what he had to do next.
There were a lot of things going on these days, and she always felt tired from running around.
It seems that since arriving in Lijing, she has had more things to do.
Ouch~~
Yang Zhao sighed silently, maybe this is the day when he works full time? It doesn't feel very good.
The next day, Yang Zhao took the post and arrived at Changqing Tower in the east city of Lijing at noon on time.
Changqing Building occupies a large area. There are two six-story buildings leaning against each other facing the street. Behind the buildings are scattered quiet rooms. The quiet rooms are far apart and separated by trees and flowers. They look very elegant. .
Yang Zhao followed the waiter in Changqing Building to a quiet room and stood in front of the door. The waiter walked forward and knocked on the door.
"A guest named Yang Zhao came to visit with a post. I wonder what Mr. Shen means?"
After a while, the door opened, and a girl in pink clothes came out.
"Hey, it turns out that Miss Yang is here. Please come in quickly. Our master's house is waiting for you."
Yang Zhaoju stepped into the house and found that this step was like stepping into the Pansi Cave. There were actually seven or eight girls in pink clothes standing inside, including the two who went to invite her yesterday.
Some of these girls are gorgeous, some are dignified, and some are cute like Xiaojiabiyu or Guiling.
For a time, the room was filled with excitement and fragrance.
Yang Zhao regretted not turning on the video on his cell phone. It was hard to meet so many beauties.
Just when her eyes were busy, a pleasant male voice sounded in the room.
"Miss Yang, are you interested in these maids of mine? If you like them, I can give you some as a gift."
Yang Zhao could only shift his gaze and saw the young master sitting on the main seat.
This young man is tall and broad, wearing dark red clothes, with a dark red crown on his head set with a red gem.
A handsome face with an evil expression, it looks a bit unseemly.
"Sorry, I am not engaged in human trafficking. Are you Mr. Shen?"
"Exactly, please be careful."
Shenshen raised his hand and pointed at the empty space.
"Ms. Yang, please sit down. There is still a good dish in Changqinglou. You can try it."
This man spoke in an elegant manner. Yang Zhao complained in his mind and sat down. Immediately, a maid went out to order food. A maid came over to set the bowl and chopsticks for her. She asked the maid to give her a cup of tea.
This was the first time Yang Zhao had experienced such attentive service in his life, and he felt quite flattered.
The habit of modern people is to say thank you when being taken care of by others.
Little did she know that as soon as she said thank you, the young ladies serving her felt a little embarrassed.
"This is what we should do, Miss Yang, you're welcome."
Shen Shen Shen was watching their interaction from the other side of the table. His eyes had never left Yang Zhao since she entered the room, his pupils were deep and scrutinizing.
The gaze had weight, and Yang Zhao could only shift his gaze to Shen Shen Shen again. He took out the purse from his sleeve and put it on the table.
"Mr. Shen, I would like to take the liberty of asking you where you got this purse. How many purses do you have in total?"
"Miss Yang, don't you want to have a meal first?"
This man spoke in a leisurely manner with a somewhat condescending tone, and he always called her Miss Yang Zhaoyang.
kindness……
Yang Zhao always felt like he was being scolded.
"I don't think Mr. Shen came to me for food."
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door. The maid inside opened the door, and the waiters from Changqing Tower filed in with food. Soon the table was filled.
The food was delicious, delicious, and Yang Zhao was really hungry.
Obviously, Shenshen saw this scene.
"Ms. Yang, let's chat while eating."
There was no wine during the dinner, just a pot of tea.
Yang Zhao picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Mr. Shen, let's talk about things first. I wonder where this purse came from and how did you find me?"
Shenshen looked at the food on the table with regret and muttered softly.
"There are some dishes here that lose their flavor when they are cold."
Seeing that her expression remained unchanged and she had no intention of eating first, Shen Shen Shen had no choice but to put aside eating.
"Of course I bought this purse with money. In this purse, there is a hair and a small thing of yours."
"I'm interested in that little thing, Miss Yang, who was found through this hair."
Through a hair? When did her hair come into the hands of outsiders and her location could be determined by just one hair?
This world of cultivation is indeed a bit strange.
"I don't know who sold this purse to Mr. Shen. How can you be sure that the hair inside must be mine? And I heard that you also have a portrait of me in your hand. How did this come about?"
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