Lan Yisi treasure ship.
In the main cabin, after listening to Wen Changming's appeal, Manager Wen lowered his eyes, picked up the tea cup next to him and slowly sipped the tea. Wen Changming, who was waiting for a long time, didn't see the other party say anything, and couldn't help but feel anxious. Although he was sweating, Manager Wen seemed not to notice. He smiled warmly and advised:
"Fellow Daoist Wen, this Hulong tea can only be produced in the Forbidden Land Basin. It won't taste good if it's cooled."
"Um...Okay, okay."
Wen Changming was a little lost in thought. He picked up the tea cup and rolled it for several sips. When he put down the tea cup, he quickly glanced at Manager Wen. Seeing that he had no intention of talking about business, he sighed silently in his heart. It seemed that Wen was The family's name is no longer useful, so we can only spend money.
One shot storage bag.
A wooden box appeared in Wen Changming's hand.
The wooden box opened, and a beam of forest-green light shot out, dazzling people's eyes. The light faded away, and what lay inside was a clover.
Forest grass is a rare spiritual grass with two elements of water and fire.
It takes three hundred years for the first leaf to grow, and another five hundred years for the second one to grow; the clover in front of me is at least thirteen hundred years old, and is used to refine the Fire Pill. If so, there is a high chance that a third-level top-grade elixir will appear.
Wen Changming finally took his eyes away from the thorngrass and looked at Manager Wen, whose eyes were slightly bright: "Manager Wen, if you agree to the request I just made, this thorngrass will be yours."
Manager Wen glanced at the clover grass.
He seemed to chuckle.
Wu Kui, who was waiting on the left hand side, immediately understood his master's thoughts. He took a half step forward and bowed his hand to Wen Changming: "Friend Daoist Wen, there are always rules and regulations for Lan Yi Division's actions. If the people of the Fu family want us to escort them back to Qinhuai Here, we adults can only act according to the rules. Please..."
When Wen Changming heard what he was saying, his expression changed several times. Finally, before Wu Kui had finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from his chair and said in a loud voice:
"Manager Wen, although our Wen family is in decline now, our ancestors are still there. Let alone Yuhua Township, even if we look at the entire Gaoyang County, he can still speak. I am simple and clear. Let me tell you, the deaths of the nine members of the Wen family, including our chief, were all plotted by Guy Fu and the three major families from Jingzhou. Do you think our ancestors will let them go? Manager Wen is so protective of them Four families, I can’t guarantee whether our ancestors will think too much about it..."
Wu Kui never expected that his master would be threatened. He sneered and was about to retaliate. Manager Wen, who had not spoken, put down the tea cup. When Wu Kui saw this, he glared angrily. Wen Changming, who was holding his neck, retreated behind Manager Wen's chair.
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After Fu Shiyi realized something was wrong in the cabin, he did not choose to continue waiting. Instead, he pushed the door open and went out. However, the guard guarding the door stretched out his hand and stopped him:
"Miss Fu, according to the rules, you cannot leave your cabin without being summoned. I ask you to go back."
Rules are dead.
People are alive.
Fu Shiyi smiled and stuffed a wooden box into the guard's hand, and said warmly: "Brother, an hour has passed and I haven't seen Manager Wen yet. My parents are still outside anxiously waiting for news about me. , please help me pass the message again."
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