Chapter 1304: The Secret Old Man

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On the third floor of Tianji Pavilion, in the hall surrounded by sandalwood.

Zhang Ziling walked up with a faint smile on his face, and looked at the hall on the third floor of Tianji Pavilion with interest.

This hall is luxuriously decorated, and the first and second floors cannot be compared with it at all.

In a corner of the hall, on an incomparably luxurious Linghu leather sofa, sat a deep middle-aged man.

After Zhang Ziling walked up to the hall on the third floor, he kept looking at Zhang Ziling and his group with deep eyes.

Shui Qinghan glanced at the middle-aged man, his eyes changed slightly, just about to remind Zhang Ziling, but swallowed the words in his mouth.

Presumptuous!

The adults didn't signal, Shui Qinghan really didn't dare to make a sound.

The old man was the prince of the Murong family, Murong Qingxun.

The Murong family is also the royal family of the ancient Qingxuan country.

Although Shui Qinghan didn't know why Murong Qingxun appeared here, but Shui Qinghan didn't think much about it, he just wrote down this incident secretly.

Presumably, the important guest whom the old man Tianji met just now was this Murong Qingxun.

"Two esteemed guests, the pavilion master and his old man are waiting for the two inside, and I will bring them here." After the strategist brought Zhang Ziling to the door of the old man's room, he smiled at Zhang Ziling, and then left.

Tianji Pavilion was busy with business, and after he led the way, he had to rush back to his post.

As for the work of serving Zhang Ziling, it is not what he needs to do.

"Are you going to follow in?" After the secret counselor left, Zhang Ziling couldn't help asking, seeing that the maids who followed them had no plans to leave.

"Yes, there is no maid in the pavilion master's room, so the servants need to accompany the guests to make tea for the pavilion owner and the guests. If the guests have any other needs, just instruct the servants." The maid said to Zhang Ziling honestly.

Different from seeing ordinary Tianji strategists, it is rumored that the old man is a real martial artist and has a surly personality. In the past, after meeting with the old man Tianji, many important guests were often driven out by the old man because they did not understand the rules of the old man.

It was very unpleasant.

Therefore, unless it is a regular customer who often comes into contact with the old man, if other people want to see the old man, the maids of the Tianji Pavilion will follow him to remind the guests.

"As for the pavilion owner answering the guest's question, the pavilion owner will naturally set up a sound barrier to block the sound. Therefore, the guest does not need to worry about the information of the inquiry being leaked."

Hearing the maid's words, Zhang Ziling also smiled at her and said, "I'm sorry."

"By the way, what's your last name?"

"No, no, you're welcome, you're welcome!" The maid's face was flushed, her heartbeat began to speed up, "The slave's surname is Lin, and her name is Wan'er."

She has been working in Tianji Pavilion for a while, and she has met many sons and brothers, and no one has ever been so polite to her.

Shui Qinghan shook his head slightly when he saw the ruddy face of the maid.

He once thought that the Devil Emperor was as gentle as jade.

But things can't be seen on the surface.

After Zhang Ziling smiled at the maid, he then glanced at Murong Qingxun in the corner of the hall, then stopped focusing on Murong Qingxun and walked into the room.

After Zhang Ziling entered the room, Murong Qingxun called his servant over, whispered something in the servant's ear, and then closed his eyes and took a nap and stopped moving.

After receiving Murong Qingxun's order, the servant just walked out of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and rode his horse into the distance, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Ziling casually glanced at the servant who was riding his horse away from the window, and then his eyes fell on the old man sitting in the room.

Qingxuancheng Tianji Pavilion Pavilion Master, Tianji old man.

The old man was dressed in commoner clothes, his eyes were condensed, and his breath was hidden to the extreme. It looked like he had practiced some kind of hidden breath method, so that people could not see his true strength.

"Two guests, you've been waiting for a long time, please take a seat." The voice of the old man Tianji was hoarse and low, but it was full of some strange power, which made people feel tender.

Shui Qinghan seemed to be hypnotized at this moment. After the old man Tianji finished speaking, he sat down first before Zhang Ziling.

As soon as Shui Qinghan sat down, he immediately came to his senses, and the whole person was frightened.

Lord Demon Emperor hasn't sat down yet, how dare he sit?

crazy!

Zhang Ziling glanced at Shui Qinghan and said nothing, and sat down in front of the old man Tianji.

The maid who followed Zhang Ziling hurriedly knelt down beside the table between the old man Tianji and Zhang Ziling, making tea for the two of them.

"This guest is asking for news about the descendants of the Lin family?" The old man Tianji asked Zhang Ziling.

"Well, I asked the old man Tianji to tell me to wait." Zhang Ziling said neither humble nor arrogant.

"Can you tell me why you are looking for the descendants of the Lin family?" The old man Tianji asked with a smile.

"Is this what I have to tell you about buying news?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows, not wanting to answer.

Hearing Zhang Ziling's answer, the old man Tianji was slightly startled, then shook his head, and said, "That's not true, the guest didn't need to tell me the reason. It's just that the descendants of the Lin family are of great importance, so I'm just curious."

"Then ask the old man Tianji to tell me to wait, the price is arbitrary."

Seeing Zhang Ziling's indifferent look, the old man Tianji became more and more curious about Zhang Ziling's identity.

He hadn't seen Zhang Ziling, but the water was clear and cold behind Zhang Ziling, and the old man Tianji had also met a few times.

"The news of the descendants of the Lin family is related to the safety of Qingxuan City, so millions of mysterious gold coins are needed."

bang!

As soon as the old man of Tianji said his words, the maid who was making tea beside her suddenly became agitated, the teapot in her hand fell on the table, and the tea was spilled on the table.

The maid's face was suddenly filled with fear and she cried.

Without any hesitation, the maid hurriedly took a few steps back and kowtowed to the pavilion master Tianji to beg for mercy: "This servant knows you are wrong! The pavilion master spares his life! The pavilion master spares his life!"

million?

Hearing the words of the old man Tianji, Shui Qinghan set off a storm in his heart, and couldn't believe the price that the old man Tianji offered.

Millions of Xuanjin coins are enough for a large sect to spend a year, even if the water is clear and cold, all the savings add up to this amount.

A simple news of a descendant of the Lin family would require millions of mysterious gold coins. Shui Qinghan could not imagine what kind of event was involved behind this descendant of the Lin family.

The old man Tianji glanced gloomily at the tea sprinkled on the table, a sternness flashed in his eyes, and a powerful momentum burst out from his body.

The maid cried even more fiercely, smashed her head, and blood flowed.

Zhang Ziling took out the handkerchief and wiped off the water stains on the table, and said to the old man Tianji: "This maid, the news of the descendants of the Jialin family, millions of mysterious gold coins."

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the old man's expression changed slightly, and then he said to Zhang Ziling in a deep voice: "Guest, this maid, the news of the descendants of the Jialin family, needs two million mysterious gold coins."

As soon as the old man Tianji said these words, the atmosphere in the room instantly solidified.