Ye Tianyi poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of him.
"Thank you."
He drank the drink in one gulp.
This person is wearing a mask.
Ye Tianyi didn't know who he was specifically.
As for the realm, I checked it through the Eyes of the Common People and found that it was the second level of the Ancient God King Realm, which was not very strong.
"I wonder where the seventh-grade glass fruit you mentioned is located?"
This teahouse is in the corner of an alley in the safe zone.
but…
He glanced at Ye Tianyi one more time.
Ye Tianyi raised his eyebrows.
Ye Tianyi pondered slightly.
Then, he brought this poem to this upper plane.
after awhile…
Then, the old man grabbed some tea leaves from a jar behind him and put it into the teapot.
Plop—
"Go and have a look?"
Because he doesn't understand tea at all.
It must be a corpse.
"A member of the administrators?"
There was only an old man with a big beard cleaning the cup.
However, this was just a one-sided statement from the person just now.
It looks pretty clean inside.
No, it should be inevitable.
Ye Tianyi: "..."
Ye Tianyi could not confirm the specific situation.
After saying that, he put on the hat of his black robe, stood up and walked away.
There may indeed be a large number of them who know this poem.
"What kind of tea do you want to drink?"
He glanced at Ye Tianyi and said, "The rules of Wuxin Tea House are that there is no charge for tea."
It doesn't matter if you go over and take a look.
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the inner room.
That's probably what it means.
He dragged another man in black robes.
As for why this unintentional organization that controls Sin City is interested in him...
Ye Tianyi opened the door and walked in.
"Well, that should be correct."
Ye Tianyi groaned.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
It is estimated that this man in black robe may be a member of one of the administrator's teams.
"Yeah?"
The old man with the white beard clapped his arm, then stood up and said, "I've drank the tea. Your Excellency, please follow the old man in."
Pour boiling hot water into it.
He didn't know if many people had this mask.
Ye Tianyi glanced at it and frowned slightly.
This poem was very popular in the lower plane at that time.
The door is also very old.
Ye Tianyi nodded: "I can probably imagine it."
This surprised him.
However, he still picked up the pen and wrote the next sentence.
Ye Tianyi thought for a moment.
This is indeed possible.
According to what the person just said, these administrators, even the president of the arena, seem to have no status at all.
Then, Ye Tianyi handed over the words.
One hundred and ninety-two. One hundred and forty-two. Two hundred and twenty-six. One hundred and fifty-three.
But what does this unintentional organization do to this poem
Ye Tianyi doesn't know.
It took a lot of time, and even Ye Tianyi made some inquiries, before he found Wuxin Tea House.
"It turns out that Wuxin is the organization that really controls Sin City. I always thought that the administrators are all layer-by-layer. Even the ones who really control Sin City are the so-called administrators, but they are at a higher level. It turns out that they are completely two organizations, but they are the ones who control the administrators unintentionally."
Not very eye-catching.
"All their things must be turned over to an organization that truly controls the city of sin, called Wu Xin. And the seventh-grade glass fruit I'm talking about is in the hands of these people."
All Ye Tianyi could think of was the ninety-nine thunders.
The bearded old man took a sip of tea and looked at Ye Tianyi and asked.
Is a man
Killed
"You should know this person."
Ye Tianyi: "..."
"I can't reveal the specifics. You can go to Wuxin Teahouse. The owner of the teahouse is the one you need to contact. Don't worry, at least as far as I know, there will be no harm to you."
"Oh? In the hands of the administrator? Then your news is of no use. The administrator organization has existed for so long and has collected countless treasures and resources. I can also imagine that they will have seventh-grade products in their hands. Glazed Fruit, but if you just tell me that there is a seventh-grade Glazed Fruit in the Administrator organization, then I won’t recognize it.”
Later, many people from the lower plane came to this upper plane together.
Ye Tianyi said lightly.
Shall I wipe it
Isn't this special poem a poem I brought from Earth
In this upper realm, he didn't know whether this poem had spread.
Ye Tianyi took a sip of wine.
"Catch the poem."
Ye Tianyi said: "Doesn't that mean the same thing?"
Then, the old man waved his hand, and a piece of paper flew in front of Ye Tianyi. Ye Tianyi reached out to help.
Then, Ye Tianyi took a look at the situation on the paper.
Ye Tianyi said: "This sentence follows, what kind of tea does senior seem to be able to drink?"
But if this unintentional organization was interested in him, why didn't they send someone to contact him
Ye Tianyi felt that it was unreasonable.
A man in black robe walked in.
The bearded old man glanced at what Ye Tianyi said, and then nodded.
However, the person who just gave him the information was wearing a mask exactly like the corpse of the man in black robe.
There is not a single customer in Wuxin Teahouse at this moment.
Even the plaque of Wuxin Teahouse looks very shabby.
What kind of tea, Ye Tianyi didn't know.
But this poem…
"Of course, I won't say that I will trick you like this, but I have to correct you. Administrators are not an organization, they are just soldiers."
"Oh? What do you want?"
At that time, it won the praise of many poets.
Ye Tianyi asked lightly.
"That's right, the administrators, the guards, the people in the mission hall that you saw, including the vice-president of the arena, the president, and the teams that go out to explore outside the City of Sin every now and then. People, they are all members of the administrators, but they also work for others.”
Ye Tianyi then sat not far away with a teapot and a cup.
But it seems to be a type of black tea
"Thank you."
And Wuxin this organization...
Anyway, there is plenty of time.
The body was then thrown aside.
Later, Ye Tianyi got up and looked for the so-called Wuxin Teahouse.
However, Ye Tianyi was in the lower plane. When he participated in the poetry meeting before, he had performed this water tune singer in front of many people.
Click—
"In the hands of the administrator."
There is only one poem...
"oh?"
As for what needs to be done next, Ye Tianyi doesn't know...
In Wuxin's organization, he is also an ant.
"No! In fact, you have access to them."
Ye Tianyi was really confused.
However, he is still relatively confident.
(End of chapter)