"Hey, little brother, don't listen to Zhang Dazui's nonsense." Another middle-aged man at the same table couldn't stand it anymore and spoke out to undermine Zhang Dazui. He said to the fat man: "The big event in the past few days must have been Ning Yuancheng the day before yesterday. Those distinguished guests who came!”
"Oh? Guest? Could it be that there are relatives of the emperor coming to the city?" The fat man was really curious this time, who was the guest that ordinary people could talk about.
"It's not surprising that the emperor is a relative. Let me tell you, the people who came this time are said to be from the Mingyue Sect. The entire Ye Mansion and Mrs. Ji of the City Lord's Mansion put on a big scene to welcome them!" The middle-aged man looked at them. Fat man.
The fat man's expression changed, and he began to think seriously. The Mingyue Sect was the giant of the Binglan Kingdom. Except for the royal family, no force could restrain it!
"Brother, thank you. This meal will be transferred to my table later. Thank you very much." The fat man cupped his hands and sat back to the table where Qing'er was sitting with a solemn expression.
Looking at Qing'er, Qing'er also heard what the neighbor at the table said, and his face was equally solemn. The people from the Mingyue Sect came to Ningyuan City and were greeted by the Yefu and the city lord's concubine. It seemed that they must have something to do with the Seventh Prince!
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Ye Mansion, welcoming living room.
Ye Xingyong, who lives in the house, accompanied him with a smile on his face.
In addition to the seventh prince, there was also a woman about sixteen or seventeen years old in the living room, an old man of half a century, and two others standing behind the old man.
The woman is dressed in light blue clothes, with a crescent moon embroidered with silver thread on her chest and five gold stars dotted around it.
The Mingyue Sect’s special training uniform features a crescent moon and five gold stars, representing the fifth level of the spirit! This woman is not old, but her strength is so terrifying.
The half-hundred-year-old man wore a dark blue robe, and the symbol embroidered on his chest was slightly different. It was not a crescent moon, but a golden elixir surrounded by seven silver stars.
The Seventh Prince looked at the guests in front of him. He knew this woman himself, but had never seen the half-hundred-year-old man. He looked at the woman with a questioning look and asked, "Junior Sister Leng Qing, who is this senior?"
"Senior brother, this is the honorary elder of our Mingyue Sect, Senior Yan Hua. His strength is as high as the seventh level of a spiritual person, and he is also a second-grade alchemist!" Fang Lengqing looked respectfully at the old man sitting next to her, with a hint in her tone. Introducing to the Seventh Prince with some pride.
A second-grade alchemist!
The Seventh Prince and Ye Xingyong were moved at the same time, each with their own agenda.
"It turns out that it's Senior Yan who has admired his name for a long time, but it's just that this junior has neglected his strength." The Seventh Prince naturally understood the importance of an alchemist.
"Your Highness, there is no need to be polite." The old man nodded slightly, with a hint of arrogance in his brows.
Ye Xingyong on the side finally paid attention, stood up, and bowed to Yan Hua: "Senior Yan, I have something to ask of you! I hope Senior Yan can take action, and Ye Mansion will thank you greatly!"
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Fatty and Qing'er had lunch and bought enough daily necessities in some shops. This time Fatty learned the lesson wisely and bought hundreds of kilograms of various condiments... and visited almost half of the shops in the city.
"Fat man, we've almost bought everything we need to buy. Let's go back." Qing'er was too lazy to leave. He spent most of the day buying oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, which was not interesting at all.
The fat man didn't feel tired after walking around for a long time. He looked up at the sky and said to Qing'er, "Why are you going back so early? Things haven't been finished yet."
"What else? I've almost bought the things to make a fire and cook."
The fat man chuckled, looked around to see that no one was paying attention to him, took out two sets of cloaks from the ring, and handed one to Qing'er: "Didn't the boss say that we need to find out about the Spiritual Union?"