"What's the reason for that?"
Ye Qingluo was very curious: "Or... are you treating me so well because you know about my relationship with Ah Xuan, and in order to please Ah Xuan, you borrowed my relationship with Ah Xuan?"
Lao Lie rolled his eyes directly: "Does the Hell Mansion seem to be a place where it will establish relationships with other forces? I admit that Lord Emperor Zun is indeed very strong and has a noble status, but Hell Degree has always been an independent force, and it is absolutely impossible for him to Cater to whomever pleases."
Look, this tone is full of pride.
And that smug little look.
It was as if he wanted to tell the whole world that his Hell Mansion was different from the coquettish sluts outside, it was so elegant and refined.
Well, although I don't know much about Hell Palace.
But Ye Qingluo also admitted that the Hell Palace did not seem to be condescending and following her in order to please Emperor Moxuan.
Thinking about it this way, Ye Qingluo became even more curious: "Then why are you helping me?"
"You really don't remember?" Lao Lie frowned.
Ye Qingluo held her chin: "What should I remember?"
"The people in the Dark Palace want to use Hell Palace to help them make ghost candles. If you and Lord Emperor Zun didn't help, I'm afraid that the whole hell palace will be reduced to ghost candles."
Lao Lie explained patiently: "At that time, our Hell Palace said that the Hell Palace owes you a favor. As long as you come to the realm and have any needs, the Hell Palace will do its best to help you."
Ye Qingluo suddenly realized and opened his mouth wide: "It seems that there is such a thing..."
"In your eyes, how unbearable is Hell Palace? You can even forget the favor I promised you?!"
Mentioning this point, Lao Lie collapsed a little.
How many people want to take advantage of the Hell Palace, and the price may be in exchange for their lives.
He took the initiative to speak, and owed Yeqing a favor.
In the blink of an eye, people completely forgot about Hell Palace.
Baby Lie's heart is stuffed!
Ye Qingluo coughed lightly: "I can't blame me for forgetting. Who made Hell's reputation not so good? You said you owed me a favor at the time. I didn't expect Hell's to really repay me. After all... Even if the Hell Palace breaks its word, that's normal."
"Where is it normal?!" Lao Lie slapped the table, "Although the Hell Palace is a bit domineering and barbaric, it kills people if it doesn't agree with it, or arrests people for experiments... all kinds of bad things have been done, but... the Hell Palace has always kept its promises! "
"Yes, yes, I know now, I know." Ye Qingluo raised his hands in surrender, "Stop taking pictures, the things here can't stand your strength."
However, this palm went down.
Except for the heavy slap on the table.
The table is still stable, and there is no feeling of shaking in the slightest.
Lao Lie just slapped the table with his palm, and the force was not too small.
Ordinary tables will be more or less affected by this palm.
Ye Qingluo seemed to have thought of something, raised his hand, and slowly touched the table where the tea set was placed.
He curled his fingers and tapped on the table.
really…
This table looks rather old on the surface.
but…
But it is a table made of fine wood.
Wood like this kind of material is generally at least some kind of aristocratic family, a wealthy businessman, etc., so that it can afford it...
Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips, raised her head and looked at Lao Lie: "Today, I asked you to go to Xiya Mountain with Zixi to gather medicine, and secretly observed her whereabouts. Did you find anything special?"