"Have you found any news regarding the investigation into Black Lotus?" Xuanyuan Moze asked in a calm voice.
Since he woke up, although he has been with Feng Jiu, he has been thinking about this matter. On that day, the Lord of the Black Lotus cultivated the power of the Black Lotus and became extremely powerful. Now the Lord of the Black Lotus is dead, but the Black Lotus has fallen into the hands of the Demon Lord. If this matter is not settled, he will always be a little worried.
"We received news from the Yama Palace that they couldn't find the whereabouts of the Demon Lord. Not only are our people looking for him, but people from other forces are also looking for him. However, the Demon Lord has not shown up since he took the black lotus. No one knows where he has hidden."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze frowned slightly. There is no news at all
Seeing his brows slightly furrowed, Ying Yi said, "But don't worry, Master. Our people have been searching for it and I believe they will report it immediately once they have any news."
"Lord Yan."
While the two were talking, Leng Hua came over from a distance and bowed to Xuanyuan Moze.
"What's the matter?" Xuanyuan Moze looked at him and asked.
"Duan Yunhe is here." Leng Hua said, then remembered that he might not know who Duan Yunhe was, so he said, "He is from Lingxiao Immortal Sect, some time ago..." Before he finished speaking, he saw him raise his hand to signal him not to say anything more.
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him and said, "I know this person. Where is he now?"
Leng Hua then said, "He is in the front hall. He looks like he has something urgent to do. He said he wants to see the master, but I heard from my sister that the master just went to bed."
“Yeah.” Xuanyuan Moze responded, waved his hand to signal Ying Yi to retreat, and said to Leng Hua: “Push me over!”
"Yes." Leng Hua responded, pushed the wheelchair forward and took him to the front hall.
In the front hall, Duan Yunhe sat in the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand but not drinking it. Instead, he looked outside from time to time, but did not see Fengjiu.
Du Fan and the others were not in the house. At this time, only Gray Wolf was sitting in the hall. Seeing his anxious look, Gray Wolf ate a piece of cake and asked, "Tell me, what are you doing here to see my wife in such a hurry?"
Duan Yunhe glanced at the gray wolf and did not say anything. He just put the teacup in his hand on the table, then lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Seeing that he really didn't want to say anything, Gray Wolf didn't bother to ask any more. He just drank tea and ate cakes. After finishing a cup of tea, when he was about to call the servant outside to come in for more tea, he saw his master coming over not far away. He was so scared that he stood up immediately and walked out quickly.
"Master? Why are you here?" Gray Wolf asked, glancing at Leng Hua. Why did he invite his master here
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at the gray wolf and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Hey, master, I just came back a while ago and was about to go to the backyard! Then I ran into this guy coming to the mansion, so I stayed here to guard." He said embarrassedly, touched his head and stepped aside.
Xuanyuan Moze didn't bother with him about other things. After seeing him step back, he set his sights on the man who stood up inside and looked at him coldly with a sharp gaze that contained oppression.
"Are you Duan Yunhe?" He asked in a calm voice after entering.
“Yes, I wonder who you are…” Duan Yunhe couldn’t help but feel surprised when he saw the man in black robe sitting in the wheelchair.