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Ling Chuxi smiled and did not say anything more.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Ling Chuxi and the rest rushed towards Feng Yan Union. If they wanted to return to the various secular countries, they had to rely on the teleportation array of Feng Yan Union. Ling Chuxi had wanted to try and see if she and Huangfu qingjue could open a passage through the restriction together. However, for the sake of the safety of li shaoqiu and the others, she dismissed this idea.

The horse carriage sped all the way, and it did not take long for them to reach Feng Yan Union.

"Welcome to the Feng Yan Union. May I know if you are here to consign your items, buy something, or inquire about some information?" Seeing that they were well-dressed and had an extraordinary aura, a steward came up to them.

"Is shopkeeper Jin here?" Ling Chuxi was asking about Jin buhuan. Out of all the people in Feng Yan Union, she was the most familiar with this big fatty and had even helped her a lot.

"You\'re asking?" The manager asked.

"Jin buhuan, shopkeeper Jin." Ling Chuxi said.

"So you\'re asking about Deacon Jin. He has some important matters to attend to and has been away for more than half a year." The manager replied.

"Oh, then I wonder how President ye is doing recently?" Ling Chuxi heard from the steward that Jin buhuan had important matters to attend to and knew that it was related to Feng Yan Union\'s internal secrets. Naturally, she could not ask too much, so she asked about Ye Wu, who was Ming yewu.

Ever since the battle at the thousand Ridge, she hadn\'t heard any news about Ming yexu, and she had always felt a little uneasy.

"You know the president?" The manager\'s expression changed and he asked in surprise.

"I\'ve met President ye once. He treated me to a cup of plum blossom dew at the thousand Ridge and I haven\'t had the chance to thank him." Speaking of the plum blossom dew, Ling Chuxi felt a little angry. The last time, she had clearly said that it was his treat, but in the end, he had left after drinking it. She had even paid for it herself. It was true that the richer one was, the stingier one would be. Dark night dance was a classic example of an unscrupulous merchant.

"So you\'re the president\'s friend. However, you\'re asking the wrong person if you\'re asking me about the president. How could small figures like us know about the president?" The manager chuckled, but his eyes were flickering.

"I\'m sorry for being rude. We want to leave the sage realm and go to the secular countries. Please help us arrange it." Ling Chuxi handed over the black jade crystal.

"Since you\'re the president and Deacon Jin\'s friends, you don\'t have to charge me. I\'ll send you there directly." The steward declined.

"How can I do that? business is business. Although President ye and I are friends, we can\'t break the rules." Ling Chuxi handed the black jade crystal over without any explanation. Ever since she found out about Ming Ye Wu\'s true identity, Ling Chuxi no longer wanted to owe Feng Yan Union any favors.

"Alright then, I\'ll do as you say." The manager took the black jade crystals and said,"please wait for a moment. I\'ll arrange the teleportation array. It\'ll be ready soon."

As she watched the manager leave, the smile on Ling Chuxi\'s face gradually disappeared and was replaced by a serious expression.

"He seems to be hiding something?" Huangfu qingjue said as if he was deep in thought.

"I have the same feeling. Do you think that something has happened to dark night dance?" Ling Chuxi guessed.

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