"Clever?"

Looking at the people who smiled and took the gold and silver from Quanzhen's disciples, two clear blue veins appeared on Zhuo Yihang's forehead.

"yes."

As he said that, Lanqi stood up and stretched.

He picked up a manuscript from the table and glanced at it.

He curled his lips again: "It's a pity that they give some low-end products, and all the good things are hidden."

Next to Lan Li, Zixuan, who was responsible for investigating secret books, pursed her lips.

She was smirking.

Just two days ago, she followed Lan Li to Chongyang Palace to "take the account".

As a result, the 'account' naturally didn't come back.

Instead, she watched Lan Li discuss a business with the current head coach Quanzhen!

Seeing that more and more Wudang disciples were squeezed out of the crowd, Lan Li chuckled and shook her head and said:

"Don't worry, I've already negotiated with Quanzhen Cult. They will be responsible for protecting our safety before we return to the south of the Yangtze River."

"Um?"

“These are thousands of martial arts!

Speaking of this, Lan Li smiled: "Although it's a little simpler, even Wang Chongyang will be moved, right?"

Money is touching!

Even the old bull Qiu Chuji was shocked by Lan Li's wealth when he saw the ten East China Sea night pearls that Lan Li gave him.

Although it was soon calmed down.

But when he heard Lan Li’s proposal to “collect hundreds of martial arts” and “one of each Wudang Quanzhen”.
Chapter completed!