Jiang Yuechu shrugged, "Not to mention whether Xiaohe is real, this gathering is interesting."

Feng Che said: "When a master meets a match, will it inevitably compete. Does Yue'er want to watch the fun?"

Jiang Yuechu nodded, "Who doesn't want to get on the fun? But... I have something more important."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Feng Che looked at Jiang Yuechu curiously.

Jiang Yuechu was slightly silent for a while, and also looked at Feng Che. She was looking for someone, but there was no clue at all. Ji Lian was from the Baiyi clan, but what happened fifteen years ago, why did Ji Lian leave the Baiyi clan, and what did he do in this world?

Jiang Yuechuyi knew nothing...

But there was one thing she had guessed that Ji Lian should not be an unknown person, because the grandfather of the clan leader looked solemn when he mentioned him. The worry was not about a person who was concerned about him, but rather like... a disaster was coming.

That night she was only immersed in the pain of being driven out, but over the past few months, she had recalled the situation at that time countless times. Instead, the grandfather of the patriarch mentioned Ji Lian's attitude became clearer and clearer in her mind. She vaguely felt that the matter of her finding Ji Lian... was not that simple.

So after thinking about it, Jiang Yuechu only asked secretly and read some stories from fifteen years ago, but did not read Du Jilian's name. This made her wonder if she was thinking too much?

As his mind turned, Jiang Yuechu condensed with Feng Che and slowly spoke, "I want to find someone, but... I only know his name, and I don't know anything else."

Feng Che's eyes moved and he asked, "Who is he you?"

Jiang Yuechu said: "It was my grandfather who asked me to find him. He may have something to do with his grandfather, but he... is not someone I am."

Feng Che looked at Jiang Yuechu, and her expression became solemn since the beginning. This matter was kept in her heart... The secret, the feeling of caution could not be hidden no matter how hard it was.

Feng Che didn't know what the value of finding someone was, but he was very happy to hear Jiang Yuechu speak to him.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and Feng Che asked softly: "What's his name?"

Jiang Yuechu said: "Ji Lian, his name is Ji Lian."

Feng Che secretly wrote down the name and suddenly thought of something. He asked, "So, you came to such an auction to find out about this person?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuechu nodded, Feng Che's mind was indeed changing very quickly.

"Do you think he is already a cultivator in the Zhongcheng realm?" Feng Che asked again.

Jiang Yuechu also nodded again, "It is possible that his cultivation will be higher."

Jiang Yuechu is very sure of this. If he can walk out of Lei Ze, he will definitely not be weak.

"Haha, how many years has your grandfather not seen him?" Feng Che asked.

Jiang Yuechu said: "Fifteen years."

Feng Che touched his chin, "It's hard... fifteen years, who knows... what happened in the middle? Is he alive or still called his original name, it's hard to say, but since it's something Yue'er is thinking about, I will naturally find it for you."

As he said that, Feng Che's eyes suddenly stopped in one direction. Jiang Yuechu looked along his gaze and saw an old man with white hair sitting there, wearing snow-white clothes. When he sat there, he looked like a round snowman at first glance, while the monks around who should have been arrogant were all ready to move and looked in his direction frequently.

Someone was standing next to him, leaning forward and saying something. After he left, another person immediately went there, and he felt like he was queuing up...
Chapter completed!