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In the main courtyard of the Xin family's mansion, a middle-aged man in fine clothes twisted his beard and said in a heavy tone: "Is this true?"

"I dare not lie." The young man nodded with a respectful and solemn expression. "Master, I originally thought this matter was a bit strange, and what the hermit said just now made me more certain that there was a conspiracy in this matter."

The middle-aged man is the richest man in Tong Town, Mr. Xin, and the protagonist of the 18th concubine who is very popular today.

This young man, on the surface, just an ordinary man, was the most powerful knife under Mr. Xin, but few people know his identity.

Mr. Xin was silent for a moment and said lightly: "Who is that pair of master and apprentice? Have you ever checked the identity?"

"They carried a bag, as if they had just arrived in Tong Town." The young man said, "The master had the aura of a cultivator. This feeling was unpretentious for those who were seeking fame. The little girl beside him looked simple, had no scheming, and spoke unconventional. She did not look like the gentle and reserved lady of the current ladies, and looked more like a mountain woman."

Mr. Xin said indifferently: "So, there is no problem with their identities?"

"It should be no problem." The young man said, "I heard what the little girl said, I should just want to join in the fun and ask for a wedding wine. But somehow, her master said that today's incident was just a farce, so he took her away."

farce?

Mr. Xin smiled faintly: "What he said was too subtle. In fact, what he really wanted to say was not a farce, it should be a tragedy."

"Master?" The young man's face was slightly stern.

Mr. Xin turned his head, listened to the noise outside, and asked calmly: "Which direction did they go?"

"The subordinates were worried that they would notice it, so they did not send anyone to follow him." The young man said, "but what they meant was that they were going to go somewhere."

"On the mountain?" Mr. Xin pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly, "I understand, they are going to Qingyun Mountain."

"Qingyun Mountain?"

"Yes." A slight light flashed in Mr. Xin's eyes, "If they are really cultivators, then they are obviously coming to Qingyun Mountain."

When the young man heard this, he immediately understood what he meant.

Qingyun Mountain was once called the Fairy Mountain because it was rumored that there were people who practiced Taoism and became immortals in the past. Although they did not know whether the rumors were true or false, for the hermits who practiced, Qingyun Mountain was undoubtedly a holy place for practicing seclusion.

But unless you are a truly capable hermit, the behemoth that has been around Qingyun Mountain may swallow human life at any time.

"Master." The young man raised his eyes and spoke again, "If the master believes them, then does that mean that Miss Feng promised to marry into Xin's mansion actually had ulterior motives?"

"Do you have any intention?" Mr. Xin smiled, but his smile was not in full view. "What can you have intention? Isn't it just to be the Xin family's property?"

As soon as this said, the young man frowned: "The master gave them six of the most profitable shops, are they not satisfied?"

"Human greed is endless. How many people are truly content in the world?" Mr. Xin was obviously used to things that lacked people's hearts and did not react much to it. "I will go up the mountain tonight to meet this pair of masters and apprentices."

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