Speaking of this, Yu Qilin also thought that person was weird.

but......

"He still saves you after seeing the mark. Maybe he doesn't recognize it at all. Maybe he doesn't seem to be trying to harm you anyway." Yu Qilin analyzed.

Wang Shuyue nodded, something was right.

If I knew it was the Yama Seal, and with the hatred of the righteous monks towards Morakshasa, it would be better to say that this person would save her, even if he wanted to kill her.

Thinking of this, Wang Shuyue relaxed a lot, picked out two bottles of good wine from Yu Qilin's space and carried it back to the lobby.

Many guests who came to drink the soup were left because the Jiulong abalone soup took time to drink it slowly. In the more than half an hour when Wang Shuyue disappeared, only a small number of people with higher cultivation left first.

As the first person to faint from drinking soup today, Wang Shuyue's return has attracted everyone's attention.

The extroverted person would tease her a few words, and the cold person would look at her silently, with contempt.

Wang Shuyue was as thick-skinned as a city wall. She took these uneasy eyes that made Wen Qi feel uneasy and did not respond, which made those who watched the fun lose interest.

"What?" Wen Qi glanced at the gift bag in Wang Shuyue's hand and couldn't help asking curiously.

Wang Shuyue raised her eyebrows and handed the gift bag containing wine to the man in white sitting.

"I don't know your name yet, thanks to you just now, otherwise a few of us who have drunk this soup for the first time will really not know what to do."

"This is my little thought. I will take the specialty from my hometown. Please take it back and try it."

The man looked up and said, "Shangguan Haitang."

Wang Shuyue nodded and reported his name, "My name is Wang Shuyue."

Shangguan Haitang looked at her for two seconds, and after confirming that she was unfamiliar with her real name, she was inevitably disappointed.

Could it be that he was thinking too much?

But the Yan Luo Seal... the devil will not send this thing out easily!

"Young Master Shangguan?"

The woman's call came, and Shangguan Haitang realized that he was immersed in his mind.

Looking up, the woman pointed at the gift bag, looking at him expectantly and gratefully.

"Although this wine does not have the magical effect of the spiritual wine here, it tastes great. I think you will like it, young master." Wang Shuyue looked at the Maotai wine in the gift bag and said confidently.

"Then I'll accept it." Shangguan Haitang nodded, raised his hand and put away the gift bag.

Wang Shuyue finally disappeared half of her embarrassment.

"It's already noon, it's time to leave." Wen Qi reminded him.

Wang Shuyue looked at her with a lot of soup bowls left and asked in surprise: "Senior sister won't drink it anymore? It's not too late to leave after drinking."

What a good opportunity, what a good big tonic soup, I will regret it if I don’t drink it!

Wen Qi acted very plainly. Although the soup tasted good, she didn't want to owe favors.

He hugged Shangguan Haitang and clasped his fists. Wenqi got up and pulled Wang Shuyue and left.

"Young Master Shangguan, goodbye to see you if you are destined to be together!" Wang Shuyue finished speaking in a hurry, and Wen Qi took him away.

Shangguan Haitang was filled with a faint smile on his lips, turned to look out the window, watching the senior sisters leave until they disappeared, and then put away their smiles and got up and walked upstairs to the restaurant.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly came forward to stop him.

"This guest is already full of upstairs." The shopkeeper said with a flattering smile.

Shangguan Haitang glanced at him sideways. The cultivator of the foundation-building realm, the look he looked at him made the shopkeeper who had his late-stage foundation-building cultivation feel a terrifying chill.

A purple ring was removed, and Shangguan Haitang quietly brought it to his left thumb.

The shopkeeper looked up at him in shock, and saw the black pupils that were not angry and powerful. He immediately retreated, bent down humbly, and made a gesture of inviting him.

The man walked upstairs and walked all the way to the pavilion on the fourth floor. The closed pavilion door automatically opened, revealing the elegant room behind the door.

The purple carpet outlines beautiful patterns with golden silk, and the unified black sandalwood furniture exudes the ancient meaning brought by time.

A burning incense burner was lit on the desk of the upturned head. The fragrance was extremely light and it was unforgettable to smell it.

Several ancient paintings were hung on the wall behind the desk, and they were all drawn with fish, some ink, some were skillful and lifelike. They could be seen as all of them were in the hands of the same person.

Shangguan Haitang stood quietly in the room and looked for a long time before sitting down in front of the desk and gently tapped the desk twice.

A black shadow suddenly appeared and knelt in front of him on one knee.

"What are the instructions of the Pavilion Master?"

"Go and check the girl named Wang Shuyue just now, and then report the recent movements of Morakshasa to me, and there is no one left!"

"yes!"

The man in black flashed and disappeared.

The man in the room sat quietly for a while but no trace was left.

There are rumors that the head of the Ange Pavilion has a high level of cultivation, both good and evil, without a trace of coming and going, free and easy, but no one has ever seen his true face.

The monks in Jiuzhou also called him the Thousand-Faced Jade Lord.

......

The Red Leaf Villa is built on the top of the cliff and is the highest point of the Haicheng City. It symbolizes the Xu family's lofty status in Yingzhou, and no one can match it.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Shuyue followed Wen Qi to the gate of the mansion. Looking up, the white walls were filled with red leaves, as passionate as fire, connecting them into a piece, surrounding the entire villa.

However, if you look closely at the red leaves, they are not real leaves, but tall coral trees made of red corals.

"It's so rich!" Wang Shuyue exclaimed.

Wen Qi reminded him disgustedly: "Pay attention to your words and deeds. We now represent the Yunhe Sect. If you dare to embarrass you here, don't blame me for teaching you the rules!"

Wang Shuyue shrugged, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. Then she raised her spine and her eyes were like torches, like a pine and cypress, and walked steadily towards the jade door in front.

The door was open, with guards standing on both sides. When they saw someone coming, one of them came out.

The two sisters changed their sect disciple uniforms and were very formal. The guard recognized them at a glance and asked respectfully.

Wen Qi expressed her intentions, and the guard showed a sudden enlightenment and gave a wink at his companion behind him. Soon, a person who looked like a housekeeper warmly came out.

"The head of the family has been waiting for a long time. Two immortal elders, please come with the younger one!"

Wen Qi nodded, Wang Shuyue followed her senior sister with an airs, and the two of them entered the villa with the manager.

From the outside, this Red Leaf Villa is already grand enough.

Unexpectedly, when I got inside, the magnificent decoration was even more dazzling.

The ground is paved with gold bricks and the walls are painted with pearl powder, which is all kinds of tyranny anyway.

While observing, Wang Shuyue guessed that the owner of Hongye Villa Xu Wuya must be a good businessman.

So, the image of a middle-aged man with a big belly and a greasy face appeared in his mind, with a false smile on his face.

However, the man sitting in the hall waiting, with a national face, a starry-shaped face, a beautiful beard, a broad figure, a Confucian shirt, a bright gaze, and a righteous spirit!

Wang Shuyue: "..." The clown is me.
Chapter completed!