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Even though Changsun Ruolan said she would return as soon as possible, she stayed in the inner courtyard of the Iron Banner Castle for a full four quarters of an hour.
Mainly because there were too many supplies, and the opening of the Qiankun bag was too small.
It took her a full four quarters to empty all the contents of the bag.
After Changsun Ruolan left, Tie Xiaosheng and the others walked in from the outer courtyard.
They first glanced at the Elixir Mountain, which was six zhang high and had a diater of several dozen zhang, then looked at Chu Xisheng with strange expressions.
Tie Xiaosheng secretly thought that the Flag Leader’s face was truly valuable.
Lu Jiuli also thought that having a good-looking face was appreciated everywhere.
Among the surprised gang mbers, there was no lack of envy.
If we looked like the Flag Leader, wouldn’t we also be able to indulge ourselves a little?
Chu Xisheng noticed the aning in their eyes, and his chest tightened.
Chu Xisheng thought to himself, I’m not a freeloader, nor am I being kept; my relationship with Sister Ween is mutually beneficial, don’t you understand? Glory to one ans glory to all, loss to one ans loss to all.
That’s why I’m fundantally different from that Zuo Qingyun, how can you see this way?
It’s infuriating!
However, he refrained from the urge to explain, knowing it would only make things worse.
With his hands behind his back and a cold expression, Chu Xisheng said, "What are you all staring at here for? Shouldn’t you be taking these things to the warehouse for inventory and archiving?
Rember to call a few sorcerers to ensure that the dicines are stored properly, and also summon Iron Banner Hall Master Sikong Xin back to the headquarters quickly, have her assign reliable people to strictly guard the warehouse."
Sikong Xin was cooperating with Lu Pingyuan to reorganize the Iron Banner Gang’s roster.
If Sikong Xin were here today, these Iron Banner mbers wouldn’t have been so slow to realize the change in the backyard.
Chu Xisheng had once used a Six-fold Talent Card from Lu Luanli on Sikong Xin.
Therefore, in the past year, Sikong Xin’s martial arts progress was even slightly faster than Tie Xiaosheng, and she now had a Fourth Grade Lower cultivation.
Being a Fourth Grade Lower in the current Iron Banner Gang was not much anymore.
Sikong Xin’s bloodline talent was good, her combat power considerable, and she also had several ’Shenyin Sect’ fellow mbers as helpers.
Chu Xisheng was pleased with this developnt.
’Shenyin Sect’ was a poor small sect with a total of less than three hundred people, but still had quite a few fourth-grade masters.
They excelled at assassination techniques and also had expertise in bodyguard duties.
Just as the crowd moved the mountain-like spiritual dicines away, Chu Xisheng stood alone in the courtyard, deep in thought.
He was wondering why Ween Zhiyi suddenly sent so many spiritual dicines over?
Was it really because these spiritual dicines were about to expire and be discarded?
Chu Xisheng then opened the blue light screen of the Divine Contract Stele.
He thought for a mont but gave up asking.
Chu Xisheng was not stingy with Spirit Stones but knew he wouldn’t get to the bottom of it this way.
After a brief contemplation, he took out a conch-shaped magic artifact.
"i Niang, could you do a favor, and have your Heavenly chanism Pavilion pay more attention to the battles between the Extre East Ice City and the court? I want to know the movents of both sides. Especially any irregular signs about Ween Zhiyi, I need to be inford, and we can discuss the price."
Chu Xisheng was contacting Wo iniang.
This tattoo artist had gone to the Capital City for a year and has now returned to Xiushui County, currently conducting business at the Ancient Market across the river, continuing with tattooing war maps and Secret Technique Totems.
This woman essentially ca for him.
The Tianji Pavilion valued him greatly and specially reassigned Wo iniang back to East State to connect with him.
Tianji Pavilion not only operates the "Heavenly chanism Martial Arts Manual" but is also one of the largest intelligence agencies globally, with information channels even more widespread than the Tingtian Institute of the Formless Divine Sect.
Of course, Chu Xisheng would also send letters to Tingtian Institute for assistance.
But right now, Tianji Pavilion was his fastest and best channel for news.
"No problem." The conch-shaped artifact soon transmitted Wo iniang’s husky, sexy voice: "Our Heavenly chanism Pavilion is also monitoring the battle, we can provide you with detailed reports, comprehensive in every detail, for five thousand taels a day. If we gather any other news about Ween Zhiyi, you will need to pay extra."
Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but marvel, no wonder people said the Heavenly chanism Pavilion was rolling in wealth.
Their business was undoubtedly lucrative.
But he agreed without hesitation: "Agreed!"
"Sword Lord is straightforward!" Wo iniang let out a light laugh, "By the way, there’s one more thing, Sword Lord might be interested. If our Heavenly chanism Pavilion guessed correctly, you’ve been staying in Xiushui for the past month and a half, waiting for ’Ghost Shadow’ He Qi? We have news on He Qi."
Chu Xisheng’s pupils instantly contracted, revealing a sharp glint: "Where is he?"
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