"Hmm, you said earlier that the City Lord vomited blood half a year ago, was it because he was in seclusion?" Mo Jiuli looked at Feng Yan and continued to ask.
"Yes, the City Lord was originally in seclusion, but suddenly said he felt the dark energy was reversing, so he finished his closed-door cultivation. He just ca out of the secret chamber and vomited blood..." Feng Yan thought about it and recounted the incident.
"So normally, when Lord Feng is in seclusion, where are you?" Mo Jiuli looked at Feng Yan and asked.
"The City Lord generally doesn’t stay in seclusion for too long; it’s usually about a year or half a year before he finishes closed-door cultivation. Moreover, the City Lord’s seclusion is in the secret chamber. Whenever the City Lord is secluded, I guard outside the secret chamber for a period of ti, and then return outside the secret chamber shortly before he finishes closed-door cultivation; the rest of the ti I train the Dark Guard Team of the City Lord’s Mansion..." Feng Yan spoke truthfully.
"Feng Yan, let my friend help you check. My dad is poisoned, and since you’re the closest person to my dad, I’m worried you might be poisoned too!" Feng Xiaoyao suddenly receiving Mo Jiuli’s transmission, he looked at Feng Yan and said.
"Young City Lord, I’m not poisoned!" Feng Yan said.
"I know, but it’s better to check, otherwise, if sothing happens to you, how can I trust you to protect my father!" Feng Xiaoyao said.
"Yes, Young City Lord!" Feng Yan said, responding to the words.
Then, Mo Jiuli took Feng Yan’s pulse and carefully examined Feng Yan’s body. Especially while checking Feng Yan’s body, her Divine Sense intentionally sensed Feng Yan’s soul sea, avoiding close contact to prevent Feng Yan from noticing, yet she still took a clear look...
"Fortunately, he’s fine. It’s safe to let him protect your dad!" Mo Jiuli looked at Feng Yan and said.
"That’s good, no problem now. Feng Yan, you can go back to protect my dad!" Feng Xiaoyao looked at Feng Yan and said.
"Alright, Young City Lord!" Feng Yan said in response, then Fang Shile opened the Barrier, letting Feng Yan go out.
After Fang Shile once again pulled the Barrier closed, he curiously looked at Feng Xiaoyao and Mo Jiuli, not understanding what’s up with the two of them? Didn’t they say they wanted to ask Feng Yan about the City Lord’s Mansion’s matters? How co they didn’t ask anything but repeated so previous questions, checked his body, then let Feng Yan leave...
Mo Jiuli didn’t say anything but picked up the chopsticks on the table and started eating, which made Fang Shile very curious. Just as he was about to ask sothing, he heard Feng Xiaoyao say, "Uncle, let’s eat first, we can talk after we finish!"
"Ah... okay!" Fang Shile could only nod in response, despite not knowing what kind of plan Feng Xiaoyao and Mo Jiuli were brewing in their gourd, he guessed they must have their reasons for acting this way.
After Mo Jiuli finished eating, she got up imdiately, walked over to the table, took a teacup, and subtly released a few streaks of dark energy around them, then returned to her seat, looking at Feng Xiaoyao and asking, "Since Feng Yan is contracted to you, why does he only call you Young City Lord?"
"In the City Lord’s Mansion, everyone calls that!" Feng Xiaoyao responded naturally.
"It’s correct for others to address you like that, but since Feng Yan is contracted to you, don’t you think he should at least call you Master or Lord?" Mo Jiuli asked.
"Now that you ntion it, I recall Feng Yan used to call Master when it was just the two of us. Then, in front of others, he followed everyone else in calling Young City Lord.
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