Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1822: Really Disappeared?

Chapter 1822: Chapter 1822: Really Disappeared?

“Bring so.”

“Sure, I’ll get it for you right away.”

As soon as the worker heard the order, he imdiately smiled and complied, then went to fetch so pastries and dried fruits.

After the person left, Xie Qi surveyed the tea shed, and had to admit, the waiter knew how to do business. On a long street of stalls, only the tea shed had plenty of tables.

But he didn’t poach custors from other stalls; as long as soone was a person, they could sit down, and the waiter wouldn’t drive them away.

At a table nearby sat four n, each with a bowl of wontons in front of them. Of course, occupying a table, the custors also felt it wasn’t right not to give the waiter a bit of business, so they ordered two dishes of dried fruits too.

“Take your ti, sir.”

The waiter wasn’t greedy; he only served Xie Qi three dishes, one of which was sunflower seeds, and the other two were pastries. He didn’t take one look at Xie Qi’s luxurious clothing and serve him a mountain of pastries, as if butchering a pig for profit.

“Mm.”

Xie Qi responded lightly, then took a sip from his teacup.

This place had a heavy foot traffic, perfect for picking up a lot of information. If push ca to shove, he’d make a sacrifice and strike up a conversation; that would also be a good choice.

However, he had to admit he was quite fortunate. Just as he was pondering his next move, he heard the four n at the next table start talking.

And they were talking about the very thing he was most interested in: Tan dical Valley.

“Have you all heard about that incident at Tan dical Valley?”

One of the n in green glanced at the other three and asked in a lowered voice.

“How could I not have heard? It’s big news. Haven’t you seen the people coming and going?” The man to his right in white curled his lip and rolled his eyes.

“The Young Valley Master of dical Valley really went missing?”

The grey-clothed man opposite the white-clothed man raised his own question. He had only half-listened when others talked about it and didn’t quite believe it.

After all, that was the Young Valley Master of dical Valley—his cultivation level might not be anything special, but his dical skills should be exceptional. How could he just disappear like that?

Maybe it was soone with malicious intent spreading rumors to suppress dical Valley?

“Could it be the Poison Valley disciples spreading these rumors on purpose?” he asked.

“Shh!”

Before he could finish, the other three n all raised their hands in a nervous gesture, signaling him to be quiet.

“Are you sick of living? Daring to insult the people from Poison Valley, aren’t you afraid they’ll poison you until nothing’s left, not even your bones?” the man in white scolded him.

“Exactly, that’s Poison Valley. Every disciple there is ruthless.” The man in green added.

Their voices were extrely hushed, fearful that there might be Poison Valley disciples nearby, or that their conversation might be overheard and reported back to them.

The Poison Valley disciples were all responsible for multiple lives. Moreover, they were notoriously petty. If they knew soone here was slandering them, wouldn’t they chase them to the death?

So, they had better watch their words.

“That’s why I’m saying, let’s not talk about Poison Valley. Let’s talk about Young Valley Master Yuu’s disappearance instead. I heard it happened in the Death Desert.”

“It’s possible that Young Valley Master Yuu was done in by those people from Poison Valley. I’ve heard that there’s a deep grudge between Young Valley Master Liao and Young Valley Master Yuu.” The man in grey chid in with a twirl of his lip.