Ye Jinghong cursed angrily, truly wanting to pry open Chen Xuan’s mind to see what’s inside.
Truly imaginative.
"Then I’m relieved."
Chen Xuan said sulkily, then exaggeratedly patted his chest, as if a weight was lifted off him.
This cheap attitude made Ye Jinhong really want to punch him, but upon thinking... His terrifying physical body, even if he stood there letting hit him, it would be useless, possibly injuring myself in the end.
Ultimately, Ye Jinhong dismissed such impractical thoughts due to his inferior power.
"By the way, have there been any news of the ten-thousand-year-old dicine during this period?"
Instantly, Ye Jinhong, who was pouring wine, furrowed his brows, his smile disappearing, "Not enough with so much dicine?"
Last ti with the Western King incident frightened him half to death!
He didn’t expect that he had such a daring spirit and severely injured the Western King.
However, afterward, it was the Hidden Kill who took action in this matter.
This... made Ye Jinhong even more fearful. What on earth was his relationship with Hidden Kill?
If not for being already aboard his ship, he really didn’t want to see Chen Xuan again. Even a slight mistake could lead to him and the Ye Family losing everything.
"Not enough, far from enough... and your expression..."
"Do you have any relationship with Hidden Kill?"
Ye Jinhong asked the question that’s been lodged in his heart for a long ti. Without figuring this out, he truly couldn’t sleep.
A prince of Great Yu colluding with Hidden Kill, such an incident once exposed would even alarm Emperor Yu.
Not to ntion his close relationship with Qin Ying.
"Nonsense! How could I possibly be connected to Hidden Kill!"
At this mont, Chen Xuan even changed his address.
His expression was very serious.
But the more he acted this way, the less Ye Jinhong trusted his words.
"Ah!"
A sigh towards the sky with great resignation, "Whether it is or isn’t doesn’t matter anymore, but if such a day cos, inform in advance, as a gesture between old friends."
"Rest assured, with here, you and the Ye Family will only get better, stop thinking about those nonsensical things."
Chen Xuan said seriously.
"I hope so."
Ye Jinhong downed the wine in the glass and heavily placed the cup on the table.
As if determined, "I’ll keep tracking the ten-thousand-year-old dicine for you."
"Thank you."
Chen Xuan nodded slightly, at this mont he wholly chose himself, naturally gambling the Ye Family too.
"No need for thanks, but when it’s ti for the burial ground, take Murong Chuan with you and ensure he survives the rules and cos out!"
After finishing, Ye Jinhong stared straight at him with a solemn expression.
Chen Xuan didn’t rush to answer him but picked up a wine cup, nodded at him, "Okay! As long as I’m alright, Murong Chuan will be alright."
"Good!"
Ye Jinhong shouted.
Only then was it worth him and the Ye Family betting, succeed! The Ye Family would then soar.
Of course, the prerequisite was that his troubleso affairs with Hidden Kill were not exposed.
As for what he just said, he didn’t believe a word.
And he was sure that there was certainly so collusion between Chen Xuan and Hidden Kill.
However, this no longer mattered, getting on the ship, even jumping off now, once discovered, the Ye Family couldn’t escape involvent, nor could he.
Simply binding them together.
This was also what Chen Xuan wished to see, thus Ye Jinghong would also relax working for him.
Two foxes at this mont were both satisfied.
"By the way, are you not entering the burial ground?"
Chen Xuan’s sudden inquiry made Ye Jinghong slightly stunned.
Burial ground?
Didn’t he want to go? Of course, he wanted to go!
But with the Ye Family’s wealth, they could barely secure one spot, compared to himself, giving this spot to Murong Chuan might be better.
So for the Ye Family, he could only give up this spot.
"The burial ground spot may be easily obtainable for you, but for , for the Ye Family, it’s only achievable by utilizing the entire clan’s power."
When Ye Jinghong said this, he felt both envious and helpless.
This is reality.
Although unwilling, that’s all he could do.
"If there’s enough of my quota, I’ll share one with you."
Chen Xuan opened his mouth slowly, with a very calm voice.
Just like speaking about sothing trivial.
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Jinghong stood up abruptly, his face flushed, "Are you serious?"
At this mont, even his voice beca hoarse, showing just how excited he was inside.
That’s a spot for the burial ground!
Chen Xuan slightly raised his eyelid, seeing his excited appearance, stretched out his hand and pressed down, "No need to be so excited, it’s not absolute, I said if my quota has extras, I can share one with you."
"Hoo--"
Ye Jinghong let out a long breath, forcibly suppressing his inner excitent, knowing Chen Xuan wouldn’t spout empty words.
That ans it’s highly possible.
Slowly sitting down, he looked at him with mixed emotions, "Thank you."
Chen Xuan shrugged slightly, "No need, just work loyally for , consider it your reward."
He was never stingy with his own people.
Of course, with enemies, he was never rciful either.
Following that, the two continued drinking and chatting until late at night.
With food and drink satisfied, Chen Xuan rose, his face slightly flushed, "You lack strength, if you wish to advance further, co to the Prince’s Mansion to find ."
Saying this, he disappeared from in front of him.
"Advance further!"
Ye Jinghong murmured, then his expression fird.
"Indeed, he has such ans."
...
Late at night on the street, with only a few people under the night wind, the originally sowhat dazed Chen Xuan also beca much more awake.
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