"Xiao Shun has a close relationship with Ningzhou officials. Regardless of the man named Song Qingzhou you met last time, he had donated 2 billion to the provincial government some time ago, and Zhao Hetai valued him very much.

"As far as I know, after he was injured last time, the provincial government sent someone to visit him. So, if something unexpected happened during the Yingjie Cup, it might have a great impact on the Yingjie Cup and its impact on our Ningzhou Martial Arts Association is too great." Haitang said.

The Martial Arts Association held the Yingjie Cup ring competition, and thousands of warriors rushed into Leiyang, and Leiyang officials would not know.

It is inevitable that casualties will occur. As long as the civilians are not hurt, they may turn a blind eye. These warriors are themselves unstable factors in the eyes of the official.

Xiao Shun is a celebrity, at least among the top officials of Leiyang, so if he encounters any accident, it will inevitably attract some attention. Ningzhou Martial Arts Association has to worry about this.

"Is this what the Lord of Qiutan means?" Gu Baiyi asked.

“That’s right.”

"He is now in Leiyang. Are you not worried that he might have any intention?"

"With Gu Zhi, there are thousands of members of the Wushun, how capable can a Xiao Shun be? Besides, he was injured by Gu Zhi last time. Even if he survives by chance, it will be difficult to recover from his previous skills. Gu Zhi should have this confidence in himself, right?" Haitang Yingying smiled.

"I wonder if I convinced Gu Zhi?"

"No." Gu Baiyi looked at her and said.

"But for your sake and the Lord of Qiutan, I can promise you."

"Thank you, Gu, for your accomplishment," said Haitang.

"It's just that I hope you can help me watch him. This time I must watch him die with my own eyes, otherwise I will not be able to go back to face my adopted father, and I will be ashamed of my brother Yue." A trace of coldness came from the depths of Gu Baiyi's eyes.

"Willing to serve." Haitang said.

Wanghu Villa.

After dinner, Zhuque and Long Sanniang took Xiaohu to play in the yard.

In the living room, Yao Cen leaned on Xiao Shun's shoulder and watched TV absent-mindedly.

Xiao Shun seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "Do you have time on the weekend?"

"You can have it or you can have it, what's wrong?" Yao Cen raised his head and looked at him curiously.

The procedures are almost done, and some still need to wait for time to review and approval, but it should be soon. Xiao Shun, the construction company, has contacted Zhuang Jin and will send someone here in the next few days.

Yao Cen is currently handling some chores in the office, and she is not too busy, and it is not a matter of her.

"If you have time, I'll take you to see the world." Xiao Shun said seriously.

"...You took me to see the world?"

A hint of surprise surged in Yao Cen's beautiful eyes, and there was a feeling of feng shui turning around, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi for thirty years. This tone should have been hers in the past.

A year ago, Xiao Shun was cooking and cleaning at home, and now he is starting to take her to see the world. This feels quite strange.

"What? Do you look down on others?" Xiao Shun said dissatisfied.

"What kind of world can you take me to see?" Yao Cen raised his eyebrows, with a sense of provocation.

"Keep it confidential for the time being, you will know it after you go." Xiao Shun kept a secret.

There are five tickets for the elixir auction. He originally did not plan to take Yao Cen there, after all, she is not a martial arts practitioner.

Song Ling'er, Duan Jia, Zhuque, Wen Yao and himself are just enough, but Wen Yao decided not to go. Perhaps it was because of her inferiority complex, so she came out with one more and simply took Yao Cen to "see the world".

Xiao Shun didn't talk much about martial arts about Yao Cen, but she knew a little about him, an abnormal product, and those abnormal products around her, so Xiao Shun didn't have to deliberately conceal this from her.

As for safety issues, he is confident enough to protect her now, and there is another important point. Since the Wushu Association attaches so much importance to this auction, it will not make a big fuss against him at the auction.

"Okay, then I'll see what kind of world you can take me to see, it's still mysterious." Yao Cen curled his lips.

At this time, Zhuque led Xiaohu and walked in from outside. Yao Cen saw that she was sweating heavily and had a blushing face. He handed her a box of yogurt and picked up a cup of water to drink.

While sucking yogurt, she looked at Yao Cen with her eyes dripping, then looked at Zhuque again, and finally fixed her eyes on Xiao Shun, and spoke to Xiao Shun: "Uncle Xiao, I have a question to ask you."

Xiao Shun smiled and said, "What's the question? Ask."

"Will I grow up like Aunt Yao Cen and Sister Zhuque when I grow up?" Xiaohu asked curiously with blinking his eyes.

Cough cough! Cough cough!

The sip of water that Yao Cen had just drunk was almost choked, while Zhuque turned his face aside with a embarrassed look.

Xiao Shun subconsciously glanced at Zhuque’s chest, rubbed his eyebrows and said, “That…you will know this problem when you grow up.”

"I don't want to grow up..." Zhuque quickly covered her mouth and said, "It's getting late, it's time for us to go back to bed. Let's go back to the room and let me tell you."

As he said that, he picked up Xiaohu and walked upstairs quickly.

"The children's ideas nowadays are so... they are so imaginative." Xiao Shun turned his head and stared at Yao Cen's chest and said.

"Get out! Stinky hooligan."

...

The next day.

In a room at Hairong Hotel.

Wenting sat on the sofa and put on makeup and said, "Wenyao hasn't seen anyone since yesterday morning, and I don't know where he died."

"I didn't go back to the hotel last night?" Wen Yan said in confusion.

"No, I knocked on her door before going to bed last night. I also asked the front desk during breakfast. I didn't reply. Otherwise, you call and ask. After all, she came out with us. If someone goes back, at least she can't explain to her family." Wenting said.

"What can she do if she is so adult? Besides, she still has kung fu, so even a few big men can't get close to her. Besides, if there is a man who is willing to get close to her like that." Wen Yan curled her lips, and her words were full of sarcasm.

"That's right, she eats so much that she can't afford to raise it. She is not a pig farmer. She can still sell it for weight gain." Wenting glanced at her, thought deeply, and giggled.

"Forget it, I'm probably still angry at my slap. I'll be back in two days."

"I have become so virtuous, and I am still proud in my heart, and I don't see what I look like now." Wen Yan said.

"The No. 1 beauty in Feizhou has been proud for so many years, but how could she let go of it all at once? I guess she will never let it go in this life." Wenting looked at her delicate face in the mirror and said with a smile.

"She has only had those glorious years in her life."

Wen Yan was by her side and said charmingly: "Sister Wenting will have a long time to be glorious in the future."
Chapter completed!