"Who are you?" Fang Che was surprised.

He could not feel any trace of cultivation from this middle-aged man, just like an ordinary person.

How can I call out my name as soon as I open my mouth?

"Come here and sit."

The middle-aged man carried a hoe, regardless of whether Fang Che followed or not, but walked forward by himself, walked into the flowerbed along a small roadside, and under an umbrella-like crowned flower tree, there were two stones.

stool.

The middle-aged man sat on one of the stone stools and smiled and said, "Sit down."

Fang Che sat down in shock and wonder.

I was considering the identity of this middle-aged man.

Yanjia Manor, carrying a hoe...

But this is definitely not a tenant from the Yan Family Manor, or the like. In the core areas of such a large family, there are only maids, Huanu, guards.

This man was alone and didn't care about his image at all.

If it weren't for an important figure in the Yan family, it would never be so casual.

Thinking of this, Fang Che's attitude became respectful.

The middle-aged man's eyes are clear, black and white, just as clear as the eyes of a boy who is ignorant of the world. But it seems to reflect the present and present of the world.

He looked at Fang Che's eyes and smiled faintly: "You guess who I am?"

"But... Lord Yan?" Fang Che asked tentatively.

"Yes, Yan Beihan is my daughter."

The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "I am the father of Yan Beihan and the son of Yan Nan who have never shown his face."

"See Lord Yan."

Fang Che hurriedly saluted.

The middle-aged man did not refuse and said lightly: "I guess you also took the tea drinks and took it out, and have a pot of rest here. I happened to have worked all morning and I also took a sip of water to rest."

"good."

Fang Che hurriedly took out the tea set, gathered the spirits into water, heated the true energy, and started making tea.

The middle-aged man looked at him busy without any rush, with a faint smile on his face.

The fragrance of tea lingers.

The tea is clear and transparent.

"The tea is good." The middle-aged man said lightly: "My name is Yan Suiyun."

"After the Night Demon."

"You are not my subordinate."

Yan Suiyun said lightly: "Don't call yourself like this. I am not the only one of my orthodox religions. Just call yourself a senior, just call yourself a junior."

"Yes, my juniors obey the order."

Fang Chexin Lake is in turmoil.

This sentence has a profound meaning.

Within the Orthodox Church, the headquarter of Shenjing, Yanjia Manor, and Yannan's son is not the Orthodox Church.

Fang Che felt a little "very terrifying" about what is contained in this.

"Ye Demon, do you know why I called you?"

Yan Suiyun sat casually, drank tea and chatted casually.

"I don't know."

"I don't know either."

Yan Suiyun smiled.

Fang Che was stunned.

You don’t know, so why are you calling me?

"I've investigated you."

Yan Suiyun said lightly: "Although my father is very dissatisfied with me, he still spoils me; and Xiaohan looks down on me as a father on the surface, but in fact, he is still very good to me. Every time he returns,

I want to be tired of my family; but as long as I am outside, I am not lukewarm to me."

"So I rarely go out."

Yan Suiyun said lightly: "So I know the news about you. Not only you, but you, those younger generations, those under fifty years old, are basically in my mind."

Fang Che was a little confused.

Because he didn't understand what Yan Suiyun said meant.

Very dissatisfied but spoiled, looked down on the surface and was actually very close...

What is this family doing?

Yan Suiyun said lightly: "I only have two best friends, one is Feng Han and the other is Yuxu. They are both my juniors, but they are all peers."

Feng Han Fangche knew it, but who is Yuxu?

The descendant of Vice Chief Yu Hanyan?

Fang Che thought.

"Do you know what it means to be a person who is not the only one of my orthodox religion?" Yan Suiyun asked.

"What?"

"There is no Five Spirit Gu."

Yan Suiyun said lightly: "I don't have it, nor Yuxu. So neither of us. Feng Han has it, so he is. But Feng Han's temper and personality are similar to that of us. But we can escape, he escapes.

Don't open."

Fang Che was speechless.

Is it that simple?

Without the Five Spirit Gu, wouldn’t you be the only one of my orthodox religions?

What Yan Suiyun said was a bit absolute.

"You are the only one, alone, not with others, and came to Yanjia Manor, and stayed overnight, young, man."

Yan Suiyun said clearly: "Fang Che!"

Fang Che's body shook.

He suddenly looked up and looked at the Yan Suiyun.

He really feels that the only thing that keeps the secrets on my orthodox church are nothing more than a big deal.

It's just this identity problem.

How many people know about the Guardian?

Dongfang Sansan, snow supports the flute, Fang Yunzheng, night dream.

No one knows it other than that.

But it’s better for me, the Orthodox Church. This is a damn... Fang Che knows that there are almost twenty of them!

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: It seems that if something really happens in the future, it must be here.

"Don't think it's strange."

Yan Suiyun smiled faintly: "My father, well, even Vice President Yan doesn't like me and is also disgusted with my attitude, but if there is anything, he will come to me to discuss it."

"and……"

Yan Suiyun said lightly: "Although I am not the only one of my Orthodox Church, I am responsible for the entire intelligence system of my Orthodox Church."

“…”

Fang Che was even more fainted by thunder.

What is this statement?

"My position is between me and the Guardian. I am not biased to this side or to that side, so the intelligence of both sides is balanced with me."

Yan Suiyun looked at Fang Che with clear eyes and said, "Can you understand this?"

"The most fair decision and judgment."

Fang Chedao.

"It's one aspect."
To be continued...