Jiang Han was stunned, and then his pupils shrank, and he instantly thought of many things.

Mr. Yun was right. When he reached the level of Mr. Yun’s cultivation, his divine thoughts would probably cover the entire mountain at all times, and what they said and done could not escape their perception.

In other words, the Lord of the Law Enforcement Peak knows everything about them today.

But soon, he frowned.

"Master, are you worried too much?" Jiang Han hesitated, "There are so many people on the Law Enforcement Peak, so how could the Lord of the Law Enforcement Peak pay attention to me?"

Mr. Yun shrugged, "Who made you my disciple?"

Jiang Han was stunned, then instantly gritted his teeth, stared at Mr. Yun, and said angrily: "Don't tell me that you have offended the Lord of the Law Enforcement Peak... Hey, why did I say 'remain'?"

"Have you ever been offended?" Old Yun shook his head.

"Then..." Jiang Han was curious.

"Just because of him, I deserve to offend me?" Old Yun curled his lips and sneered, "I just beat him up."

Jiang Han: "..."

Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu were both stunned. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yun had "glorious" deeds of beating the law enforcement elder. If this was spread, it would definitely cause a sensation.

The way Mr. Yun spoke also made her speechless. Shen Xing'er was a little better. Her identity was extraordinary and she had known many things about Mr. Yun.

And in Qin Feiyu's heart, Mr. Yun's mysterious and tall image collapsed instantly!

Have you beat him up?

If you are so cheesy, is it really spitting out of this mysterious elder Yun’s mouth?!

Qin Feiyu felt that it was necessary to re-examine the elders of the sect. Is it the mystery that everyone passed on, but in fact it was just like an ordinary mortal?

"Forget it, don't care whether he pays attention to me!" Jiang Han suddenly waved his hand, "Anyway, I don't believe that he is a law enforcement elder. He can bring shame to deal with me."

Old Yun raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more.

"By the way, Master." Jiang Han thought for a while and said, "I went to the trading venue of the outer door to take a look. Everything was too bad. Is there no such place in the inner door?"

"I've been to the trading venue...I've also gone to play, well, but there's nothing fun." Shen Xing'er interrupted.

Jiang Han smiled, "There are some low-level things there, of course there is nothing fun."

"No." At this time, Old Yun frowned and said, "What do you want to do? At worst, I'll deal with you."

"Where is the master?" Jiang Han smiled. "You know that I have never suffered any loss..."

"It's okay! As long as you can tell the specific use, I can suffer some losses." Mr. Yun waved his hand.

Jiang Han was stunned and stared at Mr. Yun with some suspicion, "Master, this... is different from your personality. As far as I know, you are also the kind of master who can cheat people if you can..."

"Boy, are you itchy?" Old Yun shook his beard and glared.

Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu both covered their mouths and giggled. The relationship between these masters and disciples is different from most masters and disciples!

Jiang Han shrugged and suddenly looked serious and said, "Master, I want to establish a trading pavilion in the sect to be used specifically for transactions between disciples. What do you think?"

Mr. Yun was stunned for a moment, and soon shook his head and said, "How? Not how!"

"Uh. Why?" This time it was Jiang Han's turn to be dazed. Mr. Yun's opposition so quickly surprised him.

"Do you think no one can think of this?" Old Yun rolled his eyes and said. "The trading pavilion used to exist, and was built by an elder. But after the building, there were very few people going to trade, because trading in the trading pavilion requires a certain amount of Yuanjing..."

"Wait." Jiang Han frowned, "Why do you have to pay Yuan Jing?"

"Because you cannot guarantee the authenticity of the items. If the items are fake, the Trading Pavilion will bear your losses." Old Yun chuckled, "The elder was thinking well, but those disciples didn't think so."

"In their opinion, the Trading Pavilion is just a platform for trading, and the trading people are all fellow students, so the possibility of creating fake things is almost impossible. In this way, naturally no one will go to the Trading Pavilion."

Jiang Han pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Then I won't collect Yuanjing, won't it be enough."

"Then what are you trying to do?" Old Yun looked at Jiang Han in surprise, "I don't believe that you will serve the disciples of the sect so selflessly."

Jiang Han hummed lightly, "Serve them? You're so beautiful! It would be nice if you don't cheat them to death."

"This is in line with your personality." Old Yun nodded, "It seems that you won't suffer any loss, so just do whatever you want."

Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu both had strange eyes. They remembered Jiang Han's words just now and secretly warned themselves that they must be careful not to be trapped by Jiang Han.

"That means, do you agree?" Jiang Han smiled.

"Does this have a lot to do with my agreement?" Old Yun curled his lips, "I guess even if I don't agree, you will do it yourself."

"Hehe. Old Yun still understands me." Jiang Han's eyes flashed with a cunning look, "That master, I will establish a 'trading pavilion' under Jiuxiao Peak."

"Soon..." Old Yun waved his hand casually, suddenly stunned, and turned his head and stared at Jiang Han, "Where are you talking about?"

"Under Jiuxiao Peak." Jiang Han spoke with confidence, "You agree! You can't regret it!"

Boss Yun was furious and stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Han, "I disagree again, what can you do?"

Jiang Han hummed and got up, "If a person has no faith, he will not stand. Master, you cannot learn from those sluts and speak without faith!"

The two girls Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu both twitched, and they were a little amused and crying.

At this time, the identities of Jiang Han and Mr. Yun seemed to be in a sync. Jiang Han's tone became deeper. Mr. Yun thought he was an angry child, which made people laugh.

"Hmph!" Old Yun snorted coldly, "This matter has no need to be discussed!"

Jiang Han suddenly had a bitter face, stared at Old Yun with a eager eye, and said, "Then, please find me a place?"

"It's so stupid!" Old Yun looked at Jiang Han angrily, feeling why Jiang Han suddenly became so stupid, "I told you that an elder once established a 'trading pavilion'..."

"Do you want to build it yourself?" Jiang Han glared, then showed a sudden look and muttered softly, "This is OK, after all, you have a high status, so you can find a good place directly."

"Build your size!"

Old Yun couldn't help but slap him again, but Jiang Han was prepared this time and stood behind Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu in a flash, with only a head poking out.

"Dare you still dare to hide?" Mr. Yun was furious and waved his hand suddenly. Before Jiang Han could react, he saw a big white hand appearing on his head and pressed it down hard.

"Ah——" Jiang Han screamed in pain.

Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu turned around in shock and saw a big white hand pressing Jiang Han into the clouds. Their whole head was trapped in, and only their limbs were struggling constantly.

A few minutes later.

Jiang Han squatted in the corner of the clouds with a depressed look on his face, muttering something.

Shen Xing'er and Qin Feiyu both held back their laughter, their shoulders trembled, and their delicate bodies looked even more slim in the wind.

Jiang Han glanced at him secretly, and Yan Yumo suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but make a secret comparison.

In terms of figure, none of the three of them said that they were first-class and outstanding, while Yan Yumo was tall and usually had a cold face, looking like an iceberg lady.

Qin Feiyu is the ladylike type and has a demeanor.

As for Shen Xing'er, she is somewhat similar to Murong Kexin, both of them are loli-shaped.

"It's not my dish, it's not my dish..." Jiang Han smacked his lips and muttered softly.

Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, suddenly closed his mouth and his expression became a little dim.

"Boy, have you figured it out?" Old Yun's faint voice rang.

"Ah?" Jiang Han was stunned, and then nodded subconsciously, "If you think it through, you can build it with confidence..."

Bang!

A big slap without hesitation.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Han suddenly bounced from the ground, blushing and thick neck.

"Are you going to swim today?" Old Yun's tone was quite a bit disappointed, "Why are you so stupid?"

Shen Xing'er looked curious, "What's the relationship between stupidity and swimming?"

"Water is in my head." Old Yun curled his lips.

Shen Xinger: "..."

"Hey! Why can't you react? An elder has built a trading pavilion before. Just build it directly on the original place!" Old Yun finally couldn't stand Jiang Han's inconsistency and shouted softly.

Jiang Han was stunned and then said ecstaticly: "The trading cabinet established by the elder still exists now?"

"Not bad." Old Yun sighed in his heart. The boy finally understood that it was not easy.

At this time, Shen Xing'er suddenly hesitated and said, "Grandpa Yun, the trading pavilion you mentioned is not the Xiuxin Pavilion now, right?"

"Hmm?" Old Yun frowned, "What is Xiuxin Pavilion?"

"..." Shen Xing'er was helpless. Mr. Yun had not paid attention to some changes in the sect for too long, so he didn't know.

"The predecessor of Xiuxin Pavilion was the Trading Pavilion. Because no one had used it for a long time, a master uncle who reached the Martial Emperor realm applied to the sect to change it to Xiuxin Pavilion and serve as his place of practice." Shen Xing'er explained seriously.

"In other words, the trading hall cannot be used now?" Jiang Han frowned.

"Yes." Shen Xing'er nodded.

At this time, Mr. Yun spoke, "This is not simple, just let him give up the Xiuxin Pavilion."

"This... isn't it?" Shen Xing'er's beautiful eyes widened.

"If I remember correctly, the location of the trading hall is very special. People should pass by it often on weekdays, and they can cultivate their minds?" Old Yun curled his lips disdainfully, "Who are you lying to?"

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes. According to Mr. Yun, the location of the trading hall should be a "prime location".

Soon, a light flashed in his eyes, and he had made up his mind. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!