Mu Yan threw out the obsidian crystal given by uncle, and this is the effect he wanted.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a gentle and elegant middle-aged man walked in and chuckled: "I spent all my money to find out the news from Lingyin Pavilion. I really haven't touched such a rich man for several years..."

After the man's eyes met Mu Yan, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he showed an expression of shock and incredible shock, "You...you are..."

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows, "What? Do you know me?"

Hearing the girl's clear and pleasant voice, the person on the opposite side came back to his senses as if he had woken up from a dream.

A gentle smile appeared on his face, but the shock and suspicion in his eyes were still not completely curbed.

"Mu Yan, the famous god of Qingcheng Killing, please ask who would not know him on the road to cultivation? I collected portraits of all the celebrities on the cultivation continent from Lingyin Pavilion, and Miss Jun and your brothers are all inside. I just didn't expect..."

Mu Yan: "I didn't expect anything?"

"I didn't expect your true face to be..." The man looked a little dazed and blurted out, but he stopped suddenly when he was halfway through.

"Sorry, I'm losing my composure." The man calmed down and smiled apologetically, "Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Wen Qingyuan, and I am the shopkeeper of [Lingyin Pavilion]. When Miss Jun found this place, she paid such a high price again. I don't know what to do."

Mu Yan looked at him for a while before he casually picked up the tea and drank it, chuckled, "My seven brothers and I stolen into the Horton Tribe, but in the snow-colored jungle, the six of them suddenly disappeared. Seeing the signs left at the scene, they should have been forcibly taken away. I wonder if the Lingyin Pavilion can find where the six of them are?"

Wen Qingyuan was obviously stunned for a long time, and after a long time, he said meaningfully: "Miss Jun should know that in the Horton tribe, those who sneak into the barrier without permission are all death sentences. Miss Jun is so blatant and can't say it. Are you not afraid that I will sue it to Mulege and Horton tribe?"

Mu Yan took another sip of tea, his expression became more and more lazy, "So am I paying a piece of obsidian crystal to block your mouth? Or is it that the rule that Lingyin Pavilion will accept orders as long as there is a crystal stone to earn is fake? In this northern land of Ziyun Realm, the Ning family is also afraid of Mule Pavilion?"

Wen Qingyuan laughed three times when he heard this: "Miss Jun is such an interesting person. You are right. As long as there are enough crystals, no matter what kind of news, I will definitely find out for you."

As he said that, Wen Qingyuan walked forward and respectfully handed out a red paper crane: "Please be generous to me for a little while. Wen promised that the news of your six brothers will be delivered to you on the latest day. At that time, if Miss Jun feels that the information we provide is not worth the price, she is welcome to come to [Lingyin Pavilion] at any time to collect the reward."

This Lingyin Pavilion is really confident.

Mu Yan smiled lightly, took the paper crane casually, got up and left.

As soon as I walked to the door, Wen Qingyuan's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Miss Jun, can I take the liberty to ask you a question?"

Mu Yan turned around and looked at him.

Wen Qingyuan wandered for a moment: "Who is your parents?"

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, then curled up the corner of his lips and said lightly: "Sorry, I'm an orphan, I've never seen my biological parents."

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"Great God!"

Seeing Mu Yan coming out of Lingyin Pavilion, Lin Shaomin hurriedly came up, "God Lord, have you found out the news you want?"
Chapter completed!