Coming out of Long Shuai's Mansion, Long Chen was carrying a baggage and wearing coarse cloth, walking slowly on the street, like a man in a hurry.

Scanning the surroundings, you can see many people staring at Long Shuai's Mansion.

Long Chen smiled, bought a piece of cake on the roadside, and ate it while walking.

After leaving the north gate, Long Chen continued walking north and soon arrived at a roadside inn.

The inn at this time was not as lively as last time and looked a lot more normal.

"Do you want me to stay in the hotel?"

The waiter ran over and asked.

"Have a meal, something cheaper, just a bowl of noodles."

Long Chen's voice was hoarse.

The waiter's eyes moved slightly, and he said casually: "Sir, you just want to eat and go on your way? Then please go to the backyard."

Long Chen said with a smile: "Thank you for your understanding, brother, we are not rich people, we just want to have a full stomach."

The waiter took Long Chen to the backyard, entered a straw shed, and said, "Guest, wait a moment, we will be here soon."

Long Chen sat down and found no assassins watching around him.

After a while, no one came in, and Long Chen was a little anxious.

"Dazhuguo has been waiting for a long time."

The female shopkeeper Meng Lan walked in with a smile. Today she was wearing a goose yellow narrow-sleeved blouse and a fluffy red horse-faced skirt. She had a high bun on her head and a golden step hanging down.

Seeing this outfit, Long Chen knew clearly: Meng Lan was dressing up just now, so she was a little slow.

It's interesting to actually dress yourself up.

"The shopkeeper's style is still the same, oh no, he looks even better today."

Long Chen opened his mouth to tease.

The female shopkeeper smiled and sat down opposite Long Chen.

This is the difference between mature women and young women.

Last night, Ji Xianxian struggled for a long time before Long Chen went in.

I woke up in the morning still pretending to be angry and shy.

Meng Lan was different. She was teased when they first met, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she was generous.

"There are so many beauties in Dazhu Kingdom, but the slave family is just like Puliu, how can it catch the eyes of Dazhu Kingdom."

Meng Lan poured a cup of tea for Long Chen, her eyes conveyed affection, and she smiled slightly.

Long Chen laughed in a low voice and asked: "Is there anyone watching me around?"

Meng Lan smiled and said: "Dazhu Kingdom doesn't trust me so much?"

Meng Lan thought that Long Chen suspected that Wanjin Tower would be harmful to him.

Long Chen stood up, quickly walked behind Meng Lan, hugged his waist, and sat on the same stool, with their bodies close to each other.

"It's better if there is no one."

Long Chen slowly opened his short shirt with one hand and put it under the horse-faced skirt with the other hand.

"Isn't Dazhuguo too rude?"

Meng Lan squirmed for a moment, then stopped struggling.

"You've already lost etiquette, so you'll continue to be disrespectful."

Long Chen smiled and took action, and Meng Lan's body actually leaned back slightly into his arms.

Sure enough, mature women are different.

After two cups of tea, Long Chen let go of Meng Lan.

"Give me the scarf."

Long Chen shook his fingers.

Meng Lan was a little embarrassed and said with a red face: "I gave it to you, what should I do?"

Taking out a silk scarf, Long Chen dried his hands and gave it back to Meng Lan.

"The shopkeeper must still have scarves."

The female shopkeeper took out two square silk scarves from her sleeves and put them under her skirt. She smiled and cursed: "I've heard that Dazhu Guo's food is like a god. It's true."

Long Chen smiled and said: "I didn't expect that I still have such a reputation."

The female shopkeeper packed up and started talking about business.

"The host said you have something to deliver."

Long Chen took out a booklet from his body and handed it to Meng Lan.

"This is the action plan, you leave it to the landlord."

Meng Lan took the booklet and put it directly on her body without reading it.

"Nothing else?"

Meng Lan looked at Long Chen.

"Of course."

Long Chen took out a gold hairpin, stood up, walked behind Meng Lan, and put it in her hair.

"You have a conscience."

Meng Lan helped Jin Chai and was very happy to receive the gift.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Shen Wanjin?"

Long Chen joked.

Meng Lan asked back: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Shen Wanjin?"

Long Chen chuckled: "So what if he finds out, he doesn't dare to do anything to me, and he can't do anything to me."

This is the truth. Long Chen's cultivation level has surpassed that of Shen Wanjin. No assassin in Wanjin Tower can kill Long Chen.

At most, Shen Wanjin would carry out assassinations, target other people, and create trouble for Long Chen, that's all.

"Don't underestimate Wanjinlou. It is not an organization, it is a collection of organizations."

Meng Lan raised her head to remind Long Chen.

Long Chen was stunned for a moment and asked: "What do you mean?"

Could it be that there is someone behind Wanjin Tower controlling it?

This is so nonsense!

It doesn't matter if there is someone behind the Tianxiahui. If there is someone behind the Wanjin Tower, Long Chen will vomit blood.

Meng Lan said: "I don't know the specifics. I just accidentally heard Shen Wanjin mention it. He is just a messenger."

Long Chen said in surprise: "Messenger? Shen Wanjin is just a messenger? Who is the master?"

Meng Lan shook her head, glanced outside the door instinctively, and said, "I don't know, this matter is top secret."

"Shen Wanjin only said once that no one knows who is behind it."

"Don't take it lightly and underestimate Shen Wanjin."

"Okay, that's it, don't arouse suspicion."

Meng Lan stood up and walked out, and Long Chen also left the room.

When they got outside, Long Chen still carried the baggage and went out.

"Have you had enough, sir?"

The waiter asked with a smile.

Long Chen smiled naively and said: "Thank you very much. Now that I'm full, it's time to go on my way. I wish the store a prosperous business."

After leaving the roadside inn, Long Chen continued walking north, thinking about Meng Lan's words all the time.

Is this true or false?

It would be terrible if Shen Wanjin was just a messenger.

The King of Assassins is just a messenger, doesn’t the person behind it cover the sky with his hands?

Could this person be the same as the person who controls Tianxiahui?

Long Chen felt so confused.

After continuing to walk a few miles north and making sure that no one was following him, Long Chen took off his beard, took out a set of clothes from his bag and changed into them, before turning back to his home.

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To be continued...