"Come in." Tang Ning's sleepy voice came from the room.

Qi Mufeng pushed open the door and went in. Seeing that he had washed up, he sat at the table and poured a glass of water to drink. He walked forward and said, "Master, I went to find the underground forces in the city yesterday and used some spirit stones. I learned that the place where the fake monk went was exactly one of the industries of this force. The fake monk could not find a figure because he was arrested by them. I talked to them and they said that they could bring people to us today and let us go there at noon."

"Yeah." Tang Ning responded, and the two of them spoke for a while. When they went out, they saw that the monk next door had already opened the door.

"Amitabha, two donors are old." The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed to them.

"Let's go downstairs to have breakfast! Let's talk to you about it." Tang Ning said, and walked downstairs.

The waiter served breakfast, some of them were vegetarian and some of them were meaty. The inn saw a few monks sitting there eating breakfast, and looked at them from time to time.

"Don't worry about the few disciples in the dungeon. They won't have anything to do. As for the fake monk who steals things and visits the fireworks land, we already have clues. If nothing unexpected happens, we can handle things in one or two days." Tang Ning told them briefly.

Upon hearing this, the two monks showed surprise on their faces and thanked Tang Ning: "Thank you, donor Tang."

"We are going out later. You can rest in the inn if you have nothing to do!"

"Okay, let's listen to Donor Tang." The two said.

Tang Ning nodded, talked to them for a while, and then after breakfast, he left the inn with Qi Mufeng.

The two of them came to a shop selling weapons, and someone came out. When they saw that it was Qi Mufeng, they led them to the back, passed through the shop and came to a courtyard behind.

A middle-aged man walked out. Qi Mufeng saw him, so he bowed to him and asked, "Sincere, where are the people we want?"

After the middle-aged man looked at Qi Mufeng, he looked at the child next to him and said, "Young Master, my young master wants to see you, please follow me."

Tang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Who is your son?"

"Didn't we say yesterday that the people we have come here will take us away? Why do you still want to see your young master?" Qi Mufeng said, glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "I'll go with my master."

"My young master is the master of the studio, and he is known as Mr. Lin." The middle-aged man replied respectfully, and did not despise him just because the other party was a child. As for Qi Mufeng on the side, he ignored it.

"Little young master, please." He turned sideways slightly and made a gesture of asking for help.

Tang Ning walked forward. Qi Mufeng behind wanted to follow, but was stopped by the middle-aged man: "You are waiting here!" As soon as the voice fell, he followed Tang Ning and walked back.

The middle-aged man took Tang Ning to the back of the courtyard. When he arrived at the back, he saw a man with silver hair trimming the branches and leaves in the courtyard.

The man had silver hair, purple clothes, and his side face was as amazing as a god. He was holding scissors in his hand and trimming the leaves of the flowers and plants in front of him. Every move exuded an elegant and noble atmosphere.
Chapter completed!