Jiang Qingyi glanced at the man coming over and shouted in her heart: Don’t come over here!

However, the flamboyant man finally sat down opposite Jiang Qingyi. He showed a self-proclaimed cool smile.

"This fellow Taoist, are you alone?"

Jiang Qingyi cursed in her heart but appeared calm on the surface. She only glanced at the other person and quickly looked away.

It's so ugly that it's really hard! I have to pay for my ugliness!

Seeing that Jiang Qingyi didn't say anything, the man shamelessly said, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jia Rencai, the third son of the City Lord's Mansion."

After he said that, he smiled proudly at Jiang Qingyi.

Jiang Qingyi read another meaning from his smile: What do you think, brother is the third young master of the City Lord’s Mansion, girl, you want to meet me, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyi tapped her toes on the ground in embarrassment. She felt like she couldn't control her expression anymore.

She tried hard not to look at the "fake talent" and kept telling herself: Don't laugh, don't laugh!

After preparing herself mentally, Jiang Qingyi slowly spoke, "I wonder what can I do for you, Brother Jia?"

"It's not a big deal. I just saw that you were bored and wanted to make friends with you. I don't even know your name."

Jiang Qingyi said without hesitation, "Jiang Qingyi."

The "fake talent" quickly asked, "Where are you from, fellow Taoist? Have you joined any sect?"

Before Jiang Qingyi could speak, Ji Fusang's voice came from not far away, "My junior sister is the last disciple of the dean of the Pharmacist Branch of Brahma College. I wonder what the Third Master Jia is up to?"

The fake talent's face looked a little ugly when his conversation was interrupted. He looked up angrily, and when he saw Ji Fusang and the others, he slammed the table and stood up and asked, "Who are you?"

Ji Fusang had a signature smile on his face, "Me? Ji Fusang from Brahma Academy."

Jia Rencai immediately put away the angry expression on his face, "So it was Brother Ji, why didn't you tell me earlier? I almost misunderstood you."

Ling Yue, who was walking behind, stepped forward and pulled Jiang Qingyi behind her and asked in a low voice, "Junior sister, are you okay?"

Jiang Qingyi shook her head, "It's okay."

The fake person saw all of Ling Yue's movements.

After all, he is the third son of the City Lord's Mansion. When has he ever been treated like this?

The fake talent was extremely angry inside, but he still chatted with Ji Fusang on the surface.

Mu Yu looked at the tea and pastries on the table with heartache. It was obvious that those things were taken out by the junior sister, so they must not be wasted.

Because of the arrival of Ji Fusang and others, the fake talent's plan to hunt for beauties failed, and he left with his people not long after.

After that, Ji Fusang and others sat down.

Yue Chao sat down and took a piece of cake from the table. "Junior sister, did that scumbag do anything to you?"

Jiang Qingyi laughed, "Why do you ask that? But he really didn't do anything."

Yan Chen calmly explained, "This Third Young Master Jia is not a good guy. He has some strength and relies on the fact that he is the Third Young Master of the City Lord's Mansion. He has attacked quite a few female cultivators who came to this city. Everyone is afraid to do anything because of his strength and status."

Jiang Qingyi frowned and asked, "Will he not fail if he does this? For example, kicking a plate?"

Ling Yue shook her head. "No, he always asks people to check the other party's identity before taking action, so this kind of situation will not happen."

"What about today?"

Mu Yu continued, "Maybe it's because Junior Sister is so beautiful that he doesn't have time to think too much, but I'm looking forward to the scene where that guy gets beaten up by Junior Sister."

Jiang Qingyi recalled the scene when the fake talent left, and there was something wrong with one of the people following him.

She asked directly, "Is the City Lord's Mansion heavily guarded here?"

Ji Fusang spoke sharply, "Why, what did Junior Sister find out?"

"Someone among the people who just came with the fake talent is not right. There is some dark attribute spiritual power remaining in him, but that person is not a demon."

Mu Yu asked doubtfully, "There shouldn't be anything wrong with this. It's similar to Junior Sister's situation. It's not uncommon for normal cultivators to have dark spiritual roots."

"No, that dark spiritual power is different from the normal dark spiritual power. It is very similar to the one in Xu and the others."

Ling Yue frowned and said, "Then from what Junior Sister said, that person is not a demon, and there is still dark spiritual power remaining in his body and he is still alive, so he should have had contact with the demons, and he will not even be swallowed by the dark spiritual power."

Yan Chen tapped his fingers on the table, "If that's the case, then there's something very wrong with that person!"

Ji Fusang looked at Jiang Qingyi and said, "Junior sister, do you mean to go to the City Lord's Mansion to take a look?"

Jiang Qingyi nodded, "Since he is from the City Lord's Mansion, we have to go to the City Lord's Mansion to check."

Ji Fusang said, "It's not so easy to enter the City Lord's Mansion here. The main reason is that City Lord Jia rarely shows up. No matter what activities are held, the City Lord's Mansion will not be open to the public, and few people have entered it."

Jiang Qingyi looked puzzled. "He is the lord of a city after all. Doesn't he need to communicate with others? And doesn't he have to entertain guests?"

Mu Yu nodded affirmatively, "No, the city lord's office is not in the city lord's mansion, and the banquets for guests are always held outside."

Jiang Qingyi asked without giving up, "After all this, doesn't anyone suspect that there is something wrong with City Lord Jia?"

Yan Chen shook his head, "No, City Lord Jia's strength is there, and it is normal for a strong man to have some special habits."

Jiang Qingyi sighed, "If that's the case, this City Lord's Mansion is really hard to enter. How should we investigate?"

Ling Yue and Ji Fusang looked at each other and said in unison, "Fake talent!"

Jiang Qingyi looked at them in confusion.

Then Ling Yue began to explain, "This fake person is the third son of the City Lord's Mansion and the only heir of City Lord Jia..."

Before he could finish, Jiang Qingyi asked again, "What about the first two?"

Yue Chao added, "I know this. The first two sons died a few years after they were born. Jia San was also the last child born to the city lord's first wife, and the only one who survived."

Ling Yue continued, "The fake talent often takes people out with him because of his special hobby, so it should be feasible to start with him."

Jiang Qingyi played with a strand of her hair and said, "Don't worry for now. I want to think of a solution."

Mu Yu also picked up the pastries on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, finishing one and then another.

Finally, she felt a little uncomfortable and looked at Jiang Qingyi with burning eyes, "Junior Sister, let's have something savory."

Jiang Qingyi naturally took out a bowl of spicy maocai and placed it in front of her. "Is this okay?"

Mu Yu's eyes lit up, and then he nodded vigorously, "Okay, that's great!"

In the end, everyone saw Mu Yu eating happily by himself, and couldn't help but ask Jiang Qingyi for a bowl.

The conversation ended with everyone showing off their fans.

Afterwards, Ji Fusang planned to continue according to the previous plan and investigate the city in three groups.

However, before they could leave the inn, they were stopped by a veiled woman, "Please wait a moment."

Ji Fusang and the others looked at her with puzzled eyes and stopped to wait for her next words.

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