Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: The Tea House

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  Just as Liao Wuyang was calling Ningyuan, Ke Zhengu also left the Yunhua Hotel and returned to their other five-star hotel, Xideng Hotel.

  Kemuwa had just finished lunch and was resting on the sofa in the living room when Kemujing returned, so he sat up and asked: "How was it? Didn't Li Changyu give you a hard time?"

  "No, Director Li is very easy to talk to." Ke Zhen Guo sat down on the sofa opposite Ke Mu Hua with a cup of water in his arms: "And someone has also seen through my situation and given me a treatment plan."

  "Oh, that's good, that's good." Ke Mu Hua's face showed a hint of joy and said: "As long as someone has noticed, if it really works, I'll personally go with you to thank them later."

  Ke Zhen Guo nodded and said: "Moreover, the doctor who diagnosed me is incredibly young, not even twenty years old, and surprisingly, he's from the Xuanmen sect."

  "Someone from the Mystic Sect?" Ke Mu Hua's eyes narrowed, furrowing his brow as he asked: "Is there a fluctuation of spiritual energy on their body?"

  "Nothing?" Ke Zhen Guo shook his head and said, "This is also what puzzles me. He's only twenty years old, yet he can detect the fluctuations in my spiritual awareness, while I couldn't detect anything from him. Could it be that he's already a master of internalizing his spiritual energy?"

  As he spoke, Ke Zhen Guo couldn't help but shake his head and say: "But it shouldn't be like this, a 20-year-old with an inner demon, how monstrous is that? I'm 30 years old and have only just begun to master the secret methods."

  "It's also possible that they used some kind of device to conceal their spiritual fluctuations." Ke Mu Hua furrowed his brow, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Do you know what the other party's name is?"

  "Call Ningyuan. He is said to be from Pingyang." Ke Zhenguon replied.

  "Peaceful and distant!"

  Ke Mu Hua hesitated for a moment. Suddenly his face changed drastically. He asked urgently, "How old did you say he was and where is he from?"

  "Twenty years old, a native of Pingyang." Ke Zhengu said, as he spoke, he looked at Ke Muhua with a puzzled expression and asked inexplicably: "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"

  "Alas!" Ke Mu Hua sighed and said: "Twenty years old, from Pingyang. He can sense your spiritual fluctuations, but you can't sense his. Also known as Ning Yuan, it should be him. This time we owe him a favor."

  "Do you know this person?" Ke Zhen Guo asked in surprise.

  "I know." Ke Mu Hua nodded, and smiled wryly: "If I'm not mistaken, this Ning Yuan is the current leader of the Jiu Xuan Gate, Qing Ping Dao Ren's youngest disciple, and also his successor."

  "The Master of the Jiumen Gate?"

  Ke Zhen Guo was also shocked and after a long time, he said: "You're not mistaken, are you? Is it really the current leader of the Jiuxuan Gate?"

  "It can't be wrong." Ke Mu Hua shook his head and said, "Others may not understand the cultivation of this new master of Jiuxuanmen, but I do. Before coming to Liaohai, I went to Nanrao once and met Fang Donglai from Shanliangpai. It was also from Fang Donglai that I learned about this young master of Jiuxuanmen who had already entered the Lingzhi Neilian realm at the age of 20. Qingping Daoist indeed took in a good disciple."

  "At the age of twenty, his spiritual awareness was already introspective." Ke Zhen Guo took a deep breath and said, "No wonder you didn't let me get too close to Di Zong, it turns out you've known about Jiu Xuan Men's situation all along."

  "Yes." Ke Mu Hua nodded and said, "This Ning Yuan is only about twenty years old, yet he has already reached the inner refinement realm of spiritual awareness. If he continues to grow, it's absolutely no problem for him to advance to the spiritual transformation stage by the time he's thirty. Even if he enters the Yuanshen realm in the future, it won't be anything unusual. Offending the Jiuxuan Gate without a good reason won't do us any good. However, if Ning Yuan is able to cure your illness this time, we will owe him a favor."

  "I think that Ning Yuan is not bad, at least he's much better than He Zhenyu from the Earth Sect. That He Zhenyu should have also entered the Spiritual Concealment stage, but he's still so arrogant and domineering. If I had to choose, I'd rather choose the Jiu Xuan Men." Ke Zhen Guo said.

  "Heh heh, let's take another look. Some things can't be decided rashly." Ke Mu Hua smiled faintly and said: "However, this time we owe Ning Yu a favor, so we have to repay it. You go ask around about his residence, and we'll go visit him tonight."

  When Ke Mohua and his son were talking, two luxurious cars stopped in front of the Xideng Hotel entrance one after another. The car doors opened, and several people got out of the cars.

  The first one was over sixty years old, followed by two middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s. Three people got out of another car, wearing suits, with the older one being over fifty and the younger one being over thirty.

  A few people got off the car, and a group of people swarmed around the old man into the Xideng Hotel. Seeing a group of people coming in, the hotel's lobby manager was very enthusiastic to greet: "Mr. Mu, you're back?"

  "Hmm." The old man nodded slightly and didn't say much. A group of people directly entered the elevator.

  After arriving at the presidential suite upstairs, the old man sat down on the sofa in the living room, rubbed his temples slightly, and asked a middle-aged person beside him in a low voice: "The situation of that little boy you were asked to investigate, how is it going?"

  "It has been found out that the young man who stopped us from assassinating the female police officer is Ning Yuan, the leader of the Jiu Xuan Men whom you previously asked me to get rid of. He is currently in Liao Hai City." The middle-aged man reported respectfully.

  At this time, if Ma Baocheng were here, he would definitely recognize him. This middle-aged man was the Mr. Luo who had commissioned him to murder Ning Yuan, and directly offered a price of five million, which could not be said to be stingy.

  "No wonder." The old man hummed and said, "I was wondering how someone could subdue two high-ranking masters from the Station Group. I didn't expect it to be that Ning Yuan, that Qingping old fellow has indeed taken in a good apprentice."

  "Boss, what about Ningyuan and that policewoman? Do we still want them?" the middle-aged man asked.

  "For the time being, let's not bother with that policewoman, and we shouldn't interfere with Ning Yu's affairs either. Let's leave it to the local snakeheads in Shangjiang City to deal with him. Even if they can't kill him, at least they can make his life miserable for a while. Right now, there are more important things to attend to." The old man said.

  "Yes, boss, please instruct."

  "The Southeast Treasure Appraisal Conference is about to be held, you think of a way to get the information of all participants at that time. At that time, I will represent Bagua Men to attend, and you notify the leader of Bagua Men to reserve a place for me." The old man said slowly.

  "Yes, boss." The middle-aged man responded and slowly backed out. After several people left, the living room was left with only the old man and two middle-aged men. These three were actually from the Jiuxing Gate. If Ning Yu and his friends had walked a little later that night, they would have run into each other.

  After the room was left with only the three of them, a middle-aged man cautiously asked: "Master, you represented Bagua Gate to attend the Southeast Treasure Appraisal Conference, are you trying to investigate the background of that person who fought us?"

  "It's likely that the other party will attend this appraisal meeting, and it's also possible that the item is in their possession. We must get it back, or else no one will be able to rest easy." The old man said in a low voice.

  "I understand." The two middle-aged men responded in unison, then asked: "What will we do at that time?"

  "I've already called and invited your Shifu over. The three of us are somewhat isolated and powerless in our own country, so at that time the two of you will listen to your Shishu's arrangements."

  These nine-star door people are indeed all-pervading, privately doing the tomb raiding business, but on the surface they hang the identity of overseas Chinese, and live in five-star presidential suites.

  Ningyuan naturally couldn't have guessed that the Jiuxingmen people had already arrived in Liaohai and were investigating Yao Xinyan's identity. At this time, he and Liao Wuyang got off the car and entered a small teahouse.

  This teahouse is not very big, and the decoration seems a bit old-fashioned, but it has its own unique charm. There aren't many people inside, mostly some elderly folks, with those around sixty years old being the majority.

  As they walked in, Liao Wuyang introduced Ning Yuan: "This tea house may look old and shabby, but it's actually quite famous in Liaohai City. Most of the people who come here are those who love antiques or collecting, and the owner of this tea house has some connections. Some antique transactions often take place here."

  As they spoke, Liao Wuyang led Ning Yuan directly to the second floor and into a private room. When he pushed open the door and entered, there were already two middle-aged men in their fifties drinking tea inside.

  The two men saw Liao Wuyang enter and stood up to greet him: "Boss Liao has arrived, we've been waiting for your arrival."

  "What a boss, it's just a street vendor." Liao Wuyang smiled and stepped aside to let Ning Yuan through: "Come on, I'll introduce you. This is Ning Yuan Ning, the brother who solved the glutinous rice pattern jade for 800,000 yuan in Antique Street yesterday."

  At the same time, Liao Wuyang also introduced to Ningyuan the two middle-aged men in front of him. One of them, wearing a mandarin jacket, was Luo Yuanming, the owner of this teahouse, known as Master Luo on the road. The other one was Wang Xinhui, the owner of Liu Fang's bottle, who was also the boss of a medium-sized enterprise in Liaohe City.

  Luo Yuanming and Wang Xinhui originally thought that Liao Wuyang was leading a young man in his early twenties, thinking he was just an errand boy. After hearing Liao Wuyang's introduction, they realized it wasn't so simple and smiled as they greeted Ning Yuan.

  Luo Yuanming didn't show too much enthusiasm towards Ning Yuan, but Wang Xinhuai smiled and said to Ning Yuan: "Yesterday at dinner, I heard a few people chatting, saying that a young brother had good luck, and I didn't expect to see him today."

  "Let Wang see the joke, it's just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse." Ning Yuan smiled and responded.

  A few people spoke, sat down again, and someone poured tea for Ningyuan and Liao Wuyang. After they left, Luoyuanming smiled and asked Liao Wuyang: "Mr. Liao, how's your consideration going? If you don't respond here, we'll have to find someone else. You also know that this thing is not hard to sell."

  "Hehe, I knew that." Liao Wuyang chuckled and said: "I came today just to confirm again, no problem, we can make the transaction today."

  "That's good." Wang Xinhuai nodded, took out a box from the side and placed it lightly on the tea table, opened it, carefully took out a bottle, and smiled at Liao Wuyang: "Mr. Liao, please take a look."

  Liao Wuyang smiled faintly and turned to Ning Yuan beside him: "Still trouble little brother to take a look."

  Liao Wuyang let Ning Yuan take the lead, and both Luo Yuanming and Wang Xinhuai were taken aback, exchanging a glance, with a hint of surprise on their faces.