Just as he was about to turn around, Ling Luoyu opened the door like a twitch: "By the way, how are our business these days?"

"I'm going to talk about this matter when I ask you! It's okay if you don't mention it, but I'll get angry as soon as I mention it... I've been a lot of people coming to the door for consultation these days, but I haven't done a single business!"

"Why?!"

Fatty Feng became more and more speechless: "Why? Of course it's because we have no reputation!"

For those guests who come to consult, it is more like coming with a curious mood.

They asked a lot of things, but in the end they didn't pat their butts and left.

"Some people want to work for us, but in the end they all gave in! Third Young Master, money is a small matter, these people are afraid that our work will be unfavorable and will ruin their big affairs... So, after hesitation, they all hesitated!"

Feng Chenglin took out an account book.

"San Master, look at our expenses these days, that's what we're spending! You..."

"I see!"

Before he could finish his words, Ling Luoyu's door closed again.

Feng Chenglin was turned away again and became speechless.

"Damn, can't you listen to me finish your words?"

The protest voice did not respond at all, which made Feng Chenglin really want to kick the door.

But I have the heart, but I don’t have the courage!

Ling Luoyu’s door is not so easy to kick!

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The main ferry under the hazy night is as quiet as a dead city.

People here live by coolies, mostly rest at sunset and roosters crow, so when it comes to late at night, it is silent and quiet.

The red lantern at the door of the Mercenary Union was like the two eyes of a beast, jumping and flashing.

In the backyard, Ling Luoyu was dressed in black and flashed out of the door and swept silently towards the roof.

Under the cold wind, she flashed towards the trade market.

After a few breaths, he stopped on the roof, lying like a wild cat, and remained motionless.

Her eyes flowed, and she locked in a room on the second floor, where a faint candlelight flashed.

Silently falling into the ridge of the room, she lifted a tiles.

Under the candlelight, Jiang Du was wearing black clothes and was masked with a black scarf.

Ling Luoyu wanted to laugh a little.

Such a coincidence?

She wanted to visit the trade fair at night and find information about the Blood Mansion of the World, but she didn't expect that he would even come out.

After packing up, Jiang Du couldn't wait to flash out of the room before he even had the candles extinguished.

Seeing that there was no one around, he flashed toward the direction of the mercenary union.

Ling Luoyu almost burst into tears with a smile!

This is a coincidence!!

She was here, but she was not vague and rushed towards her nest.

"Just kill me! Look at us two, who is the final winner!"

With a laugh, she turned over and jumped into the room.

Everything in the Mercenary Union is false accounts.

But she firmly believed that there was definitely real material in Jiang Du's room.

As the branch of the Blood Mansion of the Escape World, there must be what she wants here.

The room is very simple, and the furniture can be described as simple, but a large mahogany carved bed shows luxury.

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on the bed and then fell to the surroundings again.

Everything here looks normal, but it is not normal.

Normally, this is a home.

What’s abnormal is that there is no smell of home here.

This room seemed to have no one stayed in it, without any smell.

Everyone has a unique body odor.

Any room that someone has lived in must leave a unique atmosphere.


Chapter completed!