"Grandpa, Second Uncle, Grandpa Tao...I'm sorry for making you worry again...I promise, I won't be so playful next time..."

"Playful?!" Ling Yunxi shouted and stepped forward: "Do you know how worried we are about you? In the past three days, we have turned over the entire capital..."

Ling Luoyu took a breath: "Three days?!"

Damn it, doesn't this mean that today is the time she and Feng Chenglin agreed on?!

Suffer!

The Ling family is looking for her like this. That damn fat man must know about her disappearance and will definitely not come looking for her again. Maybe he has already gone to Baishengzhai by now.

She quickly grabbed a steamed bun and ran away.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first..."

Ling Yunxi became even more angry: "Tie Shi, stop her!"

He made a mistake, didn't bother to explain his regrets, and actually ran away in front of them.

Tie Shi outside the door responded, flew forward, and reached out to grab Ling Luoyu's left shoulder.

Who knew that she had no intention of dodging, and just took Tie Shi's hand with her shoulder.

With a muffled groan, Tie Shi took two steps back with his wrists lowered, but Ling Luoyu took the opportunity to escape, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Master, am I dazzled?! The third young master...just...ran away??" Tao Ding stood there with a ghostly look on his face.

Tieshi's wrist was dislocated and he had to reluctantly reset it. His face turned pale and he lowered his head.

"My lord, the second commander, I'm sorry, it's my subordinates who are incompetent!"

Ling Bufan's eyes showed a strange look: "It's not that you are incompetent! It's our third young master... who changed too quickly..."

Tie Shi realized something was wrong at this time: "No! I didn't notice the fluctuation of the third young master's profound energy!"

"Of course you can't detect it... You are only at the fourth level of the Xuanling. How can you detect the fluctuations of the eighth level of the Xuanling?!"

Tieshi: "..."

When the mysterious energy fluctuates, only high-level people can detect the changes in low-level people. People with low-level cultivation cannot detect the aura of a person with a higher level of cultivation than themselves.

Ling Yunxi opened her eyes wide in horror: "Dad! What did you say??"

A few days ago, when Ling Luoyu helped him expand his meridians, he was still at the seventh level of the Human Mystery, but now he has become the eighth level of the Mysterious Spirit.

How did she do it in just five days?!

"Haha..." Ling Bufan laughed wildly: "God will never destroy our Ling family... This grandson can always surprise me..."

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As soon as Ling Luoyu left the house, he bumped into Feng Chenglin who came to inquire about the news.

Fatty Feng looked overjoyed when he saw that she was safe and sound, and quickly dragged her to Baishengzhai.

As the largest auction house in Beijing, on the day when the auction starts, there is always a lot of traffic in front of the door, and all kinds of horse-drawn carriages can line up for three streets.

Feng Chenglin proudly handed the ticket to the waiting boy and received a number plate.

The number plate is made of wood and is engraved with the characters thirteen.

"Young Master Feng, Third Young Master Ling, this is your number plate. Following the number plate, there is a special room. If you have something you like, just call the number. We will deliver the things to you two afterwards.

…”

Feng Chenglin didn't intend to take pictures at all, so he responded casually, but Ling Luoyu heard the clues.

The waiter brought the two of them into room 13 and smiled very much: "You two gentlemen, the younger one's name is Liangzi. I will serve you two today... The tea, pastries and fruits in our Baishengzhai are all free of charge.

It’s a gift. Whatever you two want to eat, just tell the younger one..."

Feng Chenglin didn't have to be polite and rushed towards a table of delicious food.
Chapter completed!