Xuanxia

Chapter 828 Dinghai Shenzhen
"fortune teller?"

When Dong Qianran heard these four words, she felt that it was a bit absurd. She frowned subconsciously and blurted out: "You are also an old man around my senior brother, how can you believe these things?"

The housekeeper was obviously a little embarrassed when she said that, and his old face turned red, but he still explained firmly: "No, Dean Dong, he, he really has the ability!"

Dong Qianran shook her head, ignored it, and continued walking forward, preparing to push open the door of the quiet room where Ning Baimei was in seclusion.

"No, no!"

Seeing this, the old housekeeper said anxiously: "Mr. Ze said that if you push open the door, there will be a disaster!"

Exiled sir?
Dong Qianran felt that the name sounded familiar, but the situation was urgent and she didn't have time to think about it, so she said in a deep voice: "I can't explain it to you. This is a top-notch matter, and it's not something that some Jianghu gentleman can comment on... A gentleman doesn't talk about strange things, supernatural powers, or destiny, you..."

"Hey~ How can I not believe it?"

She was interrupted by a slick voice halfway through her words.

An old man who looked like a swindler suddenly appeared from behind the old housekeeper, stroked his short beard with a smile, and winked at Dong Qianran playfully.

Dong Qianran's pupils shrank.

When did this old man come?
I didn't even notice it?

At that moment, the contempt in her heart suddenly disappeared, but what arose was not admiration, but vigilance!

"Butler Lin, please leave immediately."

She ordered in a deep voice, her sword already clenched tightly in her hand: "This person's origins are unknown, and his intentions are unknown!"

As he spoke, he raised the sheathed sword and pointed it at Mr. Exiled: "Who are you and what are you doing in the Ning Mansion?"

"Oh, oh, Dean Dong, don't be so ruthless~"

Mr. Ze walked out slowly from the frightened old housekeeper and said with a smile: "We have met before! When Jiang Baichuan was still the leader of the Jiang Alliance, he came to the Palm Sword Academy to exchange swordsmanship with you. At that time, I was with you!"

After he said this, Dong Qianran's mind suddenly became clear and she immediately remembered who this person was.

"Are you the old liar from back then?"

she blurted out.

Mr. Ze was not happy: "What old liar? Didn't I accept several hundred taels of silver from the teachers in your academy? It was a business that we both agreed to!"

Dong Qianran narrowed her eyes slightly.

She could feel that this old man really had no ill intentions... but he was Jiang Baichuan's man after all, and he appeared here so abruptly and strangely, which was very unusual.

Therefore, she never put down the sword in her hand, but she also did not unsheathe it, and it was still pointing at the other party from a distance.

"Alright, alright, I won't argue with you youngsters about this."

Mr. Ze waved his hand and said leisurely: "We know what you are nervous about and what you are vigilant about..."

As he spoke, he smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on both sides of his eyes were squeezed together: "These, I can help you solve the doubts."

"unnecessary."

Dong Qianran's brows darkened even more, and it was clear that he had lost all patience. "Butler Lin, take this exiled gentleman to get the 100 taels of silver and send him away. Don't disturb me from discussing important matters with Senior Brother Ning!"

Steward Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay..."

"What a fart!"

Mr. Zhe said helplessly: "The matter of the one hundred taels of silver is another matter. Dean Dong, you... "

He thought about it for a while, and said to Steward Lin: "You can't listen to this, leave first!"

"..."

Butler Lin really listened to him. After hearing what he said, he immediately let out a "huh", turned around and left in a hurry, which made Dong Qianran's eyes widen.

As Ning Baimei's junior sister and the dean of Palm Sword Academy, she comes to the Ning residence whenever she has nothing to do. She has known the steward Lin for decades, but her words are not as effective as those of a charlatan?
"Hehe, he's finally gone, and I dare to say it now."

Mr. Ze watched Steward Lin disappear around the corner. He straightened his back and smiled at Dong Qianran, "You said you don't believe in destiny, so what does Fu Qingzhou mean to you?"

Dong Qianran was shocked!
"Why, you came to Ning Baimei, isn't it just for that kid?"

Mr. Ze stretched and walked forward slowly: "Ning Baimei should have told you, right? He is both the starting point and the end point of this chaos in the world." He looked at Dong Qianran's increasingly surprised expression and smiled: "Who do you think told him this?"

"you you……"

Dong Qianran was shocked: "Why did Senior Brother Ning never mention you to me?"

"As for this matter, when he comes out of confinement, you can ask him yourself."

Mr. Ze had already walked in front of Dong Qianran, stretched out a finger, pressed the scabbard of the Xian Sword, and pressed it down: "This sword is used to suppress the country, don't point it at people casually, it's not good."

"..."

At this time, the hostility on Dong Qianran's face had disappeared.

She was basically certain that the fortune teller in front of her was indeed of extraordinary status.

"Mr. ... exiled."

After taking a deep breath, she finally put away her sword, put her hands in front of her and bowed slightly: "Please give me your guidance."

"Hey~ That's right."

Mr. Ze smiled happily.

He walked leisurely to a stone bench outside the quiet room and sat down. He took out a feather fan from his sleeves. It was clearly deep winter, but he pretended to wave the fan: "You came to find Ning Baimei because someone asked you to be the pillar of the capital, and because you found that the plan you made with Ning Baimei had changed and you couldn't sit still. Is that right or not?"

Dong Qianran replied in a deep voice: "Yes."

"Then..." Mr. Ze narrowed his eyes: "Don't you think that these two things are in conflict?"

"conflict……"

Dong Qianran is also a smart person. He immediately figured out the key point: "You mean, if Senior Brother Ning is invited out, then the Dinghai Shenzhen will be him, not me?"

"Yes!" Mr. Exiled smiled and said, "Isn't this obvious?"

Dong Qianran was puzzled again: "But in the face of major events in the world, when the lives of all people are at stake, what difference does it make who becomes the steward? Senior brother is more..."

"Really?"

Mr. Ze smiled and said, "Do you know what will happen if Ning Baimei is released from prison at this time?"

Dong Qianran: "How?"

"He has given you the task of cooking the sword demon, right? So, he chose to retreat in order to deal with... the existence that you and I both know."

Mr. Exiled just casually talked about the biggest secret in the world, not caring about Dong Qianran's pupils shaking again and again. He just said leisurely: "As the saying goes, fight poison with poison. If he wants to get that thing, then he can't say that he has to become the same thing, but at least he has to understand the other party deeply, right?"

"Given his current condition, if you force him to wake up, how do you know...he won't become a bigger problem?"

Dong Qianran opened her mouth slightly.

"Don't think about it, junior."

Mr. Exiled smiled at her and said, "If you want to look up into the sky, you must first step on the earth - first return to your mundane world and do your mundane things with peace of mind."

"mundane affairs……"

Dong Qianran's eyes flashed.

She only exchanged a few words with the exiled gentleman, but the waves stirred in her heart were already earth-shattering.

After being the dean of Zhangjian Academy and a teacher for so many years, today she finally felt a little bit like a student again.

"Junior understands."

She bowed gently to Mr. Ze and said, "I will go to Mingjian Pavilion now."

"Where you go has nothing to do with me~"

Mr. Exiled laughed, winked suddenly, and rubbed two fingers in front of him: "I just want to know, the one hundred taels of silver you mentioned before, is it still counted?"

(End of this chapter)