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The two women in white were exceptionally beautiful. They had snow-white skin, slender waists that could be grasped with a single palm, and a pair of flawless, snow-white Heaven's Feet. Although they were not wrapped up, they were still exquisite and could not be found in the slightest. Perhaps only an ethereal spirit, untainted by the mundane world, could describe their appearance and appearance. Ordinary writing could not even describe their beauty.

As for the always mysterious Mystical Feng Yun Xuan, he was covered by a veil on one side, and one could only see his slender and soft eyes, as well as the faint outline of his chin underneath the veil.

The head of the hundred flowers, a song and dance, and a pair of beautiful eyes were enough to make people sigh in admiration.

Her moth eyebrows swept lightly, her skin was whiter than snow, and her ink-black beautiful eyes flowed like water waves. She seemed to be looking at a lover who had not returned for a long time grudgingly and coquettishly, as if she was looking at a world where flowers bloomed and fell without any desire.

It was so coquettish that it made people want to pounce on her and share the Spring Festival Gala with her. It was so soft that people couldn't help but want to pull her into their embrace and pity her.

Amongst the guests, there were many who knew that she practiced bewitching arts, but none of them were unwilling to shift their gaze.

It wasn't entirely because the beauty before their eyes made them unwilling to look away, but even more because they knew that Feng Qiong's bewitching technique didn't have any malicious intent. She was merely displaying her beauty to the crowd.

At most, this kind of charm was just for the sake of watching, wasn't it?

"This must be the lord, right?" Feng Qiong's beautiful eyes turned, and she found Xia Fan, who was dressed like a royal guard, within the crowd of people, and walked towards him in large strides. The bell at her ankles lightly rang, and the gentle flutter of her skirt occasionally revealed a few traces of her overly slender ankles, making her appear even more flirtatious.

When Xia Fan saw that she had rushed straight towards him, he could not help but be startled. He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself not to pay attention to her beauty. He asked in a calm voice, "What business does Miss have with me?"

Feng Qiong covered her lips and chuckled. Her eyebrows were full of allure as she pressed her nails onto her lips through the veil, revealing the outline of her lips. His fingers were white and tender, and it looked like it could be blown away at a close distance. As for the head of unadorned black hair, it was let loose at the side of her cheeks in a casual manner, reaching down to her chest, causing one to unavoidably let their imagination run wild.

There was only one more step before he could take the first step. The fragrance of the woman's body wafted into his nose, giving him an exceptionally pleasant smell. She did not realize that she was tall until she stood so close to him. Of course, among men, Chai was not tall and straight, only medium height. However, she was a man. Compared to a delicate woman, she was several times taller. Her bare feet were on the ground, but the top of her head was as flat as her eyebrows.

Smelling the delicate fragrance coming from Feng Qiong's body, Xia Cheng's cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot. He uneasily shifted his gaze away, not daring to look at her.

When Feng Qiong saw that he looked like he was about to run away, she did not continue to make things difficult for him. She only smiled with bent eyes, then tenderly asked, "What is Sir here for? Why have I come here?"

Xia Fan was slightly startled. His face blushed even more when he saw people around him looking at him with gazes that could poke holes in his body. "I was sent here on orders. I'm not here for the sake of the lady's thoughts, am I?"

Feng Qiong gave him a somewhat astonished look and asked, "This one is talking about the matter that you want to do. What do you think it is?"

Xia Fan, on the other hand, was completely stupefied. He looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she meant.

Feng Qiong pulled out a piece of paper from her sleeve, placed it between her two fingers, and lightly shook it. "The young master who wrote the poem for us had me give this letter to His Excellency." Her white fingers lightly swayed, and every gesture was incomparably tempting.

After hearing that, Xia Fan did not have the time to think anymore. He immediately extended his hand to take the letter and unfolded it. A row of familiar words appeared before his eyes: "Yunjun West Lake pleasure boat, moonlight as practice, dancing beauties, singing throat intoxicating. How about it? Are you intoxicated? "

Chen Huayi stood on his tiptoes and looked over Xia Fan's shoulder at the words written on the paper. After reading it, he could not help but laugh, "I was fooled for running here for nothing."

He laughed heartily. However, he forgot that he was still wearing the same inner clothes as Xia Fan. The guests beside him couldn't help but glance at him when they saw his smile.

Xia Fan frowned slightly, and his gaze towards Feng Qiong became serious. "Do you know where this person is? What did he look like? "How tall is he?"

Feng Qiong tilted her head slightly, "She looks very delicate and pretty. She should be about half a head taller than an adult, right? I don't know the rest. "

"You said he wrote that poem to you. When did he give it to you?"

"One month ago."

"One month ago? "That long?"

Feng Qiong rolled her eyes at him, her bewitching eyes becoming even more obvious, "Could it be that you think that I don't need time to practice dancing with these sisters? "I've been in a hurry to finish this month."

On the other hand, Chen Huayi smiled enough as he casually took over the letter from Xia Fan and read it. He said indifferently, "I wrote a few words to ask you, Feng Xuan, to deliver the letter to Senior Xia only ten days ago. Hmm, it seems that the Cyan Robed Pirates also cared a lot about Boss Xia. It was not easy to specially expend so much effort to invite Boss Xia to visit them. Senior Xia, what do you say? " In terms of qualifications, he was even higher than Xia Fan. Even if this mission focused on Xia Fan, his position would still be higher than him. The way he called 'Senior Xia' made Xia Cheng frown, but he couldn't say anything.

Ignoring Chen Huayi's provocation, Xia Fan turned to Feng Qiong and asked, "Why do you dance with his poems?"

Feng Qiong blinked her eyes, "He is a great customer of our Feng Yunxuan. It's just a letter. I naturally don't have any reason to refuse, right? "

"A big customer?" Then you should know more about him, right? "

Feng Qiong extended a slender hand in front of him and said: "Our Feng Yunxuan is a place that sells news. There is no news that you can't buy it with money, and there is no news that is free of charge. Your excellency wishes to know, you can spend money to buy it. "

"How much?"

Feng Qiong stretched out a finger and shook it, "According to the rules, the price of the news about the few guests we have at the Wind Cloud Pavilion corresponds with the cost of all the information they bought from the Wind Cloud Pavilion. So, as long as sire can take out anything equivalent to one million silver taels in exchange, we, Feng Yunxuan, guarantee that sire can capture the Cyan Robed Pirates. "Hmm …" You can exchange it for information, but the price is definitely fair. "

After a moment of shock, Xia Fan became sullen: "Are you kidding me? How could he possibly purchase information worth one million silver from you? "

Feng Qiong once again extended her hand and said, "Earlier, Boss Xia asked me quite a few questions, and now I can see that you've also come to visit us, Feng Yunxuan, and I'll give you a free answer. Could it be that Master wants to get something from me for free? " Finally, he added, "This question is not too expensive. One tael of silver is enough."

Before Xia Fan could say anything, Chen Huayi had already pulled out a bunch of copper coins and asked, "This is over 1200 gold coins, how much less is this than the current one tael of silver? Does Master Feng mind?"

Feng Qiong sweetly smiled, "Of course I don't mind."

Chen Huayi took two steps forward and hung the money that he had always held onto Feng Qiong's neck as he looked at her in satisfaction, "Un, not bad. How about it? Now that the money has been paid, we can have the goods now, right? "

Feng Qiong said with a smile, "The reason is very simple. Our Feng Yunxuan is not just selling information."

"What else are you selling?"

Seeing that Feng Qiong only smiled without saying a word, Chen Huayi reached out to take out a coin from Feng Qiong's neck and placed it in his palm, then asked, "May I ask for your answer, Great Hall Master Feng?"

Feng Qiong was not the least bit angry, and as expected, she extended her hand to take it. She only glanced at Chen Huayi with some hidden bitterness, "My two lords, do you really want Feng Qiong to be embarrassed? Feng Yunxuan is a brothel, what else do you think you can sell her off for? "

After a moment of shock, Xia Fan's face instantly turned red, while Chen Huayi once again smiled.

Feng Qiong kneeled down and said softly, "I still have other matters to attend to. The letter has already been delivered. Since you, Sir, will no longer ask, then I bid you farewell."

"Wait!" Xia Fan suddenly spoke up and took out his identity token, "The inner palace has some work to do. I hope that you can cooperate a bit with me, Master Feng."

Feng Qiong turned to look at him, then slightly raised her eyebrows. "Cooperate? Sir, do you want me to send you a million silver taels? Not to mention that there were still so many chivalrous warriors watching, even if there was no one around, even if the lord brought Feng Qiong back to the palace and beat her to death, wouldn't Feng Qiong ruin Feng Yunxuan's reputation? "What's more …"

Chen Huayi smiled and said, "Moreover, with Leader Xia's kung fu skills, he can't even keep Master Feng."

Feng Qiong laughed. "You are being too serious, milord. Feng Qiong is just a weak woman, unarmed and unarmed. How could she dare to go against the likes of you, milords?"

Seeing that Xia Chen was about to speak again, Bai Mao stepped to the side to block Feng Qiong, and he first cupped his hands in front of him to apologize to the surrounding guests, and then he gave a deep bow to Xia Fan with a fitting smile on his face: "Today is a banquet for my pleasure boat, Miss Feng, I have invited you to come over. May I ask for Master's respect, and not to pursue this matter?"

The noisy guests had also quietened down because of Bai Zhen's appearance. Although the young master of the Bai Clan only considered himself a merchant, no one could treat him like a merchant. The martial arts world was just about to see whose fist was bigger. The young master of the Bai Clan was holding half of the martial arts world in his hands, who would dare to offend him?

Xia Fan seemed to hesitate, but he clenched his teeth and said: "As a wife, please cooperate a bit."

Bai Zhen's smile was still as polite as before, but his words were no longer as polite. "My Lord, if you were to do this, things would not be so easy. "Sir, are you trying to discredit me in front of the heroes of the martial arts world? Are you trying to ruin my reputation?"

However, when Xia Fan heard this, he remained silent. He was unwilling to give up this opportunity and didn't say anything for a long time. Chen Chengyi looked coldly at Xia Fan, his lips curled up in a smile as if he was watching a good show.

Her graceful smile was calm and collected, and she wasn't scared in the slightest.

Bai Zhen also wore his usual kind smile. With a carefree appearance, he silently looked at Xia Fan.

All the guests clearly understood that the result was already decided.