2092: C2092 Who

C2092 Who

Master Ji Xianqing's bedroom.

"Who is it?"

The old servant, Uncle Zhong, brought Xiao Ji and old woman out of Ji Xianqing's bedroom. After a few symbolic knocks, the two young servants behind him walked forward and pushed open the door, guiding Xiao Ji and old woman in.

This was not because the old servant, Uncle Zhong, showed no respect towards Ji Xianqing, but because the serious illness that Ji Xianqing had was somewhat difficult to talk about in the eyes of the people, and also had a certain degree of infectivity. Other than the daily care and three meals, there was no one else in the room taking care of Ji Xianqing.

And the other reason was because Ji Xianqing was currently too ill to move. Even if his old servant, Uncle Zhong, kept knocking on the door, it was impossible for Ji Xianqing to get up and open the door himself.

However, when the old servant, Uncle Zhong, opened the door, he saw three people in special attire in Ji Xianqing's room.

One of them took the initiative to protect the old servant in front of Uncle Zhong, while the other turned around and ran. However, he did not run away, but ran while crying for help, and went to look for other servants to help him.

From this point, it could still be seen that under the administration of this old servant and loyal uncle, the servants of Ji Mansion were still well managed and were not blindly managed by the foolish citizens.

This was extremely rare in the Elephant Clan Continent!

After all, when the entire Divine Elephant Plane of the Profound Sky Continent had reached a certain level of civilization, it was also because they had 'kept pace with the times' and did not use the ancient body covering system of the Profound Sky Continent on the servants. All the servants were paid monthly and yearly wages, so it was possible for them to leave at any time.

This course of action would naturally have both good and bad effects. There was no need to talk about the benefits, it was naturally for these servants. If it was in the ancient times, when the servants were under the control of the system, the life and death of these servants would be controlled by the host.

The bad thing about doing this was that it was towards the main house. After all, without the personal control of the servants, there was no way to control the life and death of the servants. The loyalty these servants had to the main house was naturally far from before.

Therefore, for this old servant to be able to raise two servants who were not part of the system to be so vigilant, it was naturally not an easy matter.

"Brother Qing!"

"Don't go, mistress!"

old woman had already noticed that something was amiss, she immediately rushed towards the dying Ji Xianqing.

The old servant, Uncle Zhong, did not stop the old woman. The old woman was normally busy with work, and had always been doing household chores and farming work, so her strength was naturally greater than the old servant's. The old servant, Uncle Zhong, was naturally unable to stop the old woman, but fortunately, Xiao Ji had stopped him in time and allowed the old servant, Uncle Zhong, to heave a sigh of relief.

Speaking of the Old Servant's loyalty, it was definitely because he was the most loyal to Old Master Ji. Then there was the Ji Family, and finally there was the playboy Ji Xianqing.

At this time, Xiao Ji, who represented the Ji Family's new future was right beside the old servant, Uncle Zhong. The old servant naturally protected Xiao Ji, preventing the Ji Family's new future from being injured by these three people of unknown origins.

"Clang!"

Just at this time, the old servant, Uncle Zhong, Xiao Ji and the old woman all seemed like they were pushed from behind, they couldn't help but to stagger forward two steps, following that, a 'clang' sound came from behind them, the old servant, Uncle Zhong, Xiao Ji and the old woman all turned their heads to look, only to see that the door behind them was already tightly shut.

Xiao Ji tried to pull open the door, only to discover that no matter how much strength the door had, he was unable to pull it open, and anxiously turned his head to look at his old servant, to indicate that he had pulled the door open wrongly. When his old servant shook his head, Xiao Ji could not help but despair, thinking that the three people in the room must be proficient in demonic techniques, to be able to control everyone, including his mother, into the bedroom.

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As for everything that had happened in the room, Ye Qinghan and Deng Jie could see it clearly through a very minute wisp of profound law.

There was a brown wooden tea table by the window, with two Grand Preceptor's chairs on either side. There were no sculptures on them, but the two Grand Preceptor's chairs looked extremely smooth, as if they had been molded as one. Without the craftsmanship of a top wooden master, it would have been impossible to make such a Grand Preceptor's chair.

Thus, with a single glance, one could tell that these two Grand Preceptor seats were no ordinary items.

On the other side was a large row of sculpted wardrobe with brass buttons. It was filled to the brim with a whole wall, as if it had been custom-made to fit the wall.

When they entered, the first thing they saw was an ancient, moon-shaped shelf with countless treasures on it. Half of it was filled with many different types of wine jugs and jugs, and the other half was filled with different wine jugs and wine jugs.

There was no alcohol in any of the wine jugs or jugs, but they were placed on an antique shelf as collectibles, which looked completely out of place with the rare antiques and antiques placed on the other side. From this, one could tell what kind of taste and hobby the owner of this bedroom, Ji Xianqing, had.

Further ahead, two half-opened windows could be seen, letting the air flow in, one could vaguely see a small courtyard full of plants, and looking back, one could see a seven feet long, six feet wide bed, on it was a pale white, eyes swollen, dying elder, which was Xiao Ji.

Although Ji Xianqing was lying on the bed, on the verge of death, unable to even move at all, his hair was meticulously combed. It was obvious that he was someone whose outer appearance was extremely attentive to his own.1

At this moment, when he saw his old servant Uncle Zhong bringing Xiao Ji and old woman over, he immediately raised his hand and pointed towards the three uninvited guests. They were Yuan Dongsheng, Lian Jin and Dong Laipeng.

The bedroom door was located in the center, and the arrangement of the room was laid out in a straight line. Thus, whether it was the old servant, Uncle Zhong, or Ji Xianqing, they could all see each other the moment they opened the door.

So it was also because of this that the three Profound Meaning Sage s, Yuan Dongsheng, and Dong Laipeng, were able to see each other clearly with a single glance.

At this time, Lian Jin and Dong Laipeng were sitting on two of the teachers' chairs beside the bed, and it was unknown where they got the good wine from, but three cups were placed on top of each other, and they were drinking together.

It was just that although Yuan Dongsheng's cup was also filled with jade-like wine, Yuan Dongsheng did not touch it. Instead, he walked over to the stand and looked at the display items on it.

While the dying Ji Xianqing was pointing at Yuan Dongsheng, because Yuan Dongsheng had the same interests as him, he seemed to be extremely interested in those jugs and jugs of wine that were out of place with antiques and antiques. From time to time, he would even pick out these jugs and jugs of wine to play with, which naturally made Ji Xianqing extremely dissatisfied.

After all, Ji Xianqing only had two hobbies in his life. One was beauty, and the other was good wine.

As for the wine jugs and jugs on the shelf, they were all treasures that Ji Xianqing had played around or obtained from famous wine houses. There were even some jugs of wine or jugs of wine that were left alone, and after drinking them all, he would no longer have any left, so Ji Xianqing could only use these jugs of wine to remember these treasured and lonely wine.

Now that Yuan Dongsheng had touched his heart, Ji Xianqing was naturally not willing to agree. Not only did he point at Yuan Dongsheng, he was even frowning and babbling nonstop. However, no one could understand what Ji Xianqing was saying either.

"Xiao Ji, you walked too slowly."

Yuan Dongsheng was still standing in front of the ancient rack, looking at the products in front of him, but he did not look at Xiao Ji, as he was situated right in front of him. He shook his head slightly, as if he had really been waiting for Xiao Ji for a long time.

"You're looking for me?"

Seeing that his old servant, Uncle Zhong, and his mother were looking at him with a questioning gaze, Xiao Ji was also at a loss. He was extremely sure that he had never met this person before, nor had he met the other two before, and he did not have any connections. However, he did not know why this person was able to say his name.

"Who are you?" "Why..."

The old servant was already experienced and knowledgeable, he knew that for Yuan Dongsheng to be able to say Xiao Ji's name so easily, he only needed to ask for more information from Xiao Ji's hometown, and it was absolutely impossible to say how powerful he was, adding that the other young servant had already gone to call for help, the old servant was not anxious at all. He was just about to question Yuan Dongsheng when he realized that he did not say anything.

No matter how much he tried to utter a word, he couldn't utter a single syllable, and it was even more difficult than those natural mutes. In any case, there were still plenty of natural mutes that could croak out a few sentences, unlike his current state, where he couldn't say a single word.

At the same time, the old servant knew that his current state was entirely because Yuan Dongsheng had cast some kind of unknown demonic technique, causing him to lose his voice. As for the reason why Yuan Dongsheng had done this, it was purely because he did not want to communicate with him.

And the person Yuan Dongsheng wanted to communicate with was obviously the Xiao Ji he spoke of, which meant that he was the future master of the Ji Mansion. Thinking of this, the old servant, Uncle Zhong, could not help but look towards Xiao Ji worriedly.

"I came for you, but not for you."

At this time, Yuan Dongsheng turned his body around, holding a snow-white crescent-shaped wine pot, he looked at Xiao Ji with a smile that was not a smile, and did not do anything to him, but Xiao Ji took the initiative to walk to Yuan Dongsheng's front step by step.

"What do you mean? "You're looking for me, not me. You can't be crazy, right?"

Xiao Ji was unable to control his body and was instantly enraged. He knew that Yuan Dongsheng must have a request from him and would definitely not easily touch him, thus, Xiao Ji immediately began to curse at Yuan Dongsheng unrestrainedly.

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