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Chapter 72 Eager to see her younger boyfriend?

Seeing that Cheng Mai was staring at him, Shang Xingjian didn't think there was anything wrong with his question. "I'm getting old, my memory isn't as good as it used to be."

Cheng Mai looked around, wondering if he could kill someone here to silence them.

However, Shang Xingjian didn't explain the information about Qin Mai, Shen Yuanbai, and others to Cheng Mai in detail, claiming that her abilities weren't yet at the level to hear the story.

Cheng Mai really wanted to hit someone this time, so why did he ask me to ask?
Despite his busy schedule, Shang Xingjian was in a good mood.

Cheng Mai got up to look for the display case. He figured he might as well see what treasures were inside that he could sell to make money. Otherwise, the money he earned wouldn't even be enough to feed himself.

Shang Xingjian continued grilling whatever he wanted to eat, letting Cheng Mai explore as he pleased.

Cheng Mai discovered that the merchant house had a lot of random things stored up, including pots and pans, as well as many musical instruments, chess pieces, calligraphy and paintings, all piled up in a corner. On the display cabinet were various exquisitely carved bottles, any one of which could be auctioned for hundreds of millions.

Several scrolls were scattered on the ground. Cheng Mai bent down to pick them up. He had seen paintings signed by Shang Xingjian before, and there should be some paintings here that he painted himself.

For example, his ex-wife.

Torn between opening or not, Cheng Mai's eyes were heavy, as if he were deciding whether to sign a cooperation agreement worth hundreds of millions.

How could she have become like this?
"Beauty corrupts people, and Shang Xingjian is a menace." Cheng Mai cursed as he picked up the scrolls from the ground and stuffed them all into a painting vat without opening them.

She and Shang Xingjian were never from the same world. She just happened to borrow the consciousness of the God of Wisdom, which was useful to Shang Xingjian and the others, so they protected her.

"Cheng Mai, don't overthink it!" Cheng Mai reminded himself silently, then turned to look at something else.

The crystal and glass bottles on the display shelf look expensive; they wouldn't sell even if you took them out. There are also white jade cups, glass lamps, and so on.

One of the lamps was shaped like a star, but the wick inside wasn't a normal one; it looked like something was floating.

Cheng Mai took the lamp with curiosity, and to his surprise, it lit up.

What floated inside was—a galaxy!
This lamp is not large, but it seems to contain the entire Milky Way galaxy; when turned on, it reveals a magnificent and beautiful scene.

"This was something Jupiter casually grabbed from the Milky Way on my birthday. That person was incredibly lazy." Shang Xingjian leaned against a nearby display shelf while eating meat skewers, seemingly still rebuking his long-deceased friend for being too stingy.

Cheng Mai immediately put the lamp back, and the Milky Way disappeared.

"I'm giving you a gift, not poison, so you should be grateful."

"What a coincidence, that's exactly what she said back then."

Cheng Mai continued looking at other things. Whenever she became interested in something, Shang Xingjian could tell her its origin. Cheng Mai finally understood that the cleanest-looking shelf in the museum contained gifts given to her by the other eleven true gods.

Many things here are covered in dust, but this place is different.

Merchant Jian must miss his friends, his true friends, very much.

Shang Xingjian often said that he had lived for too long, and it would be too difficult if he didn't find something interesting to do.

Everything in the world is under his control.

Only the true gods of the Void Mirror could be called his true friends, but they are all gone.

Shang Xingjian must be very lonely. "Hey, what are you thinking about?" Shang Xingjian stuffed a meat skewer into Cheng Mai's mouth, and immediately said when Cheng Mai glared at him, "Beef, you can eat it."

Cheng Mai gripped the bamboo skewer and took a big bite. This kind of person is never lonely; he has a lot of wicked tastes.

"What did you mean when you said I wasn't capable enough?" Cheng Mai asked, eating a meat skewer.

“Your mind isn’t fully developed yet. With your reckless nature, if you actually find out something, you’ll just have to go to the enemy camp and throw your life away.” Shang Xingjian didn’t hide anything. “I could be a hero and rescue you all by myself, but the price would be too high. You’re not worthy.”

As soon as Shang Xingjian finished speaking, he seemed to know that Cheng Mai was about to make a move, and jumped three meters away. "Look, look, you had to ask. You get angry when I tell you the truth. You have such a bad temper. You need to change it."

Cheng Mai coldly looked at Shang Xingjian, "Did God let you live because you're too talkative? Even after you've perished, your mouth is still floating in the air, is that it?"

"Hahaha, I think what you said makes sense. When I disappear again, I'll definitely ask if that makes sense." Shang Xingjian laughed loudly.

The word "annihilation" was uttered so easily.

Cheng Mai was touched by those two light words, as if a small hand had gently grasped his heart and then vanished in an instant.

Meanwhile, the merchant in the nearby shop started eating again.

Cheng Mai: "..." Is he a pig?
Shang Xingjian sat on a recliner, a can of cola in his left hand and a piece of barbecue in his right. "This is a delicacy, I never get tired of it."

Okay, confirmed, it's a pig.

Cheng Mai continued to look at the display shelf, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that names were engraved on the bottom, clearly hand-carved rather than engraved with magic.

Cheng Mai glanced again at the merchant Jian who was happily vacationing over there. If only that man didn't have a mouth.

Oh, then he probably won't be able to enjoy his meal as much.

Forget it, he's an old man who's been around for millions of years, let him eat.

Their vacation didn't last long. Shen Luo sent a message saying that things were almost resolved, but Cheng Mai had some issues with his father that needed to be handled by Cheng Mai himself, and Cheng Ying had run away again.

"What? Is she a centipede or a groundhog that can burrow?" Even if Cheng Ying were a ghost, she wouldn't have the ability to be an evil ghost. How could she have escaped from a battlefield where hundreds of ghosts were fighting?
"She must have been taken away by someone. I now suspect that there is something on Cheng Ying that we overlooked, but the person behind it needs it."

Cheng Mai knew very little, so he could only look to Shang Xingjian.

"He's just a kid, he's gone, he's gone." Shang Xingjian didn't seem to care.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. Long Xu also went to your house. He went there early this morning, crying and begging to see you. It was so embarrassing."

Shang Xingjian immediately dropped her nonchalant attitude and looked at Cheng Mai meaningfully, "Your little boyfriend is quite clingy. He rushed over as soon as he heard you were in trouble."

"That's nothing compared to your ex-wife. The first thing she did when something happened was to sue her lover for stealing the child," Cheng retorted without thinking. "Still eating? I'm leaving."

"So eager to see your boyfriend?" Shang Xingjian put away her barbecue set and retorted, "Going there so early in the morning, where does he live? You got the information pretty quickly."

She didn't really know where he lived, but she knew that Shang Xingjian's mouth was truly poisoned.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's go."

The two left the Qiankun bag and came out of the backyard of the villa. Cheng Mai had just arrived when she heard Long Xu running over, crying and wailing, "Mai Mai, you scared me to death."