Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

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"When the incense is made with genuine ambergris, the green smoke rises into the air and condenses without dissipating when burned. Guests can use a scissor to separate the wisps of smoke. This is because it is the lingering fragrance of a mirage."

Hei Xiazi's tone carried a hint of amusement: "This incense, Little Fourth Master, is too expensive for me."

As he spoke, he casually raised his hand and gently fanned himself. With each breath, a lingering fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

"The incense smells good; it's been around for quite some time. It seems that the young master is quite the refined gentleman."

Chen Yan suddenly became curious about Hei Xiazi. What does this world mean to a person who has lived for so many years?

Can I ask you a question?

This surprised Hei Xiazi a little, but he smiled and said, "Of course, it would be even better if you paid me."

Chen Yan crossed his arms, rested his chin on them, and looked at Hei Xiazi, asking, "Tell me, what do the people of this world mean to you?"

Upon hearing this, Hei Xiazi fell silent, for he had not expected Chen Yan to ask such a question.

After a moment, Hei Xiazi suddenly laughed: "Little Fourth Master's question is interesting, but what's the big deal..."

Hei Xiazi thought for a moment and said, "Does Young Master Si really want to know?"

Chen Yan simply uttered, "One hundred per word."

Good guy.

Hei Xiazi immediately sat up straight, leaned forward slightly, and grinned as he opened the lid on Chen Yan, saying, "It's the human realm, isn't it?"

"Young Master, although I, the blind man, am a few years older than you..."

"How old are you?"

Chen Yan looked at him amusedly: "I'm not even worth a fraction of what you have, am I?"

Black Bear laughed and said, "That's not important. What's important is that I think this world is very interesting, really."

I can see that.

This person is deliberately padding the word count.

However, Chen Yan was not short of money, so he naturally wouldn't interrupt him. Instead, he looked at him with great interest: "Oh? Tell me more."

Hei Xiazi immediately understood that Chen Yan didn't care about money, and said frankly, "Actually, sometimes I wonder, what's so fun about this world?"

"But Fourth Master, life is all about enjoying it."

"Look at me, I'm blind, and I only have one little hobby: I love money. As long as I can make money, I feel quite happy..."

"Is it because of your eye condition?"

Chen Yan smiled at Hei Xiazi: "Your eye condition isn't incurable, but you haven't sought treatment because you know Wu Sansheng needs your eyes to help Wu Xie?"

"Hey Blackie, don't you think you're being a little too confident?"

Chen Yan tilted his head slightly, propping it up with one hand as he looked at Hei Xiazi: "You don't really think that even after fulfilling Master Qi's instructions and ensuring the stability of the Nine Gates, your eye condition can still be cured, do you?"

Black Glasses' eyes darkened, but the smile on his lips remained. He said, "Look at what you're saying, Fourth Master. I'm just a blind man. What Nine Gates? A blind man like me doesn't have that kind of ability."

"Heh~"

Chen Yan suddenly said, "What if I told you that a tiger could cure your eye ailment?"

Black Bear's face stiffened, his gaze sharpening as he looked at Chen Yan's smiling face and the subtle mockery flickering in his deep eyes.

Instead of retreating, Hei Xiazi moved closer to Chen Yan and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, you don't actually think I'd believe you just because your buddy is Mongolian or from the Unloading Ridge faction, do you?"

suddenly.

Chen Yan reached out his hand, and Hei Xiazi tried to dodge, but before he could get away from Chen Yan's hand, Chen Yan's index finger lightly tapped his sunglasses.

"Blind man, I heard from the old man that you've also attracted a female ghost."

"Has your eye condition worsened?"

"Tsk tsk, what a poor little thing."

His tone carried a hint of nonchalance, but more than that, it was arrogant, as if his eye disease and the female ghost were nothing more than trivial matters to him, which he viewed with disdain.

Chen Yan's lips curled up: "Blind man, Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen don't understand, Zhang Qiling has amnesia, only you are different."

"Oh? How am I different from a blind man?"

Hei Xiazi spoke calmly, looking at Chen Yan with suspicion in his eyes. What exactly did he want to do?

Chen Yan sat up straight, got up and walked around the table to the display shelf next to him. Hei Xiazi turned around and looked at him.

As he walked, Chen Yan's long legs were extremely pleasing to the eye.

Unfortunately, no one appreciated this scene.

Hei Xiazi's gaze was fixed on Chen Yan, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Chen Yan stood in front of the display shelf and gently tapped an item on it with his finger.

"Blind man, Zhang Qiling will lose his memory, but you won't."

"Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen won't live long, but you will."

"Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen will die. After Zhang Qiling loses his memory, you will be the only one who remembers what happened."

Chen Yan's fingertips traced the objects on the display shelf before moving to another display shelf: "So, no matter what happened in the past."

In the end, only you remember.

"Whether it's pain or pleasure."

"Warmth, happiness, disappointment, sadness..."

Chen Yan turned to look at Hei Xiazi, one hand in his pocket, and drawled, "Only you remember~"

Hei Xiazi remained unmoved as he looked at Chen Yan, even smiling slightly: "Young Master Si has quite the eloquence."

Don't worry.

Chen Yan walked to the desk: "I didn't intend to win you over. Winning you over wouldn't benefit me at all."

Chen Yan turned around and sat down, leaning back with one leg bent under the table, one hand in his pocket, and the other on the table.

After tapping the table a few times, Chen Yan looked at Hei Xiazi, his previously harmless expression vanishing, and said in a calm tone, "After all, I have no interest in playing hide-and-seek games."

Black Bear's heart skipped a beat. What did that mean? What was he going to do?

Before Hei Xiazi could figure out what to say, Chen Yan said, "Of course, if one day you go blind, I believe Meng Hu wouldn't mind if you sold yourself to someone else and healed you."

Hei Xiazi smiled and said, "Then I thank you in advance for your approval, Fourth Master."

Chen Yan raised an eyebrow at Hei Xiazi: "You're quite an interesting person."

"Young Master, what are you saying? I'm just bored."

Hei Xiazi answered every question flawlessly, but what he didn't know was that Chen Yan didn't need him to reveal anything.

I called him here just to confirm my suspicions.

Although Hei Xiazi didn't reveal anything, Chen Yan's observations of him, including his aura and micro-expressions, proved that his guess was correct.

Wu Sansheng and Xie Lianhuan really did plan just as he said.

Hei Xiazi did indeed know the entire process.

Chen Yan tapped on the table, the door was pushed open, and Lao Jiu came in.