Lu Nianli followed Lei Ling to the highest pavilion in Vientiane City.

The top floor.

Both sides of the corridor made of jade are hung with various treasures, weapons, paintings, books, music scores, porcelain, etc.

Although the arrangement is neat and orderly, it seems out of place because of the variety, which instead reduces the style of the entire attic.

At the end of the corridor, there is only one room, and the door is half-closed.

Lei Ling walked forward quickly and stood at the door and shouted respectfully.

"General President, Prince Lu is here."

"Please come in."

A hoarse voice came from inside the house.

"Your Majesty, come in." Lei Ling smiled, "I won't accompany you here. You can talk to the president for the rest."

"good."

Lu Nianli was not timid, so he pushed open the door and walked straight in.

The first thing that caught my eye was a man wearing a half-mask sitting on a wisteria-woven chair, looking back at him.

In front of the man, there was an undispersed scroll.

There is also a painting behind the man.

In the painting, there is a pair of Taoist couples. The man is elegant and gentle, and looks similar to the president wearing half of the mask. He should be the way he looked when he was young.

The women in the painting are also beautiful, with a fairy spirit and an outstanding temperament.

What a couple of fairy couples.

"Prince Lu, I have long admired my reputation." The president greeted him.

Lu Nianli clasped his fists and said, "The reputation of the president is truly thunderous."

"Please sit."

The president personally brewed a cup of tea for Lu Nianli.

The latter sat down leisurely, and just smelled the fragrance of the tea, he knew that the tea was extraordinary. At least it was a worldly treasure of the level of "low-end enlightenment tea".

He is worthy of being the president of the Baichao Chamber of Commerce, and he is indeed generous in his actions.

"This time I took the liberty to invite Prince Lu to come, please take care of him." The president was very polite, "I will introduce myself. My surname is Ximen, and my name is just a word Lang."

"I guess President Lei has already conveyed the meaning to the prince?"

"I disappointed the president. Those two paintings are of great significance to me, and I will not be sold." Lu Nianli said.

Simon Lang said calmly: "Everything depends on one fate. Although I like those two paintings, I have no fate with them, and I cannot force it."

He slowly uncovered the scroll on the table, "Please help me see, how about this painting?"

Lu Nianli's eyes fell on the scroll as he followed the words. Just a glance, he withdrew his gaze, "The painter's painting skills are no less than mine. Unfortunately, it is a landscape painting, and I can't comment."

Simen Lang was not surprised by this, but just explained: "This painting was made by a powerful man from the Blessed Land of the Immortal Sect. He spent a lot of effort to buy it."

The more Lu Nianli listened, the more confused he became.

I don't understand what this president wants to do.

The other party doesn't look like a person who likes to collect famous paintings. The collections hanging on both sides of the corridor are only a very small part of the scroll.

"Is the prince wondering why he has to spend all his time buying famous paintings in the next layman?"

Ximen Lang seemed to know what Lu Nianli was thinking and explained: "I will not hide it from the prince, this is related to the way of practicing."

"Dare you ask what the President has practiced?" Lu Nianli was quite curious.

"What I practice is more complicated, and it takes a hundred ways to break through the realm. Painting is just one of them. This is why the prince can see so many collections hanging on the corridor."

Ximen Lang laughed hoarsely, "I'm not afraid of the prince's jokes. Even I sit in the position of president of the Baichao Chamber of Commerce just to collect all kinds of treasures.

The prince's painting is a crucial part, otherwise he would not have spent such a big price to invite the prince to come."

Ji Baidao Director?

Lu Nianli thought about it, and the world is so great that it is really amazing.

Even such a bizarre way of practice have been involved.

He asked back: "The president told me this, aren't you afraid that I will raise the price? In the information collected by your chamber of commerce, I shouldn't be a good person, right?"

Ximen Lang smiled casually, "There are no good people and bad people in the world. I always believe that interests are the first priority. The things the prince does are just small fuss."

"There are countless people who are more cruel than the prince in the Immortal Sect."

"There are many big demons who sacrifice billions of creatures only for their own breakthrough."

"The legendary demon lord from the Nine Netherworld World tried to refine the nine heavens and ten earths, making countless righteous paths in the Immortal Sect’s blessed land frightened."

Simon Lang seems to have seen through the warmth and coldness of people's hearts.

In his eyes, except for his own interests, everything is illusory, including blood relatives.

He smiled and said, "Compared with that Demon Lord, the prince is a real good person."

Lu Nianli frowned slightly, always feeling that Simen Lang said this to brainwash him mentally, and this guy definitely did a lot of bad things behind his back.

"What the hell is the president wanting to say?" he asked straightforwardly without bothering around the bush.

"I just want to ask the prince to make a painting."

"I said! I only draw women, not men."

"I know below."

Ximen Lang said: "Prince, please come with me. I will never violate the principle of the prince. If this matter is done, the Chamber of Commerce will not take any penny of the 60% of the supplies sent to Beili in the future."

As soon as these words were said, Lu Nianli's surprise increased a little more.

What exactly does Simen Lang want to do at such a huge price?

Sitting in the room at this moment, he seemed to feel a bit cold.

"Prince, please come with me."

As he said that, Ximenlang stood up and the wall in the room turned out to be a secret door, with a different world inside.

The cold air that pierced into the bone marrow gushed out from the secret door.

Lu Nianli couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and felt something was wrong, but he still followed Ximen Lang into the secret door. If the other party really wanted to harm him, it would not be necessary who would kill him.

"The next scene may make the prince feel a little uncomfortable."

"Please acknowledge it."

Simon Lang is still so graceful and polite.

But the feeling that Lu Nianli has completely changed, like a murderer who seems to be harmless but actually has countless blood stains on his hands.

Standing at the secret door, Lu Nianli couldn't see the scene inside clearly.

The surging cold air enveloped him.

It was not until you walked inside that you could see the scene clearly. It seemed like an ice cellar with ice sculptures of all sizes.

Looking closely, these ice sculptures were all lifelike.

It should be made by a master with great attainment in carving.

Following Ximenlang all the way in, the more exquisite the ice sculptures went in, the narrower the road ahead, the colder the air became, and the quality of the ice sculptures became higher and higher.

Just as I was admiring, a faint smell of blood suddenly penetrated into my nose.

Even if it was fleeting, it was still noticed by Lu Nianli's keenness.

wrong!

His eyes suddenly turned and he looked at the ice sculpture not far ahead.

There was a person hidden in the ice sculpture.

A beautiful woman!

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?
To be continued...