"A man in a particularly weird dress?" the butler asked with a frown.

The security guard replied breathlessly: "The man said that he was from country Z and came to see the lady if there was something urgent."

Country Z?

"Did he say who he was?" the steward asked again.

The security guard quickly replied: "No, but his strength is so terrifying that I even suspected he was a god. He smashed the guardrail of the gate with one hand."

housekeeper:"......"

This strength is really a bit scary.

The housekeeper originally wanted to say something, but in his mind, he recalled the words Quan Jin left before leaving:

If anyone is looking for you, let them go!

Could it be...?

Are you talking about these people?

"Butler, what should I do?"

The housekeeper thought solemnly for a while, and then ordered: "Tell them that the lady is not in the Quan family."

"When I left, I left a message for them, telling them to get out."

"Go and answer the question."

But how could the housekeeper know?

Quan Jin calculated that it was the group of people from the central organization who came to save her from the competition on their knees, not the disciples of the ancient martial arts family.

The front door of Quan's house.

Three agents and a man with a pale face stood there.

Seeing the security guard coming out of the villa, he quickly asked: "How is it? Has Miss Quan Jin agreed to see us?"

"Miss is not at Quan's house," the security guard said seriously.

Three agents asked at the same time:

"When will Miss Quan Jin come back?"

Before the security guard could reply, the Guwu disciple said anxiously: "Give me the address and I'll find her!"

The security guard responded calmly: "I'm sorry."

"My young lady told you to get out when she left the Quan family! Four of you, please!"

What?

When the ancient martial arts disciple heard this word, his face instantly became embarrassed: "There are only a few people who dare to tell me to get out in front of me!"

Finished!

The ancient martial arts disciple suddenly turned his head and looked at the three agents: "Are you sure that this Quan Jin is not the person who killed my junior brother?"

So arrogant and arrogant!

"Sir, she is definitely not." The three agents nodded repeatedly.

"How old is Miss Quan Jin? She's not even eighteen yet."

"It's impossible to kill someone from the ancient martial arts family. They must have the same name."

Whether it is or not.

Let me excuse Quan Jin first.

The disciple of Gu Wu only knew that the person who killed his junior brother was named Quan Jin, but he didn't have time to understand who Quan Jin was.

Sudden!

"Ahem——"

The ancient martial arts disciple coughed several times while holding his injured chest.

"Forget it, I don't have time to pursue it anymore."

The ancient martial arts disciple softened his tone and spoke to the three agents: "I have no time, I must find her today!"

"I'll find a place to tend to the wound first."

Being a disciple of a dignified ancient martial arts family, being able to speak to them like this is already a very low status.

The three agents looked at each other.

Finally, he spoke: "You are seriously injured and can't run around for the time being. Let's go find Miss Quan Jin for help."

"Don't worry."

"Miss Quan Jin is so powerful, she can definitely help you find that person."

Hear the last words.

The disciples of Guwu couldn't help laughing at themselves: It has been seventeen years, and the Lord has not been able to find her. As a disciple, where should he start?

Except for the word "Quan Qing" and the red thread...

No more clues!

-

While three agents rushed to the Jiangcheng Monitoring Bureau to investigate Quan Jin's whereabouts.

The largest party hotel in Jiangcheng.

"My king should be arriving soon, right?"

Qingfeng stood at the door of the box, staring in the direction of the door.

"Breeze!"
Chapter completed!