What Huang Qi wanted to ask was, of course, whether the two of them represented Jinglin...

"I'm not." Fu Xiao denied bluntly.

"So who is she?" Huang Qi looked at Ji Yao again.

"Neither is she." Fu Xiao shook his head.

Huang Qi heard that it was not Jing Lin who came to trouble him. He just breathed a sigh of relief, but turned around and fell into deep thought again - So, what are the backgrounds of these two people?

Not to mention what Huang Qisi had figured out after thinking about it, the inexplicable conversation between the two people made Ji Yao frown.

"What are you talking about?" She was full of doubts at this moment, "It's not this, it's not that, what are you asking about? What on earth are you talking about?"

She licked it for a long time and felt that it had something to do with the Jinglin sect. Some details needed to be sorted out slowly.

Fu Xiao had a clear view of the two people's thinking expressions.

While Ji Yao and Huang Qi were confused and had no intention of looking at him, they quickly hid the four sticks they had been holding in their hands in the hidden bag around their waists.

It is a bit difficult to hide such a heavy and straight-looking thing in clothes, just to put it in accurately.

Besides, these four-section sticks and hidden pouches are no better than a knife with a scabbard, a sword with a scabbard, just extend your arm, aim it and stuff it in neatly.

This thing needs to be long and heavy. It needs to be put into a hidden bag first, and then adjusted to a suitable position where it won't hurt you or be discovered by others. It does take a lot of trouble.

I can't say that the posture is unsightly, but no matter how you wear it, it can't compare with the cool and unrestrained energy you feel when you take it out.

Fu Xiao has been doing this since he was a child, and he also cares about his image. Naturally, he doesn't want to be seen by others, otherwise he wouldn't do it when the two of them are distracted.

Fortunately, he has been doing this kind of thing for many years and has become proficient in it. He can adjust quickly and the twisting of his teeth is only temporary.

Before Ji Yao and Huang Qi came to their senses, he returned to his original appearance.

This was good, Fu Xiao no longer had any worries and was very lively. He pinched his waist and raised his chin at Huang Qi angrily: "If Jing Lin knew, someone would use their turtle breath technique to fish out sunken ships in the sea.

Do you know what the consequences will be if the goods are sold out?"

Ji Yao subconsciously said "tsk" twice, and then said: "Hey, I asked you how to move your business to such a shabby abandoned house, how dare you not see the light of day."

She only agreed with Fu Xiao's words, but she didn't expect that the moment she said these words, Huang Qi was quite frightened.

On the surface, Huang Qi's Qishui Pavilion sells various exquisite cultural objects, but only a small number of people know what kind of business it actually operates.

Those old and regular customers are just looking for a bargain and buy something from "overseas shopping" at a slightly cheaper price.

The quality of that thing is not inferior to that of what's on the market, but after all, its origin is unorthodox, and it's a good-looking person, so they won't talk about it openly.

Huang Qi thought that they must not have accidentally leaked the truth.

If you think about it from another perspective.

After the separation of Lao Huang's family, to be honest, the relationship between the families was not very good.

But after all, they still make a living by making firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Looking at all these shops, Huang Qi has found a new way to deal in rare items such as cultural toys.

It's completely outside the scope of peer competition, and they can't afford to go to such trouble to retaliate.

Huang Qi thought about it and thought it was bad. God knows how panicked he is now.

He had heard people say that sects in the world always pay great attention to their reputation.

His Turtle Breathing Technique was something he shamelessly learned by asking others to learn it. He had never paid homage to his ancestor.

To put it bluntly, this is stealing from others.

He was afraid that he was being targeted by people from Jinglin this time, so he secretly conducted an investigation, found out everything he had done over the years, and found someone to deal with him.

Otherwise, how could these two people already know the source of his goods before they saw the real ones...

Huang Qi was very desperate.

Now, Huang Qi could not think of any other explanation for why these two people came to his door, except that "these two people were specially sent by Jing Lin to deal with him."

He can't blame the sky or the earth. He can only blame himself for not using the technique on the right path, and being greedy and not knowing how to stop, which is why he made things so troublesome. Now that he was finally discovered, retribution has come.

Huang Qi no longer had any desire to survive, and just repeated "It's over".

He thought, maybe his life has come to an end.

"Hey, what does Boss Huang want?"

Fu Xiao had seen enough of the wonderful expression on Huang Qi's face. Seeing that he was in such a state that he was like a walking zombie, unable to carry on the rest of the conversation at all, he couldn't help but scratch his neck with the handle of a fan while thinking about it.

"It's up to you, I still..." Huang Qi said feebly: "I used my skills in places where they shouldn't be used. If you are ordered to do things, I will admit it whether it requires money or lives..."

Fu Xiao laughed twice, stretched out his hand and gave Huang Qi a crisp blow, and said sternly: "I told you I'm here to do business! Jinglin has their own way of dealing with it, what does it have to do with us?"

It was finally time to take action. Huang Qi held his head and cried miserably.

"You old man, what are you doing here crying?" Ji Yao really couldn't bear to watch anymore, turned sideways and looked up at the sky.

She finally saw that Fu Xiao was forcing a confession in disguise.

Regarding the "is it right" question between the two of them, Ji Yao finally understood.

Although she didn't know what kind of nepotistic relationship Huang Qi had with Tu Wu, she could tell from between the lines of Fu Xiao's words that Huang Qi's turtle breath technique was inseparable from Jing Lin.

Therefore, when he was exposed, his first thought was "Is he from Jinglin?"

Aren't they both?

From this point of view and rounding off, Huang Qi must have had contact with Tuwu after he returned to Xucheng. Otherwise, as a merchant, he would definitely not be able to learn this wonderful skill that is only popular in the land near the sea.

Ji Yao still has some brains and can figure it out.

But how could Huang Qi know what Fu Xiao's intentions were, so he just thought he was the damned King of Hell, and he just burst into tears.

"I think with his understanding, even if he cries till dark, he still can't guess what you are going to do." Ji Yao touched Fu Xiao with his arm and whispered to him: "Just ask him directly."

Fu Xiao nodded. He didn't expect Huang Qi to be so stupid.

His original design was that as long as he said "I will do whatever you want," he could then follow it with the sentence "I'm here to make a deal with you."

That is, if Huang Qi tells the truth from whom he learned the Jinglin Kung Fu, they will remain silent about the fact that he secretly learned it and abused it.
Chapter completed!