About three hours later, Hun Tiansheng's car slowly stopped downstairs of the hotel.
He got out of the car and went straight to the front desk to ask for the room number.
The front desk looked at him with an embarrassed look, "I'm sorry, sir. We can't reveal guests' privacy, nor can we reveal room numbers."
"I am her husband!" Hun Tiansheng clenched his teeth in anger, "I am not someone else!"
He originally wanted to go to the room quietly without disturbing Situ Xianxian's rest, and then take a look at her and leave.
As a result, the damn front desk didn't say anything.
I haven't told him my room number yet.
Should he call and ask Situ Xianxian in person? Wake her up?
It's really annoying.
He was so angry! .??.
After thinking about it, he sneered and called Mrs. Guan's husband directly. There was no need to wake up his wife, but he could wake up others.
"Hey! Who's calling in the middle of the night? Don't you know what time it is?" the middle-aged man's rough voice sounded, with anger that someone had disturbed his sleep.
"I am Hun Tiansheng." Hun Tiansheng's clear voice had a hint of coolness.
"What? Little Holy Master?" The middle-aged man's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he became energetic. He suddenly sat up from the bed, "Little Holy Master, it's so late, do you have any instructions?"
"I want to know which room my wife lives in. I'll give you five minutes." Hun Tiansheng said coldly.
"Your wife? Little Holy Lady? Oh, little Holy Lady and my wife went out to play together. Okay, okay, I will ask her now. Right now, please wait a moment." The middle-aged man said excitedly
Both hands are shaking.
This was a phone call personally made by the Little Holy Master!
He can go out and blow for a long time!
He hurriedly called Mrs. Guan again. Mrs. Guan was sleeping soundly when she heard her husband talking a lot. She was confused and couldn't understand, "What did you say?"
"I asked, where does the little Holy Lady live?"
"It's in room 7708! But she's not here now! She ran out to meet her friends, what's wrong? Why did you ask the little Holy Lady in the middle of the night?" Mrs. Guan yawned, "What's wrong with you?
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"Isn't it because the Little Holy Master is in the hotel lobby, asking questions! The Little Holy Master is here! Why don't you hurry up and greet him!"
Mrs. Guan’s head was buzzing and it exploded.
"Okay, okay, I'll go now."
Without thinking or daring to run out in her pajamas, she quickly changed into a dress and rushed into the elevator.
As soon as she got out of the elevator and came to the hotel lobby, when she saw Hun Tiansheng's tall figure, she was so frightened that she could hardly speak.
Especially when the man heard the footsteps, he turned around slowly, and that cold and handsome face came into view.
, handsome is really handsome, but cold is also really cold.
"I've seen...the little Holy Master." Mrs. Guan's teeth couldn't help but chatter, "The Little Holy Master...Madam, she..."
"Take me to her room." Hun Tiansheng said coldly.
Mrs. Guan glanced at him quickly and hesitantly, then lowered her head again, with a troubled expression on her face, "But..."
"But what? Didn't I go?" Hun Tianleng's sharp eyes fell on her, as if he were looking at ants.
The pressure suddenly dropped. Mrs. Guan shivered and hurriedly went to the front desk to get her room card. The waiter at the front desk was breaking out in a cold sweat.
As soon as she saw her landlady acting submissive, she was so frightened that she hurried over, "I'm sorry, little Holy Lord, I didn't know it was you who was here..."
Hun Tiansheng didn't even give her a look, and stepped directly into the elevator with his long legs.
Mrs. Guan also followed in cautiously, "Little... little... little Holy Lord..."
She really didn't expect that Soul Heavenly Saint would come running over in the middle of the night.
What is he doing here?
The little Holy Lady is not here... How will she do business after she enters the room?
She was in a state of confusion, and was so anxious that her heart was in a state of confusion.
Just when she was anxious and excited, the elevator dinged and the door opened.
Hun Tiansheng walked out with his long legs, and she followed suit with her head lowered in silence.
"Little... little Holy Master..."
She wanted to explain, to tell Soul Heaven Saint Situ Xianxian that she was not here at all.
But when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say.
Soul Tiansheng gave her a cold look, and she had no choice but to walk to the door of the room and swipe the card to open the door.
After opening the door to the room, the whole room was very dark without any light.
Mrs. Guan wanted to insert the card, but Hun Tiansheng had already taken a long step and walked towards the big bed in the middle of the room.
However, when he walked to the big bed, even though the room was dark, he could still see that there was no one on the bed.
The quilt on the bed is neatly folded!
His pupils suddenly tightened, he turned around suddenly, and glared at Mrs. Guan with burning eyes. Mixed with endless pressure, Mrs. Guan knelt down with a plop.
"Little Holy Master, please have mercy!"
"Where is my wife!" Hun Tiansheng felt his chest pounding. Where is Situ Xianxian?
Where did it go?
Why aren't you here?
"Yesterday the little Holy Lord
The madam said that she was going to see a friend, so... she left. I... I am a soft-spoken person, so naturally I dare not stop the little Holy Lady!" Mrs. Guan was lying on the ground shivering, her whole body shaking like a baby.
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"Friend?" Hun Tiansheng's face was extremely ugly, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.
The temperature in the entire room was like a Siberian cold wave.
"What friend?"
As he finished speaking, an invisible big palm suddenly shot out, directly clamping Mrs. Guan's neck, pulling Mrs. Guan up from the ground, and she was hanging in the air while struggling.
His face turned red from holding back, "No... I don't know... Little Holy Master... no... don't!"
"What kind of friend are they?" Hun Tiansheng asked again, and the big palm became tighter and tighter.
Mrs. Guan struggled painfully, pulling the big palm with painful hands, "I really don't know... Little Holy Master... I really don't know..."
"Crack!" A sound.
The big palm loosened its grip and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"If you let me know that you lied, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow morning." Hun Tiansheng left immediately after saying this.
Mrs. Guan lay on the ground and cried in embarrassment.
How could this happen...
After offending the little Holy Master, will their family still be able to gain a foothold in the Holy World in the future?
Hun Tiansheng got into the car directly after leaving the hotel.
The car shot out like an arrow from the string.
Except for a few members of the wives' group, Situ Xianxian had no other social contacts.
As for the friends who could let her sneak out to meet each other, except Ruan Su...
There is no second person!
Damn it, Ruan Su!
How dare you steal your wife from him!
To be continued...