While Du Ming spoke, he took out the silver notes from the storage bag, including the silver notes traded with Xia Wuji in front. He held them respectfully with both hands, stepped forward a few steps, and placed them on the low table with a few points.

The old man glanced at him and nodded.

“Good done.”

"Mr. Xie Guo praised it! This is what I should do."

Du Ming did not dare to take credit, so he bowed respectfully and clasped his fists.

The old man looked up at him and said, "Although the business has been completed, you have committed a big taboo."

Du Ming felt a stern in his heart, and he quickly bowed and asked again, "I am stupid, please tell me Mr. Guo."

The old man said calmly: "The reason why Wanxiang Tower can blossom everywhere in the Great Chu State, and even in the Great Zhou Dynasty, has many branches and a great reputation, is that we never mix too many personal feelings in our business, and treat everyone consistently."

"Although the Xia family is in a downturn, as long as it does not perish for a day, it will be our customer for a day."

"But after you learned that Xia Chenxiao was dead, you obviously had a different feeling about the young master of the Xia family. Not only did I feel this, but I guess even the young master of the Xia family also felt it."

"This is not advisable in doing business, and it is even more taboo in the operation of a large chain chamber of commerce like Wanxianglou."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"You think the young master of the Xia family has no way to go, but who can tell the truth about the world?"

"The founders of our Wanxiang Building were also facing a situation where they had no way out, but in the end they created such a huge family business?"

"When the leader of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Mo Jingtian, got the opportunity when his whole family was dead, and finally soared into the sky, slaughtering forty-three families, a total of 34,000 people, opening up the way to kill demons and cross an era."

"Fu Qingsong, the seven-grabber killer of Songhai Pavilion, Tan Qing, the owner of Qinglong Academy of Sihai College, and Zhang Xiaosheng of Rufeng Garden, who was not reborn in the face of desperate situations, thus gaining strong power and dominating the world."

"Are there fewer examples in ten years, he or she will have ten years, he or she will have? "

Du Ming was sweating profusely when he heard this, and his back was already wet.

He immediately knelt down on the ground with a plop, looked ashamed, and said, "Old Guo, Du Ming knew he was wrong."

The old man's sharp eyes returned to calm and said lightly: "Do you know that your eighth-grade spiritual root can clearly be cultivated to the tenth level of the Qi Training Realm, and even have a chance to build a foundation, but why have you been practicing for so many years still at the fifth level of the Qi Training Realm?"

Du Ming suddenly shook all over and looked up at the old man with a warm look, and said earnestly: "Please teach me Mr. Guo!"

The old man nodded and said, "It's not that you lack resources or that you don't have enough talent for cultivating immortals, but that you're too deeply involved in the world."

"We cultivate immortals, and entering the world is to be born. However, the world is rolling around. If you enter too deeply and cannot extricate yourself, it has already blinded your spiritual nature of cultivating immortals. Cultivating immortals means cultivating the mind. If the original mind is deeply trapped in the quagmire and cannot be transcended, how can you transcend and become an immortal?"

After saying something was enlightenment, Du Ming suddenly realized.

"Thank you Mr. Guo for your advice!"

Then he kowtowed, but gave a big gift to the old man.

The old man accepted it calmly and then closed his eyes.

Du Ming stood up, took a few steps back carefully, then opened the door and gently closed the door and left.

In the room, Guo Shiqi opened his eyes, sighed slightly, and said to himself: "Managing a branch requires teaching people the principle of self-cultivation. Alas, it is really not easy to be a branch manager~"

Then he picked up a stack of silver notes on the table and nodded with satisfaction.

"The business was good early this morning. It seems that the harvest today will not be bad. If this continues, the income of the branch of Blue Moon City this month will exceed that of Old Man Li, Xiangling City..."

Thinking of rewarding Yuanyang Dan in the middle of the year, Guo Shiqi suddenly became a little anxious.

With Yuanyang Pill, the Golden Pill Realm will have hope...

...

After coming out of Wanxiang Building, the streets have gradually become lively.

Xia Wuji didn't wander around, so he went back directly.

When he got home, he saw Xia Hu chopping firewood in the kitchen yard, while Qiu Yue was standing at the entrance of the restaurant with her hands crossed, watching Xia Hu busy.

Apart from his slightly pale face, he was not seriously injured.

"Qiuyue, how is it?"

Xia Wuji asked with a smile.

"The young master is back."

Xia Hu grabbed the axe with one hand and the wood with the other, and greeted Xia Wuji with a smile.

Yun Qingyao turned her head and looked at Xia Wuji with her water-cut eyes.

This is the predecessor Xia Wuji... she looks good.

However, if she knew that the young master in front of her had grabbed a pair of sinister hands early in the morning, she would not know if she still thought the other person was good-looking.

"Xia Wuji."

As soon as Yun Qingyao said something, not only Xia Wuji was stunned, but even Xia Hu was stunned.

"Little sister, what were you just talking about?"

Xia Hu stopped what he was doing, thinking that he had missed.

"I said Xia Wuji."

Yun Qingyao said again.

She knew that her words would definitely shock the two men in the family.

But she had to do so.

Although she was reborn as the lowest level, she was determined to start from the lowest level and go through the worldly world to temper her heart.

But she won't be a slave.

From the moment I was preparing to practice immortality, my heart of Tao has been deeply planted.

Cultivators need to control their own destiny, so how can they become slaves to others?

Not only that, she must even have her own name, and she must not call the name of a servant like Qiuyue.

Therefore, the first step is to change your identity.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

Xia Hu was immediately angry.

He knew that this sister was more prone to her character on weekdays, but no matter how she jumped, she couldn't get out of her name.

This girl is so brave!

"Kneel down! Acknowledge your mistake to the young master!"

Xia Wuji waved his hand and said, "It's not a problem, it's all a family."

"That's not OK! She must kneel down and admit her mistake! A ghost is confused about his mind, which is simply outrageous!"

Xia Hu's face was full of anger.

Then he put down his things, walked to Yun Qingyao, stared at her, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't kneel down yet!"

Yun Qingyao had long expected this.

She glanced at Xia Hu, then turned to Xia Wuji, and said seriously with a little face: "Young Master Xia, from today on, I will leave my slave family."

Um?

Xia Hu was stunned.

Could it be that this girl was really hurt by the ghost?

I suddenly became worried.

But his face was still full of anger and he immediately said angrily: "Xia Qiuyue!!!"

"The whole village suffered a plague back then. If the young master hadn't passed by and dug out the dead, we would have died long ago! Have you forgotten all of them?"

"The young master and his wife not only did not dislike us, but took us back to Lanyue City, but also took us in, teaching us to read and write, and teach us how to practice. But today you dare to say such ruthless and ungrateful words. Let's see if I won't beat you to death today!"
Chapter completed!