In front of the hall, his eyes were wandering around, his posture extremely relaxed.

He is naturally Fu Dongxu, the leader of Jingshi Tai, who has now been reinstated. He indeed does not feel dangerous in Diaohai Tower today. This arrogance is natural.

Chen Zhitao stood up in front of the statue of the Patriarch, turned around, looked directly at the uninvited guest who came outside the door, took one step forward, and faced him.

He was neither humble nor arrogant, and bowed his head gently: "Master Fu! Chen Zhitao, the owner of Diaohai Tower, would like to express my greetings. Please give my regards to the emperor of your country."

"It's easy to say." Fu Dongxu said with a bright face and a relaxed smile: "Master Chen is a person who understands etiquette! Many people can no longer write these four words of gratitude."

According to Qin Zhen's past temper, if Fu Dongxu stabbed her face to face, she would never be able to relieve her anger until Fu Dongxu was stabbed a few times. Today, she just stood silently, like a thin piece of paper floating in the wind.

"I often ask myself - do you want to solve problems, or create problems? So I don't want to be rude. Arrogance, sarcasm, and emotional venting will not help the matter itself." Under this situation, Chen Zhitao became more outward-looking.

He took a step forward and looked directly at Fu Dongxu: "I wonder what Chief Fu is thinking?"

Fu Dongxu smiled: "Master Chen really has a first-class character, and what he said makes sense! Indeed, we need to solve problems, not create them."

He also bowed to Qin Zhen and expressed his apology, and then said: "To be honest, I came to Little Crescent Island this time just to solve the problem."

He looked into Chen Zhitao's eyes and emphasized: "On behalf of the Central Dajing Empire, solve this problem."

Qin Zhen remained silent and maintained Chen Zhitao's authority as the poster.

Chen Zhitao just looked at Fu Dongxu and said slowly: "The best attitude is the attitude of solving problems. But I don't know... what is a 'problem' in Jing Guo's eyes?"

We are not afraid that Jingguo will solve the problem, but we are afraid that Jingguo will regard Diaohai Tower as a problem.

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Fu Dongxu had a smile on his face: "Master Chen is a wise man, why not take a guess?"

At this time, the glow on his face drained away for a moment, gathering into a group of light in front of him. From the group of light, a brilliant figure walked out.

Chongguang, the first elder of Diaohailou, stood between Chen Zhitao and Fu Dongxu.

There was light on his face, and he was always in the light. The mirror light that Fu Dongxu carried with him was driven away again and again by him.

There was no emotion in his eyes, and he took the initiative to speak: "Let me guess - Diaohai Tower? Zhenhai League? Jueming Island? Qi State?"

Although Diaohailou is in decline, its owner should not be taken lightly.

Chen Zhitao couldn't play mysterious guessing games with others, so Chongguang would rather do it by himself.

Fu Dongxu clasped his hands behind his back and said proudly: "In the eyes of Master Chongguang, is the structure of the world's greatest empire just limited to this?"

"Maybe more, but I don't know." Chongguang said cautiously: "What else is going on in these offshore islands that deserves your visit in person, Fu Dongxu?"

"Me? Haha! In this great event, I am just a pawn!" Fu Dongxu laughed twice, then looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "My great scene is based in the middle region, majestic in the world. Looking east, you can see There is only one thing that can be called a 'problem'——"

"Did Chief Fu mean 'Canghai'?" Chongguang asked, raising his eyebrows.

Fu Dongxu waved his sleeves: "Of course!"

Rumble!

Thunder rang overseas.

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First there was a few thunders, then a downpour of rain.

Raindrops hung like curtains in front of the eaves.

Even if my eyes pass through the rain curtain, I can't chase the free swift, but I am still trapped and locked in the palace.

Under the cobweb-dusted eaves of the palace, Jiang Wuyou stood against the wall, like a slender and plump goddess statue. It was the only bright scenery in this dark palace.

She didn't speak, just watched the rain.

Just like that day many years ago, I quietly waited for the news of my biological mother's death.

At that time, the adoptive mother Ning Guifei said that a very important person had left.

At that time, she pulled out her dagger and danced like a flying swallow through the rain. She seemed not to know that it was her mother who died.

Of course she was very sad at that time, but she didn't understand the meaning of death.

She just knew that there was someone she couldn't see again.
Chapter completed!