Chu Qingge was a little restless tonight.

I always feel that my eyelids are beating and I feel a sense of anxiety rising from the depths of my heart.

Also, from time to time, I feel my neck is chilly. What does it mean?

After dinner, she went to the yard downstairs and patrolled each corner one by one.

The masters live upstairs, yards below, front and back yards, and their guards.

The guards dressed simply, looking like they were ordinary business trips, and they hired thugs.

But why do you always feel something is wrong in the guards’ team tonight?

Qingge suddenly stopped, turned around, staring at the guard in the corner who was sitting with the others, gnawing steamed buns and beef jerky.

He was wearing a light gray outfit, the same as other guards. The styles were obviously the same, but it felt a little different.

Qingge narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly he walked over quickly and said in a tight voice: "You, come with me to patrol the upper floors."

The guard's tall body shook slightly, and he did not look up, but stood up and followed her with his head down.

Chu Qingge is now dressed as a guard, wearing her homemade inner heightened boots.

He was originally only about 1.6 meters tall, but after wearing these long boots, he immediately turned into a figure of over 1.75 meters.

In addition, he was wearing a somewhat loose protective suit and his disguised makeup, and he really looked like a man.

When he walked to a guest room on the second floor, Qingge suddenly pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

The man behind him also followed quickly, and immediately closed the door after entering the door.

"Mr. Murong, I don't remember when I arranged you in my team."

Qingge turned around and stared at his drooping face.

Knowing that he could not escape her eyesight, Murong Xu had no choice but to raise his head and meet her gaze.

"Sorry, lord, I'm just... a little worried."

"Are you worried that I am not capable enough or that I have ulterior motives?"

Murong Xu did not answer this question, maybe, there were all.

"What exactly is the tribute? You know?"

"I don't know." Murong Xu knew it himself, and these words were full of flaws.

So, he knew.

"Then are you sure that the tribute in the hand of the 'City Lord' next door is real?"

When Chu Qingge asked this question, there was always a smile on the corner of his lips.

The smile-smile made Murong Xu feel a sudden heart, and suddenly she was scared into a cold sweat.

"This... I thought it must be true."

Could the tributes that Chu Qingge personally guarded are still fake?

If it is fake, then where is the real tribute?

Suddenly, a figure flashed through Murong Xu's mind. The white dress was covered in fairy spirit, but she was unparalleled indifference.

Mr. Li Ye of Zhaixing Villa!

He did not forget that on the ring that day, Chu Qingge's martial arts were obviously not as good as Li Ye.

But for some reason, Li Ye suddenly left and gave up the position of the city lord to Chu Qingge.

But later, Chu Qingge moved into Zhaixing Villa.

They sent countless people to inquire, but they failed to find out the background of the people in Zhaixing Villa.

A group of people who appeared out of thin air, a group of martial arts masters who are completely unseen.

The most important thing is that they and Chu Qingge are obviously in the same group.

If the tributes from Chu Qingge here are fake, the tributes from Master Li Ye are real...

This is completely possible!

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Chapter completed!