In less than half a moment, a whistling sounded outside the hall, and three figures entered the hall side by side.

The first person was sitting in a wheelchair. It was the white-haired young man who had previously reported the task. Next to the young man was a short old man with gray hair, but he was energetic, rosy complexion, and a pair of tiger eyes. He could tell that he was a generous person at first glance.

Next to the old man was a young woman wearing a white shirt, beautiful hair like a waterfall, and graceful figure, which attracted imagination. Unfortunately, this woman was wearing a white veil on her face and could not see her true face.

"City Lord, are you back so soon this time? I wonder what instructions do you have to call us here?" The white-haired young man in the wheelchair looked at Shen Luo next to him and spoke first.

"Why are there only you three, Mei and Manbo?" the young master frowned.

"Man Bi was refining the order sent by the East China Sea Dragon Palace not long ago in Bailian Hall, and he was unable to come here for a while. As for Mei, he was still cleaning up the spice manor." The white-haired young man looked helpless.

"It's okay if Man Bo has something to do. Mei is getting more and more courageous. He will do his own thing and ignore the affairs of the Presbyterian Council. He will remove it and find other elders to add it in!" The young master said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I will convey the city lord's meaning to him later." The white-haired young man rubbed his head, as if he had a headache for that girl...

"Ahhhh, it's such a big injustice! Who said I didn't come? I've stood here for a long time, and none of you noticed me." A voice suddenly sounded, shocking everyone in the hall, including Chen Luo.

Looking at the place where the sound came, a purple robe appeared on a windowsill on the left side of the hall.

This man has a slender and upright figure, with wide shoulders, and looks like a man, but his face is like white jade, his phoenix eyes are delicate, his red lips are tender, and his cheeks are covered with a little blush, which gives people a unique powdery smell of women, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

A strange dark mist was surrounded by the purple robe, making the area extremely dark, like a shadow, but it was inconspicuous at all, completely blocking the spiritual consciousness of everyone in the hall.

"Hinting Xiang? It seems that you have finally made it up." The young master looked at the man in the purple robe and raised his eyebrows.

The white-haired young man, a short old man, and a masked woman, all her eyes lit up when they heard this.

"Hidden Trace?" Chen Luo silently recited the name in his heart, and his spiritual sense spread toward it, but he could not sense the existence of the person in the purple robe. The area seemed to be nothing.

He was unsurprised. This method of hiding traces was almost as good as the gray cloak. According to the words of Master Xiao and others, it seemed to be a spice effect. There were such magical spices in the world.

"Hehe, that's of course! I've been in the past ten years!" The man in purple robe spoke proudly, with a yang in his voice, and he still couldn't tell the difference between men and women.

"Haha, Elder Mei is such a good method! He actually restored the long-lost hidden fragrance with a spice residue. With this fragrance, it is much more convenient for our Tianji City disciples to go out to perform missions and need to hide their tracks. I admire it!" The short old man stroked his beard and laughed.
Chapter completed!