Kyoto Lanzhuzhai.

Ji Tian asked Uncle Zhou to park the car at the door and wait for her. She made up an excuse to buy an antique for Ji Lingyun's birthday.

Uncle Zhou: "...Isn't Mr. Ji's birthday next March?"

"Ao, remember to hang out, I'll send it to my second brother, I'll walk around and come out."

Uncle Zhou looked at Ji Tian’s figure in shock. If he remembered correctly, the second young master’s birthday will be next year...

The receptionist of Lanzhuzhai is also an old face. Lao Qian, who once appeared in Omxiang Town, had a respectful attitude: "Miss Ji, our boss is waiting for you upstairs."

Ji Tian walked up directly and met the legendary boss of Lanzhuzhai. He seemed to love the Chinese style. His clothes were wearing a silver-blue Tang-style orchid pattern, and a pair of gentle glasses. His hair was dyed silver, his facial features were elegant like orchids, and his lips were rosy.

At this time, he sat cross-legged in front of a small square table with tea utensils on it, and he was cooking tea.

Ji Tian sat directly opposite him, but she did not sit cross-legged completely, but instead sat comfortably with one leg bent and knee-bearing.

"Miss Ji, I have been obsessed with Daming for a long time, and finally I saw you myself." Lin Shihuan said, shaking the teacup and poured a cup in front of Ji Tian: "Taste the tea I cook first."

Ji Tian did not have the pleasure of tasting tea. She picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. After that, she smashed her mouth. Isn’t this the taste of tea, how else should she taste it?

Then he praised him with little thought: "It's good, delicious."

Lin Shihuan: “…”

He couldn't help laughing: "I thought you, the upper class socialites, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and tea, you gave me a different first impression."

"Tea tasting is an elegant thing that literati and scholars are passionate about. I am not suitable for being romantic and romantic. The smell of money is suitable for me." Ji Tian narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Don't waste time, talk about auctions, and give me money regardless of success or failure, otherwise I won't do it."

Lin Shihuan took a sip of tea and took out a piece of document from under the table: "It's ready, I won't lie to you. This family heirloom order comes from the ancient martial arts Zeng family who moved overseas. This aristocratic family was in full swing before, but was later dispersed by Yinman, the founder of Yunzhihai. It has never appeared again. I heard that I was preparing to participate in the Gaowu competition two years later. At that time, all the alliance organizations in the world and the four ancient martial arts families that live in seclusion will be dispatched."

Ji Tian frowned slightly: "What's the use of this family heirloom order?"

Lin Shihuan smiled slightly: "The elite troops who can directly control the Zeng family are all recognizing orders but not people. This tradition has been passed down for thousands of years and is considered to be an ancient tiger talisman. However, this kind of thing is generally kept by the heads of various aristocratic families. I don't know why it was obtained by the Wen family."

As he said that, he took a picture to Ji Tian: "This is a picture of the heirloom order, please recognize it."

The picture shows a token made of bronze with the word Zeng written on it.

"This is Yinman. She has been missing for twenty years, and the Cloud Sea Alliance is probably disbanded."

He handed over another photo. The girl on it was wearing a silver fox mask, her black hair was tied with a red hairband, a wide silver-red jacket, a baseball bat on her shoulders, and a trophy in one hand.

In a simple picture, Ji Tian felt the freedom and cool temperament of the girl in the photo.

"This is the only photo she left behind twenty years ago. No one knows what she looks like. At that time, the Cloud Sea Alliance was more popular than the so-called ancient martial arts family. Unfortunately, she disappeared." Lin Shihuan said with regret. He missed the peak of martial arts in the world. Now it is difficult for all families to find an excellent successor.

Therefore, due to the end of the Yinman era, the global Gaowu competition was directly suspended and revised, and it was not started again two years later.

They were beaten up by a girl who was only nineteen years old.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Ji Tian asked.

Lin Shihuan raised her eyes and looked at her, smiling slightly: "It's fake Yinman's appearance. I've attended the auction. The news has been released. I will send bodyguards to protect you. You don't need to do more. Just pretend to be as arrogant as you can."

"Puff." Ji Tian sprayed out a mouthful of tea and turned the direction in time to avoid sprinkling Lin Shihuan's face.

"Ahem, you told me to pretend to be a big shot? Are you crazy? Or is it a fool who is attending the auction? A person who has been missing for twenty years suddenly popped up, who would believe it?"

Lin Shihuan was calm: "You have said that you have been missing for so long, but who knows whether you are real or fake? You have used her name to act. If you get the heirloom order, no one can find you. At the same time, it can also make those families who are preparing to participate in the world's Gaowu family feel a little nervous after two years, so as not to slack off. Why not do it?"

Ji Tian: "..."

"Anyway, you won't suffer any loss. Yinman's temperament was so good at trying, but he wouldn't be fooled. He always beat people to be beaten and was very rampant. This character is easy to control. Five million, whether it is successful or not, will you accept it?"

If she is found by her younger brother, will she be beaten to death?

Finally, under the temptation of five million, she nodded and decided to make this vote. She would do it even if she pretended to be bking.

"See you in five days."

After the negotiations were made, Ji Tian left.

On the way home, she also searched for "Yinman".

I found that there were very few reports about her online. The most terrifying thing was that no one knew what she looked like, and spread her like a god. Those hidden families were defeated so hard that they dared not come out.

It is conceivable that the Yinman appears again this time, and how much it will be to the aristocratic families that are about to participate in the global high-mart competition. It can only be said that Lin Shihuan is very rude and wants to pretend to be Yinman.

She took out her cell phone, clicked on Qin Jiangsheng's chat box, and greeted her daily every day: [What are you doing? It's cold, I'll invite you out to have hot pot, will you go?]

After a while, Qin Jiangsheng replied: [Go, wait for me for half an hour.]

Ji Tian sent him the location of the hot pot restaurant: [Come quickly, I'm hungry.]

At this time, at the top floor of a building in District A3, Heicheng.

After Qin Jiangsheng replied, he put his cell phone in his pocket.

Mo Jiu glanced at him lightly: "Is there anything wrong?"

Qin Jiangsheng nodded coldly: "Well, a little bit, in five days, I will participate in the role of "Q of Spades". Master Jiu, I brought the token back and officially withdrew from the organization."

"Tsk." Mo Jiu tskated lightly: "What are you doing in such a hurry? I have been raising you for a year, and you can't wait to leave me?"

Qin Jiangsheng frowned slightly, and Mo Jiu smiled and said, "Take the family heirloom order back is just your bargaining chip for leaving the organization. After that, I will let you withdraw slowly. You are leaving now. Where can I find someone to take your position?"

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