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Chapter 170: It’s shameful to escape, but it’s really useful!(2/2)

"But that's not right. I'm really not interested in your granddaughter. It's her who plots evil against me."

Now that I’ve said it, it’s not so fast, right?

Maybe it's just a coincidence?

"Speaking of which, I wonder how the conversation between Shirin and the others went?"

Thinking of this, Ning Feng had to admit that he was still a little expectant and nervous.

Ning Feng raised his thumb and flicked the two-color coin upwards.

"Black goes to check the situation, and white continues to wait."

Ding.





Ding.

A ray of golden light flew up in the plain room, then slowly stopped when it hit the ceiling, then spun back down again.

clatter.

The fallen gold coin was caught by an old-looking but neatly manicured hand, and was gently placed on the table.

This is an old man.

The face with the white goatee looks old, and only some of the edges and corners can vaguely reveal the handsomeness of his youth.

The once enviable lush blond hair was now pale, neatly combed back, and covered with a special hair wax derived from a certain animal.

But for such an old man, his eyes are brighter and livelier than those of many young people, and there is no sign of his old age at all.

He sat calmly in front of the desk, his back straight and his back not leaning on the backrest.

"master."

A respectful voice sounded from behind. A middle-aged butler wearing a black butler's uniform appeared behind the old man and draped a pure black blanket around the old man's body.

"Following the doctor's instructions, it's time for you to rest."

"……Um."

Without any resistance, the old man accepted the butler's advice and put down the quill in his right hand.

After picking up the gold coin, he closed his eyes and rubbed the half-figure pattern carved on it, and asked calmly:

"How are the arrangements for issuing invitation letters?"

The housekeeper kept his bow and reported beside the old man:

"All invitations have been sent out through various means. In half a day, we should receive a reply from the first legend."

After a pause, the butler added:

"In addition, Miss Sophie did not follow your arrangement to contact the [Sword Holder], but went to Bincheng to meet the new legend."

"Bincheng? What about the invitation letter to the sword holder?"

"Miss Sophie has submitted it to the trial court in accordance with the procedures, and they promised that it will be handed over to the sword holder."

His brows moved, but Keynes did not open his eyes. He remained silent for a moment and said:

"Did she have any reason?"

The butler's expression remained unchanged, but there was a smile on his lips, and he said:

"As usual, Miss Sophie insists it's... intuition."

"...Intuition? Forget it, just let her be."

Slowly opening his eyes, Keynes's eyes were filled with helplessness and recognition, and he just said:

"Go out and let me rest alone for a while."

Without answering, the butler just bowed slightly and disappeared into the room silently, just as silently as when he came.

In the quiet room, the old man raised his head and looked quietly at a painting hanging on the wall facing him.

It was a woman wearing a veil, whose face could not be seen clearly, only her eyes could be seen.

Keynes stared at the oil painting he drew by his own hands, sighed, and whispered:

"……grown ups."





"Thank you for your visit. I'll take my leave today."

Sophie bowed respectfully to Shireen, who had a serious expression.

"Um."

Putting the invitation letter on the table, Shireen nodded gently as she no longer wanted to retain Sophie, who was no longer worth asking.

"I will consider this invitation carefully."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Sophie turned around and walked out gracefully.

Walking in the corridor, Sophie secretly felt a little annoyed, a little unwilling to accept her previous gaffe.

"Although the mission was accomplished, I didn't even ask for her name..."

It's really a shameful gaffe.

"It's too late to go back now, let's do it next time."

At the end of the corridor, the door opened automatically before Sophie raised her hand, and a figure walked in. The two almost bumped into each other.
Chapter completed!
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