Holding the wooden box and following behind Zhao Xingchen, until he reached Peony Street, Xiaomi's body was still trembling slightly.

Because of excitement, but also because of fear. He was completely stunned by Zhao Xingchen's powerful combat power! It turned out that a person could be so domineering!

Of course, this kind of domineering does not refer to character, but to strength, he used to feel that his master and uncle were rare martial arts masters, how many can there be in the whole country of the Great Grandmaster Realm?

But the man in front of him, who doesn't seem to be as old as him, is really unfathomable, and the Great Grandmaster Realm was slapped over by him, standing in front of him is as small as an ant!

And he really kills people without blinking, a person like Garry Ling is well-known in Tibetan City, and he is a foreign businessman, he will be blown up with a punch, and the boss of the dark forces like the Mastiff King has not even left ashes in broad daylight!

Such a means, such a person, how could a small Grandmaster Realm like him be able to protect? How could an ordinary person provoke him?

"You don't have to follow me!" has arrived at the entrance of Peony Street, Zhao Xingchen smiled and said to Xiaomi: "Your roots are quite good, if you can create a world by yourself, your achievements are more than in front of you!"

The reason why he said a few more words to Xiaomi, who was still a stranger, was to let Zhao Xingchen see in him a kind of pure vitality similar to Wu Chaoran, a pure martial artist.

In other words, the millet in front of him is a martial arts wizard like Wu Chaoran, such a person can raise the limit of the human body by a great level, if it is buried, it is a pity.

Xiaomi walked up to Zhao Xingchen and said, "Mr. Zhao, if you don't dislike it......"

"You don't have to follow me! I don't have to go the same way with you, so I won't bring you any opportunities, and you don't have to change your door to me, if you can grasp every opportunity around you, and don't stick to the routines you have learned before, you can find your own way!" Zhao Xingchen didn't need to listen to Xiaomi's words to understand what he meant, and quickly stopped his thoughts.

Xiaomi was a little stunned, handed the wooden box in his hand to Zhao Xingchen and said, "Mr. Zhao, your treasure will be returned to you!"

"I've sent you!" Zhao Xingchen waved his hand and said very casually.

But the millet was so frightened that he almost shook his hand and threw the box on the ground! This is a priceless treasure, the gang came to rob this before, but now they gave him a casual sentence, this Mr. Zhao is still a rich boy in the market or wants to kill him?

Seeing the strange expression on his face, Zhao Xingchen also smiled, pointed to the box in his arms and said, "It's empty, you can help me lose it!"

Xiaomi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly opened the wooden box in his arms, which was really empty! It turned out that he had been holding an empty box, and this Mr. Zhao used this empty wooden box to make the gang just take the bait like throwing out the bait!

Is this really the only person who sees this young man? Isn't this really an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?

And he put something there, it was a soft stone the size of a football, and he could definitely see it hidden on his body, but now, Xiaomi looked at him and there was no trace of hiding anything on his body.

Of course, the mystery about this Mr. Zhao is not only this, but Xiaomi is not a fool, he will not understand his identity, and he is not qualified to explore the secrets, so he hurriedly bowed to Zhao Xingchen, held the empty wooden box, and went back to Li Xingchang.

The new manager of the Tibetan Jade Hall is a woman in her twenties named Hu Yage. The first batch of students of the Yuyantang training base in Kyoto, because their hometown is Tibet, was sent by Qin Tianyun to be the store manager, which can be regarded as a return to their hometown.

Seeing Zhao Xingchen coming back, Hu Yage hurriedly walked over and said to him: "Boss, I received a call from the Municipal Buddhist Council before, asking if you are here, and I still want your phone, I didn't give it, he said that he would call again in an hour, and now it's almost time." ”

Even if it is two mobile phones, Zhao Xingchen will not be stupid enough to give a number to anyone, so that he will be annoyed to death if he is not noisy to death!

Nodding and saying to Hu Yage, "I know, I'll answer that call later!"

Waiting for Zhao Xingchen to sit down on the sofa in the store, Hu Yage brought him a glass of water, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, Sister Red Army and they will go back to Kyoto, I came to the boss in the morning to resign, I didn't see you, I guess I will come later!"

Zhao Xingchen smiled and said to Hu Yage: "I promised to have a meal with them before leaving, so these guys came to me in a hurry! Later, you can help me book a table at the Quanyang Restaurant, and I will have a meal with them in the evening!"

"Okay!" Hu Yage agreed, the landline phone on the service desk rang, the receptionist picked it up and answered, and after a while, he looked up and said to Hu Yage: "Store manager, it's Director Sun of the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau!

Hu Yage nodded and said to Zhao Xingchen, "This Director Sun came with the people of the Buddhist Council in the morning!"

"Then I'll pick it up!" Zhao Xingchen walked to the front of the service desk, picked up the phone, and said, "I'm Zhao Yuanyi!"

The voice of a man in his fifties came from the other side of the phone: "Boss Zhao, you are really busy! You are busier than those of us who are leaders, and the shelves are also big, and you can't get a mobile phone, and you have to make several phone calls to talk to you!"

Zhao Xingchen frowned, and said impatiently, "Director Sun, are you looking for me?"

Director Sun also heard Zhao Xingchen's gorgeous impatience, and seemed to be a little angry, usually others flattered him to find something to say, why didn't this kid have the consciousness to talk to the leader at all?

"I don't understand it on the phone, let's make an appointment to meet somewhere! Let's go to ...... in the evening."

Without waiting for Director Sun to finish speaking, Zhao Xingchen said to him directly: "I'm sorry Director Sun, I have to see off a few friends in the evening, and I don't have time." It's still early, I'm going to look for you! Are you at the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

This kid actually pushed him directly for such an opportunity to tie up with the leader! Did he not understand it or did he mean it? But one thing is true, this guy is really rude, and when he talks to him, the director, he has an attitude like an old man buying vegetables on the street, and he doesn't know how to be humble at all!

Director Sun on the other end of the phone had a dark face, but after all, he was asking for someone, and he was not too blunt, and said in a low voice: "Okay, you come to the Cultural Relics Bureau, just tell the doorman to find the Sun Bureau!"

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Xingchen took a taxi to the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau, and after registering at the door, an office secretary, Xiao Zhou, came to greet him and brought Zhao Xingchen to the office building.

did not meet in Director Sun's office, but chose to be in a small conference room, where there were already several people, including two monks, and what surprised Zhao Xingchen even more was that he still knew this monk, it was Shi Yongcheng, the host of Hanshui Temple, and his disciple Shi Xingkong.

There was also a man in his early fifties sitting next to him, who was supposed to be a leader, and a man in his thirties beside him, who was supposed to be his assistant or secretary.

As soon as Zhao Xingchen entered the conference room, a bald man in his fifties walked in behind, glanced at Zhao Xingchen, showed a trace of disdain on his face, and said lightly: "Xiaoyu, go to the office and bring my teacup, and pour a glass of water for Mr. Zhao!"