() Ion Xuan glanced at the envelope repeatedly, as if he wanted to see through the secret inside, and said quietly: "The Zhen family is a lost family......

"Lost Family? What does this mean? ”

"Trace, which means tracking...... They are hired by anyone and dare to investigate anything...... Of course, as long as you can afford it. ”

Ion Xuan's words made Zi Ye's expression instantly solemn, and he looked at the letter with a charming gaze, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

"In other words, grandpa is spending a lot of money to hire this Zhen family to investigate something......"

"It's understandable, but everything will not be known until the letter is opened......"

Zi Ye suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the envelope: "Then open it and take a look at ......"

Ion Xuan's clothes fluttered, and he suddenly turned around and stood on one side, his eyes were charming: "Xiao Yeye, this is not a gentleman's doing...... This is a letter to your grandfather, let's open it, it's a little inauthentic......"

The Purple Night Silver Tooth bit it, and just as he was about to pounce forward, Ion Xuan had already spun around again.

"You'd better clean up yourself, just leave this letter to me to convey on your behalf......"

……

The autumn mood at night is becoming more and more obvious, even though the doors and windows are closed, there is still a trace of coldness in the room.

Zi Shaofeng was dressed in a single robe, sitting under the lamp, staring at the endgame on the chessboard in front of him, as if he was studying it carefully.

Suddenly......

"Hou Ye is holding a son in his hand, and it has been a stick of incense...... Is this one so hard to fall? ”

Zi Shaofeng's eyes trembled, but he didn't look back, and landed the chess pieces on the chessboard with his backhand.

"Every move is like life, once you go out, you can't turn back...... Therefore, it is necessary to be cautious when falling. ”

"But when it continues, it will be disturbed...... This truth, Hou Ye should also understand......"

Zi Shaofeng closed his eyes and said deeply: "Zixuan, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, is it just to talk about life philosophy with me, an old man?" ”

"I have something here, and the Hou Ye is not there during the day, so I will keep it for me......"

Ion Xuan slowly placed the letter in his hand in front of Zi Shaofeng.

"But there is one thing that Hou Ye needs to know...... Ziye also already knew the storage of this letter...... It would be better for Master Hou to give her a reasonable explanation......"

Zi Shaofeng's lips twitched obviously, and he suddenly opened his eyes to look at Ion Xuan, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Zixuan, you are the master's **, you know better than him...... Can you sue me, my son...... Is it dead or alive? ”

Ion Xuan's eyes trembled obviously, and then Yun smiled lightly and slowly sat down opposite him.

"There are some things that I can't say if he says it...... Said it...... Everyone will pay the price...... No one can afford this price......"

Zi Shaofeng sat back in the Taishi chair with some disappointment: "Forget it, this is all fate...... The master also said that he had made an exception to warn me and asked me to set up a mound for Long Tian...... Push up the daisies...... In this way, everyone can ...... safely."

Ion Xuan's gaze suddenly fell on the letter, and he sighed and got up: "If there is a place where you need me, just open your mouth......"

Zi Shaofeng nodded heavily, and when he raised his eyes, there was no longer a figure of Ion Xuan in the room.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he looked at the letter on the table, his hands clenched nervously into fists, and his muscles were bruised.

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