When Jiang An heard Cen Xiyan's words, he couldn't help but look sideways at her, his face solemn, "Childe, what do you mean ......?"

"Today's Secret Treasure Conference, but there are many people who come specifically for the drawing of the Gong-like master, and they return empty-handed, how can those people be willing!" Here, it is inevitable that the wall has ears, so Cen Xiyan did not speak loudly, but when he said this, he carried a sense of slaughter.

"Childe, you don't want to ...... too" He didn't forget that Cen Xiyan also came for this picture.

Cen Xiyan curled the corners of his lips and smiled faintly, "Maybe, before I can do what I want, someone will come up and want us to do something......

When Jiang An and a few stewards heard this, they all frowned and pondered, digesting the meaning of her words.

At this time, from the seventeenth box diagonally opposite, a person dressed as a small guy came out, and came straight to the No. 6 box where Cen Xiyan and the others were.

The little guy stood still at the door of the box and said, "The little one is ordered by my master to deliver a post to the distinguished guests of the sixth box." ”

When Jiang An and the others heard this, they were all stunned, this secret treasure conference is not over yet, what kind of trouble did the person on the seventeenth go? When the young master said that someone wants them to do something, he doesn't mean this person, does he?

"Come in." Jiang An said.

The little guy entered the box, bowed to the river bank on the main seat, and then his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he raised his voice: "Excuse me, are you the big shopkeeper of Yaqu?" ”

Jiang An nodded, "It's me, don't you know what's going on with your master?" ”

The little guy took two steps forward and handed over the post in his hand, "My master, tonight in the East City Juxian Pavilion banquet, invite the owner behind the scenes of Yaqu to come over, and ask the big shopkeeper to tell the owner of your business, my master is waiting for your owner!" ”

This is clear enough, it is the owner behind the scenes of Yaqu, and the post is handed over to the big shopkeeper of Yaqu, and he is asked to transfer it on his behalf.

Jiang An's brows couldn't help frowning, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who is the master of your family?" ”

"Guests in Box Seventeen." Answering is the same as not answering.

"What's your name?" Jiang An asked again.

"My master said, it doesn't matter." The little guy raised his chin slightly, and his attitude was a little proud.

Cen Xiyan, who was standing on the riverbank with a background board, couldn't help but glance at the little guy, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was white and delicate, and the arrogance in his expression seemed to be a habit that had already been formed.

Jiang An put down the post and snorted coldly: "This is the sincerity of your master?" ”

"My master said that he invited the owner of your shop to a banquet, which is naturally sincere, and very sincere, and your owner will naturally understand after reading the post." The little guy took a step back and bowed, "The little post has been delivered, so it's time to leave." ”

The little guy exited the box and went back to box seventeen.

Jiang An looked at Cen Xiyan and frowned: "Childe, I don't know what this person's idea is, how do I think it's weird everywhere!" ”

"It's very weird...... Cen Xiyan glanced at the posts on the small table and said, "Take it first, and then go back and look at it." ”

Jiang An received the post, and couldn't help but say, "Childe, you don't really plan to go to the banquet, do you?" ”

"Go, why not!" Even if she hadn't read the content of the post, Cen Xiyan also decided to go, but she still smiled and said: "Since the other party said so, then why should I go and see what his sincerity is......"

The other party's actions these three times, what you want to lead is not the behind-the-scenes owner of Yaqu!

Jiang An and Ling glanced at each other, knowing that Cen Xiyan had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more.

The Secret Treasure Conference is not over yet, but after the high and tide of Fang Cai, the other auction items that appear at this moment, the guests on the first and second floors are a little interested.

Soon after the little man returned, the bamboo curtain hanging on the seventeenth box was opened again, and two people came out of it.

At the head was a man in a crimson robe and a black cloak, and the little man followed behind the man, who was obviously the master of his mouth.

As soon as the man walked out of the box, many guests on the first and second floors didn't care to look at the exhibits on the booth, but turned their eyes to the man, wanting to see who this person who had won the treasure at the sky-high price three times, especially the person who had photographed the master drawings like a public loss.

However, when they saw the man's dress, everyone was disappointed, because the man's cloak was hooded, and the hat bucket was very large, and it was worn on his head, which almost covered most of his face, revealing only half of his straight nose, slightly pointed chin, and a very thin red lip with a perfect shape! That's right, it's red lips, and for a man, his lip color is too rosy......

The box on the second floor is arranged in a circular shape, and if the master and servant want to go downstairs, they have to pass through the No. 6 box where Cen Xiyan and the others are located, the person walked to the door of the No. 6 box, his footsteps paused, and then he turned his head and rushed into the box, slightly hooking the corner of his lips.

Cen Xiyan stared at his two thin lips, and felt that this man's lips were really sexual, sensual, and his smile was very meaningful......

The man only paused slightly, and then took another step, walking in the direction of the stairs, under the black cloak, revealing the hem of the red gown, with his leisurely steps, gently swaying, there was a kind of enchanting taste......

This man, why is it so weird! Jiang An frowned, a little worried in his heart, and couldn't help but say to Cen Xiyan again: "Childe, do you really plan to go to this person's appointment?" ”

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." Cen Creek Rock Road.

"That'...... Let Uncle Cangqing accompany you. After a pause, he added, "It's better to bring a few more people." ”

"We'll talk about it when we do." Cen Xiyan didn't care.

After the public loss of the drawing, there are not a few treasures to be auctioned today, and in the evening, today's secret treasure conference is finally over.

Cen Xiyan continued to play the role of an entourage, following Jiang An and the others out.

The door of the No. 5 box next door was also opened at this moment, and the man who walked out of it, as she remembered, was dressed in white, spotless, with a simple bun on the top of his head, loosely tied with a white ribbon, and the rest of his hair was scattered behind him very casually, and the whole person gave people the feeling that he was always so leisurely and leisurely......

He had his back to her, and she still couldn't see how he looked......

At this time, in such a complex environment, she played the identity of an entourage, so it was naturally inconvenient to greet Drunken Liuyun, Cen Xiyan was a little regretful, and at the same time was guessing, I don't know what the identity of this "bosom friend" is?

In fact, just as they were curious about who the mysterious person of the seventeenth was, everyone was also curious about the mysterious guest of the fifth box, and since he came out, there were naturally many eyes on him, but unfortunately, even the people who saw him head-on did not see his face, because the upper half of his face was covered with a delicate silver mask......