It was already evening when Ji Xin and Shuoge returned to the palace.

"Your Majesty, you are back."

Zheng Xize was sitting at the chessboard and playing chess, when he heard the sound and quickly stood up.

Ji Xin nodded slightly, and stepped forward to look at Zheng Xize's chess game.

"This step has not been good for this king."

Ji Xin was still wearing a disguised appearance at this time, Zheng Xize couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he looked at such a strange face that was exactly the same as the voice of the king.

"Your Majesty."

The auditor took out a handkerchief and presented it to the auditor.

"It's dipped in potion, and you can tear off this dough by applying it a little wet."

The scarf was taken over.

"What do you hear?"

This time, the salary audit risked himself, firstly, to understand the matter of worrying about Gu, and secondly, to take the opportunity to test the relationship between Chenliang and the witch doctor clan.

"As the king expected, Chen Liang does have a close relationship with the witch doctor patriarch, they are very vigilant, I can't get close too obviously, but the two of them behave naturally, the witch doctor patriarch's appreciation is overflowing, Chen Liang is also very familiar with and trusting, there is no suspicion."

"Humph......"

Ji Xin snorted coldly.

"If you deliberately conceal it, there will be a plan."

"Also, Your Majesty, I vaguely heard them mention the Holy Doctor, and there seemed to be resentment in their words."

Shuoge continued.

"Witch Doctor, that's interesting......"

A disdainful smile appeared on his face behind the mask.

"Zheng Qing, there is no need to disclose this matter, you and Chen Liang continue to do what I ordered, there will always be times when you can't hide your wolf ambitions."

"Commandment."

Zheng Xize's cheekiness of thinking about what he couldn't do and the obscure words of the king really made people a little frightened.

This salary returned to the palace, but Yan An returned to the mansion and ushered in an uninvited guest.

"Angui, I heard that you ran a patient today?"

There was a cruelty in the man's tone, obviously not to care about the holy doctor.

Yan Angui's door was closed, and Huai Jin stood straight at the door, watching the man get closer and closer, and he didn't move a bit.

"I want to see the Holy Doctor."

When Huai Jin repeatedly stopped the man, the man finally couldn't help but speak angrily. Huai Jin just stared at him with cold eyes in his eyes, not letting him advance for another half a point.

"Yes, I forgot, you're dumb."

The man whispered some powder from his cuff.

"Patriarch."

Before the man could make a move, the door was opened, and Yan Angui slowly pulled his sleeves on his chest, his face seemed to be a little paler than when he was there.

"How is the Holy Doctor doing lately?"

This man's words were a little embarrassing, but looking at the entire Holy Doctor Clan, there was only this person, Su Kuitou, the patriarch of the Holy Doctor Clan, who dared to talk to Yan Angui like this.

"Uncle, just call me home."

Even if he was provoked, Yan Angui's body was still shrouded in an ethereal aura.

"Return...... You said you ran a sick person, this ......"

Su Kuishou didn't know whether to be sorry or proud.

"If you go to one, then just look at one more."

Yan Angui said lightly, and Su Kui's eyes flashed with success.

"It's good that this is not criticized by the clan."

"Angui, you must take care of your health, you are the pillar of the witch doctor clan."

Su Kuishou emphasized again and asked Yan Angui to pay attention to his body.

Seeing that a trace of forbearance finally appeared on Yan Angui's beautiful face, Su Kuishou only felt that the satisfaction in his heart was finally filled.

"Thank you Patriarch for your concern."

As soon as Yan Angui lowered his head, Huai Jin saw that this person was all unkind, and he glared angrily, Su Kuitou was a little uncomfortable, and waved his hand and left.

That night, Ji Xin used a pen to recall the path of the witch doctor clan on paper, trying to restore a road map.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early."

Shuoge said as he changed the candlestick.

The auditor looked at the flickering candlelight.

"I don't know if the night is okay."

There was a little bit of fatigue in the words of the salary, or he noticed his momentary sense of powerlessness, and he laughed at himself, he had been in power for many years, and even the most difficult moments had not been relaxed for a while, but now he was sad.

"The Night King is smart and clever, and he has a lot of martial arts that he doesn't even know how to do, so he will definitely be fine."

Shuoge reassured.

"Shuoge is sweet."

The auditor put down the pen.

"Count the schedule, tomorrow, Chenye should arrive."