Looking at Feng Jiye, who was gone, Xiahou Ying couldn't help but shake her head, this Feng family leader is really the same as rumored, a complete bastard.

There are fewer and fewer talented people in the younger generation, so it's no wonder that the upstarts are gradually gaining momentum. Xiahou Ying couldn't help but worry about the various gate valve families in Shuoyue.

After cleaning up her mood, Xiahou Ying stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The corner door slowly opened, and a young man poked his head out, "Is there something wrong?" “

"I'm a classmate of the second young master of your family, and I'll come to the house to get something for him." Xia Houying lied calmly.

"Second Young Master's classmate?" The gatekeeper looked Xiahou Ying up and down, but he didn't mean to put Xiahou Ying in.

"Wait a minute." After speaking, the young man closed the door and turned Xia Houying away.

After a long time, the corner door opened again, and a middle-aged man walked out.

"Are you the second young master's classmate?" The middle-aged man looked at Xiahou Ying and asked uncertainly.

"Yes, my name is Lu Wanxin, and I am Senior Brother Feng Jixiao's classmate in Luming Academy." Xiahou Ying replied calmly.

"What did the Second Young Master ask you to take?" The man continued.

"He said that the article he was going to give to his master was left at home, and that if I had the opportunity to pass through the Vantone Silver Horn, I would bring it back for him." Xiahou Ying said in disbelief.

"If that's the case, then come in with me." After speaking, the man slapped the door with his hand, and the young man who had just opened the door for Xiahou Ying opened the corner door again and let the two in.

Xiahou Ying followed the middle-aged man in Feng's mansion for a long time, and finally stopped in a remote courtyard.

"This is the residence of the second young master, take whatever you want as soon as possible, don't delay." The man pointed to the door beside him and instructed Xiahou Ying.

"Good!" Xiahou Ying nodded, then pushed the door and walked into Feng Jixiao's room.

Compared with the rich and luxurious Feng Mansion, Feng Jixiao's room is really simple, except for some basic furnishings, there is not even a treasure in the house, which really surprises Xiahou Ying.

No matter how much Feng Jixiao likes to go back to basics, this room is really shabby now......

"Did you find it?" Outside the door, the middle-aged man shouted impatiently.

"Right now!" Xiahou Ying responded casually, hurriedly came to Feng Jixiao's desk, found a random handwriting written by Feng Jixiao, and rolled it up.

Walking out of the door, Xiahou Ying smiled and raised the paper scroll in her hand towards the man, "Found it!" It turned out to be pressed under the book, no wonder Senior Brother Feng would leave it behind. ”

"It's good to find it, Miss Lu, please." The man glanced at the scroll of paper in Xia Houying's hand lightly, and didn't want to pay attention to what was written on it, but just wanted to take Xia Houying away.

Xiahou Ying, who was "sent" out, looked at the door of the Feng family that was slowly closing in front of her, and couldn't help crying and laughing, she was not a plague god, why did the Feng family look like she couldn't avoid it up and down?

Among the five people present that day, if other possibilities are ruled out, only Zou Qinmiao and Feng Jixiao are left, and now it seems that these two people are deep in the city, and the other is backed by a mystery, and it is difficult to determine for a while who stole the silver ticket.

Although at this moment, Xiahou Ying still couldn't figure out a clue, she only told Lu Xiyao for one day off, and she had to rush back to the academy first.