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Jiyuan Town, Hong Residence.
The Hong family members were having lunch as usual. Hong Yaxuan, who was eating garland with cold dressing, suddenly felt uneasy.
It had been two days, but Lin Yu's big brother still did not tell her what he had discovered. This made her feel uneasy.
"Master! Master!"
Just as Hong Yaxuan was venting her anger by poking the chrysanthemum in the bowl with her chopsticks, the butler's hurried voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
"What's the hurry? What's wrong with you?" Hong Weitao, the Master of the Hong family, who was sitting in the main seat, said.
The butler didn't care about being scolded and continued to shout, "Master, there's a man outside who claims to be the Master of the Spirit Dragon Cult in Fengzhou. His aura is very terrifying, I..."
"You mean Yin Jianghong!?" Hong Weitao's expression changed abruptly.
"Yes! It's Yin Jianghong! He... he said he has something to ask you."
