As soon as Lin Wu's words were spoken, Cheng Wenwei's complexion changed slightly.
Even Yuan Fengrong, who was sitting beside him, had a frozen expression and frowned when he looked at Lin Wu.
Lin Wu did not speak again, and neither did they, turning the atmosphere in the office exceptionally quiet for a moment.
After a while, Yuan Fengrong managed to squeeze out a smile, "Taoist student, what vine are you talking about? Uncle Yuan knows that you and Manman met overseas, but you returned home much later than Manman, presumably because you went somewhere else to take care of some matters, right? Is this thing you're talking about something you saw during your recent travels?"
Cheng Wenwei seemed to be reminded by these words and immediately said, "Do you want to find out what this thing is? Easy. The Mystic Sect's treasure vault has many records; we'll instruct someone to search for you and contact you as soon as we find it."
