After Wang Xuan understood the master's consciousness, he stood up and left. He had just peeled off a layer of skin. If he didn't wash it a few times, he would be a little disgusted with himself.
When Wang Xuan entered the ward again, he found that Lao Chen was radiant and was looking in the mirror. He also took a comb and combed his short hair that didn't need to be taken care of at all.
"What's the situation?" Wang Xuan asked Qingmu.
Qingmu looked strange and said, "A distinguished guest will visit in a while."
Wang Xuan immediately understood and smiled, "Old confidante!" Lao Chen's comb flew over and almost hit his forehead.
Not long after, a spaceship really landed on the helipad in the manor, and Qingmu immediately ran to pick it up in person.
Only one woman came to the ward accompanied by Qingmu, and the others were signaled to leave by her and were invited to dinner by the manor's special person.
Wang Xuan hurriedly greeted her and greeted her politely. He was surprised that the woman looked only about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, much younger than he had imagined. Although she was middle-aged, she was still charming and had a mature beauty.
The old confidante was not old. She was almost twenty years younger than Lao Chen.
Wang Xuan looked at Lao Chen with a strange look in his eyes. Who is Lao Chen? He immediately understood what he meant: Lao Chen, I didn't expect you to be such a person!
In an instant, Lao Chen wanted to teach Master Wang to be a quiet and good person.
"I am the same age as Lao Chen." The mature woman said with a smile, and she was extremely sharp and understood their eyes in an instant.
"Sister... you are so young!" Wang Xuan praised sincerely. He seriously suspected that Lao Chen looked old before. Did he save his confidante's life?
Lao Chen introduced that the woman was named Guan Lin, who was his long-time friend and had known him for thirty years. This time Guan Lin came to pick up Lao Chen in person to go to the capital to "recover from his injuries."
Tomorrow morning, Guan Lin will attend the memorial service for Olesha, the number one figure in the new art field, or she would have set off tonight.
Qingmu quietly told Wang Xuan that the expedition organization had come into contact with many strange places. Lao Chen once ventured into a Jedi and picked a strange flower for Guan Lin that was recorded in ancient books, so she didn't look old after all these years.
Wang Xuan was surprised. The Jedi that Qingmu mentioned must be a life-and-death experience. Lao Chen was willing to pick that kind of strange flower for a woman. It seemed that they had a very close relationship. He couldn't help asking.
Qingmu shook his head and whispered, "My master has always been single. Sister Guan has almost never married. The past is very complicated."
He didn't elaborate, and Wang Xuan didn't ask again. There must be some story behind this.
Guan Lin asked, "Xiaoqing, will anyone go to see off Olesha at the memorial service tomorrow morning? After all, it's on your territory. Be generous and let someone send a wreath."
Xiaoqing? Wang Xuan wanted to laugh, so he turned around to look at Qingmu, but found that he was very calm and had long been accustomed to this title.
Wang Xuan suddenly felt that this woman looked gentle, but she should be very strong. She came to stand up for Lao Chen and Qingmu, so she should express her attitude to certain people in a decent way.
Today, some people were putting pressure on Qingmu to pay with his life. It was Guan Lin who refuted the request of some people. Now she also asked people in the old art field to attend the memorial service, which was enough to show her strength. Most of them were competing in private.
Qingmu smiled and said, "My master wanted me to send a wreath to Olesha on his behalf."
Guan Lin shook her head and said, "It's over. Let Xiao Wang go tomorrow. I will also attend. It will be fine."
Lao Chen frowned and said, "No grandmaster is here?"
"No." Guan Lin shook her head and said, "Recently, the grandmasters in the new art field have died one by one. How dare we easily set foot on the old land now? We are worried about something happening."
"That's fine." Lao Chen smiled lightly.
Guan Lin looked at Wang Xuan in surprise, and realized something in an instant.
The next morning, after Wang Xuan washed and had breakfast, he wrapped his hands with gauze, then got on a special car prepared by Qingmu and rushed to a funeral home in Ancheng.
"Interesting, someone from the old art field is here too!" Someone recognized Wang Xuan who got off the car at a glance, and immediately showed a strange look, after all, he left a deep impression on people during the rainy night battle.
After Wang Xuan arrived at the door of the funeral home, he found many familiar faces, because they had seen them in the manor in the suburbs, and all of them moved here.
Old Wu was dressed in black. When he got off the car, he saw Wang Xuan and quickly walked over and said, "Little Wang, why are you here?"
"To see off Old Ao. People are dead, so I don't care so much." Wang Xuan sighed.
Old Wu was speechless. Is this something you care about? It's the people in the new art field who care!
"What are you talking about, Xiao Wang? I'm afraid someone will argue with you later!" Wu Yin walked over quickly, wearing a black formal suit. In such a solemn occasion, she looked very cool. No matter how she dressed, her curves were very proud and could not be hidden.
"Mr. Zhong Yong, a representative of the super chaebol, actually wrote a funeral couplet in his own handwriting and sent it to me." Someone in the distance exclaimed.
Old Wu curled his lips when he heard it and said, "I dare to guarantee that this funeral couplet was definitely written for Old Chen at first, but Old Chen was too strong, so the old man of the Zhong family directly gave it to Olesha."
"Let's go to see some old friends. Xiao Wang will chat later." Old Wu took Wu Yin away and went to meet some acquaintances in the chaebol.
On the way, Old Wu whispered to his niece, "I have a feeling that this little Wang is fearless and dares to come here. Either he has made a breakthrough and is not afraid of being targeted by the masters in the new field, or someone is standing behind him and wants to show a tough attitude to the relevant parties."
Finally, he added to his niece, "We must hurry up, that mysterious land will not wait for anyone. Little Wang is a good person. If he regards you as a confidant, he will probably help us."
"Uncle, what are you hinting at?!"
Olesha's influence is indeed great and can extend the lives of upper-class people. Many distinguished guests came today.
Not far away, Zhong Cheng was wrapped in bandages and followed Zhong Qing. He was sharp-eyed and found Wang Xuan at the first time. He immediately whispered: "Sister, did you see it? Old Wu and Sister Wu Yin were obviously trying to win over Old Wang just now. You have to act quickly."
Zhong Qing glanced at him and said nothing.
Zhong Cheng whispered, "With your means, it shouldn't be difficult to make him think you are his confidante. I'll go over and say hello to him first, and you can come later."
Then, Zhong Cheng ran over, and shouted from a distance, "Brother Wang!"
Wang Xuan turned around and saw his appearance, and smiled immediately. What happened? Zhong Cheng had gauze wrapped around his head, and his arm was even bandaged.
"Are you in orthopedics?" he asked with concern.
"Brother Wang, shut up!" Zhong Cheng felt guilty. His sister was not far away. If he heard any more nonsense, he would probably have to put his legs in plaster tomorrow.
"I didn't expect your sister to look gentle and sweet, but she was really heavy-handed." Wang Xuan sighed.
"Brother Wang, my sister actually wants to talk to you." Zhong Cheng smiled brightly.
Wang Xuan was surprised and asked, "Did you bring the scriptures?"
Zhong Cheng was stunned. Old Wang, you are too ruthless and realistic, right? !