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Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, Ling Mo Xie was taken aback for a moment. Then he squinted his eyes, realizing that aside from the princess, he didn't really know anyone in the capital. It wasn't unusual for someone to invite him over, but this person seemed to know quite a bit about him, even the fact that he had offended the Feng Family.
This was not ordinary; the visitor did not come with good intentions.
Seeing Ling Mo Xie lost in thought, the middle-aged man still wore a simple expression and said to Ling Mo Xie, "Little brother, what is there to hesitate about? Come with me; my master is waiting for you at Wenxiu Building!"
As he spoke, he pointed to a luxurious restaurant beside the street. The decor was elegant and refined, but through the bamboo window curtains, one could vaguely see graceful women coming and going inside. No wonder it was called Wenxiu Building; although it was labeled as a restaurant, it seemed more like a place for drinking and entertaining.
As Ling Mo Xie looked up, he saw a young man in a light purple robe on the second floor, raising a cup towards him and smiling.
The young man's expression held a hint of authority; although he was smiling, Ling Mo Xie could not see any warmth in his eyes. Instead, they revealed calmness and an air of disdain directed at Ling Mo Xie.
Ling Mo Xie frowned slightly; being looked at by this person made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
However, if he didn't go to the appointment, it would seem like he was backing down.
Ling Mo Xie lowered his head and nodded to the middle-aged man, saying, "Alright, let's go meet your master!"
Ling Mo Xie's tone was calm. The middle-aged man couldn't discern anything from his tone and sneered inwardly. This kid really knew how to put on airs; did he think he was some big shot? If it weren't for the princess's regard, he wouldn't even be worth noticing by his master.
But since the young man had specifically instructed him to be respectful, the middle-aged man kept his thoughts to himself. He bent slightly and gestured for Ling Mo Xie to follow, smiling as he said, "This way please!"
Although Ling Mo Xie could sense the middle-aged man's disdain for him, he paid it little mind; after all, he was just a minor character. Holding onto Hong Chi's hand, he stepped towards Wenxiu Building.
Upon entering Wenxiu Building, Ling Mo Xie looked around. The decor was indeed quite elegant. In the hall, several brightly dressed women walked by occasionally; they were modest yet possessed a certain grace that surpassed many of the women from nightclubs in his past life.
"This way please!" The middle-aged man approached Ling Mo Xie and pointed to a wooden staircase nearby.
Ling Mo Xie withdrew his gaze, nodded calmly, and walked towards the Upstairs.
The Upstairs was not arranged like the lobby on the first floor, but rather consisted of intersecting corridors with several private rooms in between.
The Middle-Aged Man guided Ling Mo Xie and soon entered one of the rooms.
The room was not small; there was a table by the window, and the young man dressed in a Lavender Robe that Ling Mo Xie had seen earlier was sitting beside the table.
Hearing the creak of the door opening, the young man turned his head, did not stand up, but simply smiled at Ling Mo Xie and said, "You’re here. I hope he hasn’t been rude."
Ling Mo Xie glanced around the room before focusing on the young man, saying calmly, "If livestock injures someone, naturally it’s only right to seek compensation from its owner. However, it seems you’ve trained him well."
Seeing Ling Mo Xie's indifferent attitude towards him, the young man's expression shifted slightly, showing some annoyance.
But in the end, he did not respond to Ling Mo Xie's words; instead, he smiled like a gentleman and extended his hand towards Ling Mo Xie, pointing to the seat across from him and said, "Please take a seat. I invited you up for no particular reason; I just wanted to chat casually and get to know you."
Ling Mo Xie noticed a delicate and elegant Storage Ring on the young man's hand and observed his attire, realizing that he was not an ordinary person. Was it really just to make friends with him? Perhaps not.
However, since the other party wanted to socialize with him, Ling Mo Xie did not feel the need to be overly polite. He sat down without hesitation, and Hong Chi also took a seat beside Ling Mo Xie.
After sitting down, Ling Mo Xie remained silent, waiting for the young man to speak. He poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it leisurely.
The young man frowned slightly, feeling a bit impatient. He said to Ling Mo Xie, "Aren't you curious why I called you up?"
Ling Mo Xie pretended to be clueless and replied, "Why? Didn’t you say you wanted to befriend me? Hmm hmm, I agree; I recognize you as my friend!"
Saying this, he patted the young man's shoulder without any reservations.
The young man looked down on Ling Mo Xie. When Ling Mo Xie patted his shoulder, he showed clear disdain but subtly dodged the gesture.
Clearing his throat, he said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Long Zheng, and I am from the Long Family in the capital. You must not be familiar with it since you just arrived; my Long Family is one of the three Big Families in the capital. My grandfather is the Chancellor of the Emperor, a powerful figure at the mid-stage of tribulation, Long Yunseng."
Ling Mo Xie looked at Long Zheng's arrogant demeanor and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Why was he throwing out his background right away?
It seemed that the so-called children of the Big Families in the capital had a rather inflated sense of self-worth!
For instance, Long Zheng's speech revealed a lot of information about how impressive the Long Family was and how remarkable his grandfather was, but there was nothing about how impressive Long Zheng himself was.
Relying on his family's reputation and treating it as an honor made Ling Mo Xie feel disdainful.
Seeing that Ling Mo Xie remained unfazed, Long Zheng paused for a moment, feeling somewhat frustrated. "Cough, cough. It seems Brother Ling also doesn't like beating around the bush. I'm a straightforward person as well, so I'll get to the point. I've heard that you have a good relationship with the Princess, and this time she invited you to explore treasures with her?"
Upon hearing Long Zheng's words, Ling Mo Xie felt contemptuous. How did he figure out that I don't like beating around the bush? It's been you talking this whole time! And claiming to be straightforward while having such thick skin to say it out loud.
However, this did bring them to the main topic. Ling Mo Xie suddenly realized that he didn't even know this guy; why was he fixated on him? Oh right, it was because of the Princess.
"I wouldn't say we have a very good relationship. Also, that Treasure Map originally belongs to me, which is why the Princess invited me," Ling Mo Xie said lightly as he looked at Long Zheng. Then he asked, "Alright, I've answered your question. Do you have anything else? If not, I'm leaving; the Princess is waiting for me!"
Hearing Ling Mo Xie's words, Long Zheng felt anger rising within him. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, especially when he heard Ling Mo Xie say, "the Princess is waiting for me!" This phrase echoed in his mind repeatedly, making him wish he could slap Ling Mo Xie dead.
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