Chapter 312 (1/2)



312 Please grant me death, Your Majesty (2)

With my looks now, I’ll definitely be as good looking as Wei Yuan when I get old … “Greetings, Duke Wei,” Xu Qi ‘an cupped his fists and said in a clear voice.

“Have a seat,” Wei Yuan said gently.

For the first time, Wei Yuan personally poured him a cup of hot tea and said, “”Let’s talk about what happened in Yunzhou.”

It was a long story. Xu Qi ‘an told Wei Yuan everything that happened in Yunzhou, including the identity of li Miaozhen number two and the Holy Virgin of the heavenly sect.

Other than the fact that monk Shen Shu was of great importance, he did not hold back anything else.

The main reason was that Wei Yuan was too smart. If he hid too much, he would be discovered. Moreover, the eunuch really valued him and nurtured him. Xu Qi ‘an returned the favor and trusted Wei Yuan.

As expected, Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and said, “”Yang qianhuan has been following you.”

Xu Qi ‘an was stunned at first, but he was not stupid. He immediately realized something and asked, “”Why is senior brother yang following me?”

“He naturally wouldn’t follow you for no reason. Based on my understanding of this person, other than the strange things he likes to do, he doesn’t care about anything else.” Wei Yuan smiled. but what if it’s the director’s intention? ”

. The warden knows my secret …” If he was the one who incited it, then it would be reasonable.

Xu Qi ‘an sized up Wei Yuan silently. Would the intelligent Wei Yuan notice something?

Wei Yuan didn’t dwell on this topic and continued, “”As for the third-grade magician, let’s just treat him as a third-grade magician for now. I don’t think he’s sun Xuanji from the Directorate of Celestials.

“However, this incident did remind me of something else.”

“Please enlighten me, Lord Wei,” Xu Qi ‘an said, his spirits lifted.

Lord Wei was still the most reliable. The Golden Lotus Daoist priest was always hiding his words. Wei Yuan didn’t hold anything back from me.

“You’re familiar with Chu Caiwei from the Directorate of Celestials and Song Qing. Do you know their respective identities?”

“Supervisor’s personal disciple?” Xu Qi ‘an asked with uncertainty.

Not all of the white-robed men in the Directorate of Celestials were the direct disciples. It was just like how the great Confucians of the Yunlu Academy often held lectures, but they rarely had any true personal disciples.

Song Qing, Chu Caiwei, and yang qianhuan were the direct disciples of the supervisor.

“Yang qianhuan is the third disciple of the supervisor, Song Qing is the fourth, and Yan Caiwei is the sixth. The white-robed warlocks call her Little Junior.” Wei Yuan said.

….. What’s wrong with that? Xu Qi ‘an didn’t understand.

“But the supervisor only has five personal disciples.” Wei Yuan said.

This … Xu Qi ‘an’s pupils contracted as he finally understood what Wei Yuan meant. There were only five supervisors, but Yan Caiwei was the sixth. What about the other one?

Where did that person go?

Yang qianhuan was the third disciple, Song Qing was the fourth, and Yan Caiwei was the sixth … He didn’t know what sun Xuanji’s position was.