Chapter 112 Shameless

Generally speaking, most of these secret realms are in the hands of the royal family.

To enter, one is the quota issue.

The other is the key to enter.

Only paintings drawn by painters can enter.

Every day, the official will send people there to paint. Once a painting can open this secret realm, the painter can get at least tens of thousands of Xuan crystals as a reward.

For this reason, many painters will paint near various secret realms.

Over time, some small cities have been formed in these places.

In these cities, there are usually painters and their families.

The Luoxia Secret Realm is in Luoxia Mountain.

There is a place called Luoxia Town over there.

"Here, this is a pass token. As for when the painting can be obtained, it is not yet certain."

Jiang Chuan nodded. For his affairs, this woman is also worried about him.

Jiang Rumeng put her arm around his neck, and her face flushed.

A pair of beautiful eyes like water looked at him.

"Then how do you thank me?"

Glance around.

"No one will come here?"

"No. No one will come in no matter what you do here."

In the backyard.

In the fish pond, two red koi fish swayed their tails and came close together mouth to mouth.

A few days later, Jiang Chuan appeared at the Wang family.

Wang Peiyao, wearing mourning clothes, caught his eye.

The entire Wang family was filled with coffins.

At a glance, you can still see some souls floating in the air.

Especially two familiar figures.

Jiang Chuan came to two of the coffins and looked at them silently.

"You bastard, you came to see us so late. You are so unkind."

"Why, you are still not at peace after death."

"You are old, but you are still making trouble."

Wang's wife shook her head repeatedly.

"No. This is my idea. Brother Jiang, don't blame him."

He sighed slightly.

I don't know what to say to these two people.

"Are there any last wishes?"

The two looked in the same direction.

Following their gaze, I saw Wang Peiyao, who looked like she had lost all hope in life, kneeling in front of hundreds of spirit tablets, and she looked lifeless.

"Hehe. How is it? Not bad, right? I told you a long time ago, but you still didn't believe it."

She rolled her eyes at him.

"Okay. I'll take care of her affairs."

The two of them bowed and slowly disappeared.

The souls of other Wang family members around them also gradually dissipated into the air at this time.

The originally cold environment gradually regained some warmth.

Jiang Chuan walked up to the spirit tablet.

I didn't know any of these people.

I didn't even know what the names of Old Wang and Wang's wife were.

After all, I had never asked.

The two didn't need those messy things to communicate.

Wang Peiyao also noticed the person at this time.

Looking up, I found that this was a handsome young man I had never seen before.

I immediately thought of a person my aunt had once told me about.

"Are you Mr. Jiang?"

Because I'm not sure of the other person's age, it's more appropriate to use the title of Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Chuan nodded.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Wang Peiyao shook her head slightly.

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"I just talked to Old Wang and his wife."

"Wait until things here are over. Then come with me to Gusu."

"Sir, are you going to take me as a concubine?"

Her aunt had mentioned this to her.

Naturally, she would not doubt what he said.

But Jiangchuan denied this statement.

"I have never accepted an apprentice. You are my first apprentice."

This result was somewhat unexpected to her.

But she also knew from some channels that the man in front of her was very powerful.

So she agreed to this matter.

The Wang family has lost its foundation in the imperial city.

Without the clan members, she is the only one who cannot gain a foothold here.

Suona was played, and coffins were buried in the ground.

After a whole day, even if Wang Peiyao was a cultivator, she was tossed around.

The things here were basically solved, but the Wang family still had some business matters to deal with.

These are the assets accumulated by the Wang family.

Many people want to bully this only seedling of the Wang family.

In the hall, a crowd of people gathered.

When Wang Peiyao spread the word that she wanted to sell these assets, these people were like sharks smelling blood, and they all arrived at the first time.

"Miss Wang. Your family's silk business is already going downhill. I, Old Qian, can offer a high price of 10,000 black crystals."

"This price is the highest in the entire imperial city."

The person who spoke was the head of the Qian family in the imperial city.

This fat man was still trembling when he spoke, and his pair of small eyes narrowed into a slit.

Everyone who knows him knows that his backer is the Kong family.

The reason why he targeted the silk business is naturally because the Wang family's silk is the best.

There is absolutely no word of mouth in all aspects.

Before the others came, they had already discussed how to divide the Wang family.

Naturally, no one would come out at this time to force themselves to compete and raise the price.

Wang Peiyao frowned when she heard the price.

He looked at Jiang Chuan on the side.

He didn't understand this kind of thing, so he had to look at Wu Mengmeng.

With him around, Wu Mengmeng certainly wouldn't be polite.

"Boss Qian, the Wang family's silk business earns hundreds of thousands of black crystals every year. Isn't your price of 10,000 black crystals a bit too much?"

Qian Datong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why, Boss Wu, are you not satisfied with my price?"

"Besides, even if you are not satisfied, so what?"

"How dare you, Boss Wu, have an opinion on something that I, Qian Datong, like?"

Wu Mengmeng used to be low-key and polite.

Today, her uncharacteristic style really made everyone present a little confused.

"Boss Qian, our valuation of the silk shop is 2 million black crystals."

"If you can't afford this price, then give the business to us."

"Oh? But why did I hear that this thing is only worth 10,000? Your price of 2 million, can't it be just a mouthful?"

Jiang Chuan knocked on the table lightly.

Everyone looked at him in unison.

He looked at this guy calmly.