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"Stop!"

At the entrance to the inner city, a guard stopped a person who was about to enter the city.

"What's wrong, fellow Taoist?" The man was wearing an ancient yellow robe and a yellow bamboo hat. Hearing the words, he immediately walked towards the guard.

"What's wrong? You're sneaky and wearing a hat. It looks like you're not a good person. Take off the hat for me! Otherwise, I'll arrest you immediately for interrogation."

The guard used his spiritual consciousness to take a look and found that this person was only at the third level of Qi training and was obviously not the 'Korean thief'.

But after finally being transferred here, if I don't exercise my power, wouldn't my job as a guard be in vain?

"Ahem, brother, you misunderstood. I'm not a bad person, I just have some enemies and don't want to be recognized." Hearing this, the man in yellow robe immediately looked fawning.

"Hmph! I don't care who your enemy is, just take off the hat quickly..." The guard's face darkened, and he took out the tenth level of Qi training.

But before he could finish his words, he suddenly burst into laughter, "Brother, if you had done this earlier, wouldn't it be fine? Look at how embarrassing this is."

"It's okay, it's all my fault for being ignorant. You can use this spiritual stone to buy some wine." Han Lin put a storage bag into the other person's hand.

"Okay, okay, brother, my name is Chen Qi. If you encounter any trouble in the future, please give me my name! I will take care of things below the seventh level of Qi training for you." The guard glanced at the storage bag, and when he saw that there were five hundred low-grade spiritual stones in it, he smiled from ear to ear.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Chen Qi. Can I go in first?" Han Lin said with a sorry smile when he saw this.

"Go ahead." Chen Qi waved his hand, sat on the stone bench, picked up the storage bag and looked through it happily.

A moment later, the inner city trade square.

It was still early in the day, but the trade square was still as busy as usual. Han Lin paused slightly and walked towards a shop with a signboard of "Xuan Lian Fang" to the north.

This shop is not as full of goods as other shops. It is more like a tea room to receive guests, and there is not a single person empty.

Han Lin walked in, looked around and shouted, "Is there anyone there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps in the room next to him, and then, an old man over seventy years old walked out of the side room.

He stared at Han Lin, and when he discovered that Han Lin only had the third level of Qi training, his brows suddenly furrowed, "What's wrong with you?"

"Are you Taoist Fellow Song Yunqi?"

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