"It's easy to say, it's my honor to serve Mr. Song."

The old man in black showed a rare smile, and accepted the gold bar naturally.

Compared with banknotes, he likes these shiny things.

"Master Jiang, I would like to toast you and wish us happy cooperation in the future."

Song Yingming poured three glasses of wine, one for each.

After touching each other lightly, each drank it down.

Soon, the three of them began to drink and chat, and their interest gradually increased.

Song Yingming is very interested in mysterious arts, so he asked for some knowledge in this area.

For the sake of the gold bars, the old man in black also knew everything and said everything.

After some research, Song Yingming found out that Master Jiang was originally from the witchcraft sect.

The so-called mysterious art is actually witchcraft, but it is just a little more pleasant to say.

Song Yingming chatted enthusiastically with the old man in black, but Wang Zixuan, who was sitting by the side, was unhappy.

Because the topic they talked about was completely uninteresting to her and she felt left out.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wang Zixuan finally couldn't help but said: "Master Jiang, didn't you say you would see the results within an hour? Time has passed, why hasn't there been any movement? What you put out, Isn�t it a failure?�

"Um?"

Hearing this, the old man in black smiled and said, "Why, Miss Wang doesn't believe in my ability?"

"I just feel weird and I'm afraid there will be any accidents along the way." Wang Zixuan frowned slightly.

"What could happen? My poison has been carefully cultivated. It has never made a mistake. As long as it is its prey, it will be useless even if it escapes to the ends of the earth!" The black-clothed old man was full of confidence.

"If this is the case, why is there no movement at all now? How can you be sure if it is successful?" Wang Zixuan asked again.

"The things I raise need to be fed with essence and blood to identify their owners. Over time, some kind of induction will occur. Once successful, I can sense it immediately." The old man in black explained.

"So awesome?" Wang Zixuan raised an eyebrow.

"This is a mysterious art. A rich young lady like you will naturally not understand the mystery." The old man in black pretended to be profound.

"There is a sense of success, what if it doesn't work?" Wang Zixuan said again.

"Um?"

Hearing this, the old man in black couldn't help but frown slightly.

This woman is deliberately finding fault, right?

"How can it be?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Song Yingming quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "Zixuan, don't think so wildly. Master Jiang uses mystical skills to communicate with the gods. He has tried every method and has never made any mistakes. It is impossible for him to fail."

"In case, I'm talking about just in case." Wang Zixuan immediately added.

"Humph! Nothing unexpected happens!" JrNovels.com