Chapter: 2359
In the living room at this moment, the fragrance of tea is overflowing.
Tan Long has already arranged everything according to Jiang Ning's previous instructions.
The middle-aged man sitting there breathed calmly, and he didn't look like an ordinary person at first glance. Seeing Jiang Ning and the others walk in, he raised his head slightly, as if looking at people with his nostrils.
"Who are you?"
Tan Xing spoke, with his age and qualifications, he had enough weight.
"Your Majesty, I am just a messenger, here to deliver a letter to the owner of this extreme martial art school."
The man was still sitting, not even standing up.
He scanned around and said lightly: "Which one is the owner? It shouldn't be you."
He looked at Tan Xing with a hint of disdain, that superiority made Tan Long and the others very uncomfortable, but he still endured it and didn't say anything.
"I am the curator."
Jiang Ning stepped forward and stared at the messenger, "Are you looking for me?"
Seeing Jiang Ning's youthful face, the messenger sneered.
"Don't make such a joke with me, let your owner come out!"
He stood up, with his hands behind his back, and said proudly, "It's not something you can afford to delay things!"
This tone made Tan Xing couldn't help frowning.
The visitor is not good.
He and Jiang Ning looked at each other and made eye contact, but let Jiang Ning handle it.
"I said, I am the owner of the museum, if you don't believe me, then go."
Jiang Ning was also not very polite, and pointed to the door.
"You are Jiang Ning?"
The messenger raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked at Jiang Ning seriously, which seemed to be similar to Fang Qiu's description.
"Letter, bring it."
Jiang Ning didn't talk nonsense and reached out directly.
It seemed that the so-called messenger was just an errand for him.
Jiang Ning's tone made the messenger a little uncomfortable.
It was as if his high head was suddenly pushed down to the ground!
"snort."
The messenger snorted, without saying anything, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to Jiang Ning: "This is a letter from my lord, please read it carefully!"
Jiang Ning didn't speak, and opened the letter directly after receiving it.
There are not many words on it, but they are written with a brush, and the momentum is a bit majestic. JrNovels.com
Tan Long has already arranged everything according to Jiang Ning's previous instructions.
The middle-aged man sitting there breathed calmly, and he didn't look like an ordinary person at first glance. Seeing Jiang Ning and the others walk in, he raised his head slightly, as if looking at people with his nostrils.
"Who are you?"
Tan Xing spoke, with his age and qualifications, he had enough weight.
"Your Majesty, I am just a messenger, here to deliver a letter to the owner of this extreme martial art school."
The man was still sitting, not even standing up.
He scanned around and said lightly: "Which one is the owner? It shouldn't be you."
He looked at Tan Xing with a hint of disdain, that superiority made Tan Long and the others very uncomfortable, but he still endured it and didn't say anything.
"I am the curator."
Jiang Ning stepped forward and stared at the messenger, "Are you looking for me?"
Seeing Jiang Ning's youthful face, the messenger sneered.
"Don't make such a joke with me, let your owner come out!"
He stood up, with his hands behind his back, and said proudly, "It's not something you can afford to delay things!"
This tone made Tan Xing couldn't help frowning.
The visitor is not good.
He and Jiang Ning looked at each other and made eye contact, but let Jiang Ning handle it.
"I said, I am the owner of the museum, if you don't believe me, then go."
Jiang Ning was also not very polite, and pointed to the door.
"You are Jiang Ning?"
The messenger raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked at Jiang Ning seriously, which seemed to be similar to Fang Qiu's description.
"Letter, bring it."
Jiang Ning didn't talk nonsense and reached out directly.
It seemed that the so-called messenger was just an errand for him.
Jiang Ning's tone made the messenger a little uncomfortable.
It was as if his high head was suddenly pushed down to the ground!
"snort."
The messenger snorted, without saying anything, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to Jiang Ning: "This is a letter from my lord, please read it carefully!"
Jiang Ning didn't speak, and opened the letter directly after receiving it.
There are not many words on it, but they are written with a brush, and the momentum is a bit majestic. JrNovels.com
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