Just like the stars of the earth, no matter what they do, they will be exposed to the public view, which will make them restrained.

But an ordinary person would not have such troubles, because no one would deliberately care about what a person did.

"Now it's too late to know the trouble, I'll see what you do." Bai Lingwan'er said speechlessly.

"What else can I do? Take a step and look at it. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. If it's a big deal, just kill it." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Hearing these four words, Bai Lingwan'er's eyelids twitched inexplicably.

Through this period of contact, Bai Lingwan'er can feel that Han Sanqian is not the kind of murderer full of hostility. He had no choice but to kill the three people in the imperial court, but why did he have a feeling when he said this? It's an unusually cold breath, like a killing god coming to the world!

Is this an illusion, or is there another side hidden by Han Sanqian?

In fact, Han Sanqian has never liked killing people. After all, he was born on the earth, and killing people is a crime. Han Sanqian will never go to this point unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, just because he doesn't like killing people doesn't mean he's not a killer.

Once in the center of the earth prison, Han Sanqian slaughtered everything. At that time, what is the difference between him and the god of death?

"You brag, those big families, you can kill them if you want." Bai Lingwan said with her mouth pursed.

Han Sanqian smiled, too lazy to explain.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Huang Xiaoyong hurriedly shouted outside the door: "Master, Master, are you awake?"

Han Sanqian glanced at Bai Lingwan'er, and Bai Lingwan'er automatically went to open the door.

When Huang Xiaoyong saw Bai Lingwan'er in Han Sanqian's room, he first smiled ambiguously, and then walked to Han Sanqian's side.

"Master, there's a big commotion now. All the big families in the imperial court are sending people to Feng Shang City. Do you know why?" Huang Xiaoyong said deliberately.

"For the sake of Shengli, I know everything you want to say, so don't talk nonsense." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Huang Xiaoyong suddenly felt like a deflated ball. He was thinking of showing off, but he didn't expect that Han Sanqian already knew about it.

"Master, what should we do now, why don't we sell it? This will cause too much commotion, and I'm afraid your identity will be exposed." Huang Xiaoyong said, he knew that Han Sanqian was deliberately concealing himself, otherwise Nor would he be ridiculed like in Longyun City.

But this time, the chance of Han Sanqian's identity being exposed is very high, so in Huang Xiaoyong's view, there may be a chance to turn back in time.

Bai Lingwan'er stared at Huang Xiaoyong like she was looking at an idiot, and said, "I suspect that your brain is trapped by the door, and you can say such things. Do you think that if you don't sell it, you will have nothing to do?"

Huang Xiaoyong still looked innocent, and said, "Could it be possible to force us to sell it?"

Bai Lingwan'er rolled her eyes with a powerless look, she had to suspect that Huang Xiaoyong really had some brain problems.

"Don't you know the truth about the innocence and the guilt?" Bai Lingwaner asked.

Facing such polite words, Huang Xiaoyong, a martial artist, couldn't understand at all, so he simply ignored Bai Lingwan'er, and said to Han Sanqian, "Master, what do you think should be done?"

"What Wan'er said is very reasonable. It is useless to take back the holy chestnuts now, and if we do so, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction with Fengmo Auction House. Once they expose our identities, I am afraid that we will have to face each other next time." Facing the endless pursuit, those big families will definitely do whatever it takes to get the holy chestnut." Han Sanqian said.

Huang Xiaoyong sighed, and said: "But if things continue like this, it's not a good thing for us. After all, there is only one Shengli, and only one can get it. Those who don't get it, probably won't let us go." .�

Han Sanqian smiled. Huang Xiaoyong's IQ fluctuated, sometimes high and sometimes low. What he said made sense. Those who didn't get the holy chestnut would definitely want to know the source of the holy chestnut. At that time, Han Sanqian is still in trouble.

It's a pity that it's not Han Sanqian's turn to regret it now. The moment Sheng Li took it out in front of Liu Ding, it was doomed that things would get out of hand.

Moreover, Han Sanqian didn't expect Fengmo Auction House to conceal his identity. Under the coercion and temptation of those big families, what is a small auction house? JrNovels.com