Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Next to him stood a young man holding a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand.

Xie Yunhe noticed that the boy's pen was not a brush, but a long strip of charcoal, which allowed him to record things quickly.

The young man was dressed in a gray robe and stood out in the crowd. Coupled with his dull face, he looked even more like a passerby.

But what he did at this time was not ordinary at all.

The inside of Fanhualou was in a mess, with tables and chairs scattered all over the floor, and food scattered all over the floor. The shopkeeper was counting the customers who had run away without paying with a frown on his face, and some unlucky diners were lying on the floor, holding the parts of their bodies that were burned by phosphorus powder and wailing.

The young man stood in a rare clean spot behind Xie Yunhe, writing furiously with his eyes sparkling.

It is in stark contrast to the people around him.

He stopped writing only after hearing Xie Yunhe's question.

"Are you asking me? My last name is Jiang, and I'm the ninth child in my family. You can just call me Jiang Jiu!"

"You haven't told me yet, what message did he send you?"

The young man, Jiang Jiu, asked the same question again.

Xie Yunhe raised his eyebrows: "Why should I tell you?"

When did he get behind him?

How come he didn't feel anything at all?

Xie Yunhe took a few steps back cautiously, blocking Li Ye behind him.

If this guy were an assassin, he would succeed in minutes.

Jiang Jiu ignored Xie Yunhe's actions, refocused his attention on the book in his hand, and continued to write furiously.

He muttered to himself while writing.

Xie Yunhe pricked up his ears and listened.

"...In Fanhua Tower, Young Master Li of the Zixiao Sect threw himself into the arms of a young sword cultivator in full view of the crowd. The young man tried to avoid her, and Young Master Li shyly asked, 'Xie Lang, am I beautiful?' Xie Lang replied, 'No,' and Young Master Li burst into tears..."

"...Young Master Li was attacked, and Xie Lang heroically saved her. Xie Lang has solid basic skills, but he's incredibly poor, and his sword is a fine iron sword..."

"...Afterwards, the two held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes. Young Master Li tearfully accused Xie Lang of not reading the message from the sound transmission jade pendant. I asked what the message was, but Xie Lang refused to answer. I guess it was just the couple's sweet love words..."

"...The dignified Young Master of the Zixiao Sect actually fell in love with a down-and-out swordsman. Is this a sign of moral degradation or..."

Xie Yunhe couldn't bear to listen any longer and his veins bulged.

"Hey, that's enough! What nonsense are you making up?"

He stepped forward and tried to stop Jiang Jiu from writing any further.

Jiang Jiu changed his steps, and before anyone could see clearly, he had already moved ten meters away.

He easily dodged Xie Yunhe's hand.

"...The sword cultivator was so angry that he tried to stop me from telling the truth..."

Jiang Jiu continued to write.

"You are so despicable! What truth can you tell me? Don't use love and affection to taint the pure brotherhood between me and Brother Xie!"

Li Ye was also very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and he heard Jiang Jiu's mumbling.

He has never been slandered like this in his life!

Refute loudly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jiu continued to write furiously.

"...Young Master Li claims that their relationship has transcended ordinary love, insisting they are brothers. I suspect this is a term of endearment used in bed. They're really playing it up..."

I was still writing when I suddenly felt my arm sink.

Jiang Jiu looked up and saw Qian Buchou's smiling face.

Jiang Jiu's face froze.

"Write, why don't you write anymore?"

Qian Buchou asked with interest.

"Yeah, why don't you write anymore? What's going on?"

Looking to the left, I saw Xie Yunhe's dark face.

Looking to the right, I saw Li Ye’s blue and red face.

Jiang Jiu tactfully raised the notebook and pen in his hand.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! I'm a member of Qianli Pavilion's Huang Division, and I have the jade pendant as proof! I'm just recording what happened here, and I'm absolutely not exaggerating!"

Jiang Jiu carefully put down one hand and took out a tattered and old jade pendant from his pocket.

The three words "Qianli Pavilion" are engraved on the front of the jade pendant, and the words "Huang Bu Jiang Jiu" are engraved on the back.

Qian Buchou took it and took a look at it.

Xie Yunhe also took a look and felt deeply suspicious.

He knew Qianli Pavilion. Wasn't it the intelligence organization that was so bored that it made rankings for people?

Qin Yu is currently ranked third on the Young Masters List of Yunlang Continent.

Qianli Pavilion is also the largest intelligence provider in Yunlang Continent.

Is their identification so crude?

Qian Buchou took out a card from his pocket?

Placed on the jade plate.

Something changed where the card and the jade token touched.

The "Qianli Pavilion" on the front of the jade plaque changed to "Qianli Intelligence Store".

So amazing? What's the principle behind this?

Xie Yunhe stared wide-eyed, showing an ignorant expression.

Qian Buchou put away the card, and under Jiang Jiu's eager gaze, he also put away the jade token.

"Yes, it has been verified. It is indeed Jiang Jiu, the Huangbu spy of Qianli Pavilion."

Qian Buchou said expressionlessly.

"Then, Senior, can you return the jade token to me?"

Seeing that the crisis seemed to be resolved, Jiang Jiu tentatively wanted to get his identity jade token back.

"I'll return it to you when you finish revising your manuscript. I'm fed up with you spies from the Huang Department who lie all the time and write nonsense all day long!"

It is obvious that he has no worries about money and cannot eat anything.

He gets angry when talking about this.

Wasn't it that during a mission, at the request of his employer, he was required to hide in a completely invisible place while acting as a bodyguard?

It cannot be on the beam, in the shadow, or on the eaves, otherwise it will not be effective in luring the snake out of its hole.

Yes, the employer also played a trick of luring the snake out of its hole, and finally successfully caught the person who had been assassinating the employer in the garden.

Of course, he also spent an hour in the toilet of his employer's house.

For the mission, this is nothing.

Just as he was happily taking his reward and preparing to have a delicious meal, he wanted to comfort himself from the pain of lying in wait in the toilet for an hour.

He had no idea what he was about to face.

When his friend asked him evasively, he was still confused.

Until he got a copy of Qianli Newspaper.

"Rumor has it: 'Xia Jian' Qian Buchou is suspected of having a postpartum illness. I witnessed it with my own eyes. Qian Buchou spent over an hour in the restroom before storming out with a stern expression on his face, likely driven mad by the postpartum illness. It's well known that Qian Buchou enjoys spiritual food. Could this be caused by indigestion? I consulted a medical practitioner, who advised that while spiritual food is good, avoid overindulgence. If you experience symptoms of postpartum illness due to constipation, dryness, or wind, you can eat more honey..."

Without his knowledge, this Thousand Miles Newspaper had already been sold throughout the Yunlang Continent.

Money is not a problem.

He carefully recalled when he rushed out of the toilet, and only a servant passed by.

The servant's expression was indeed shocked at that time.

But he didn't take it seriously.

Who could have known that this was a spy from the Huang Department of Qianli Pavilion!