Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

As expected, the room was completely silent, and no one responded.

Rabbit Envy: I don't have a mouth~↘

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Feng Che: Hahahaha~

Turns out, people who are mute can take turns being the mute!

(￣y▽￣)~* Cover your mouth and snicker

Black Glasses: Zhang the Mute, did you hear me? Say something!

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Xiao Zhang Qiling: ……(●????●)

The external barriers sensed the fluctuations in spiritual energy, and the door, or rather the wall, which had been tightly fitted to the wall without any flaws, suddenly...

With a soft "hum," a light imbued with spiritual energy flowed along the seam of the door at the connection point and slowly pushed open.

It's like a key; with a gentle turn, it unlocks a mysterious world.

Through the crack in the door, the official saw dolls and puppets scattered all over the ground, their limbs broken and broken, resembling an abandoned battlefield!

The junior official truly listened, observed, and felt; unable to get involved himself, he obediently became a figurine.

A resolute glint flashed in his cool eyes as he silently thought:

"The Qilin bloodline is waning, and the Ghost Spirit Sect has no other bloodline members. It seems that the cultivators' allegiance is different from that of the Zhang family."

Therefore, I envy how hard Brother Zhuque works alone; as a fellow bloodline, I must also work twice as hard.

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For example, Zhang Qiling went on a crazy spree of crawling on the ground to pinch lamas, but this time he's not looking for his memories.

They've taken on the role of human messengers to eradicate "it," and their appearance fees have consequently increased.

The artifacts unearthed by the Ghost Spirit Sect also have their own channels for legal circulation.

The minor official's original intention was to supplement his family's income, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and the money was transferred to someone else...

The money flowed back into his pocket, sometimes even doubling, and eventually he used it to support his overseas associates.

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The consensus among everyone: when things get really tough, we definitely won't hold back.

It's good that the minor official has the heart; I'm very touched.

Children should keep their own money for themselves.

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Zhang Qiling (adult version): Not a child!

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Everyone: Yes, yes, yes~ that big clan leader!

There are even more places to spend money now, but I appreciate the sentiment.

If you really feel bad about it, you can invest here instead!

ψ(｀?′)ψ!

As a result, the value of the "Southern Blind," who was on par with the "Northern Mute," also skyrocketed.

Xiaxia: I, a blind man, am happy to see prices rise, as my good brother from "Bei Ya".

Of course we need to connect emotionally and keep up with the pace!

Healthy competition requires avoiding price gouging.

Money, come here quickly!

Meanwhile, Xianzai'er, who remained by Rabbit's side, sensed that the restriction had disappeared.

"Whoosh~"

Like a gust of wind, with wheels of fire beneath their feet, they swiftly slid back into their bodies.

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As he left, the paper doll Xian in Ji-yoon's hand also disappeared.

"A-Xian went back without even saying goodbye," Zhiyun said, shaking his head helplessly yet affectionately.

Wei Wuxian: Today's clone experience was not good. It's better to be a human!

"Since we're already here, let's try my latest favorite dish, which I learned from the Americans. It's not bad!"

Ji-sang, seated on the exquisite throne, invited him with the air of a master of her own destiny.

You're overthinking it; there aren't any exaggerated hundred steps like in fairy tales below.

They're just decorative dining chairs!

The overall frame is cast from an unknown dark gold metal, radiating a cold luster. The armrests are decorated with golden patterns of withered branches.

However, beneath the throne's cold exterior lies a delicate red rose.

Not all chairs are this complicated; respecting differences is the key to finding the right fit.

Zhisheng: Only the white rose across the way is a light-colored one that Zhisheng prepared for her sister.

Basically, every set of furniture in the castle's public areas features two maximalist designs in varying shades.

The rest isn't anything extravagant; comfort and aesthetics are enough.

(*/?＼*)

Delicate roses, their thorns concealed, twined around the back of the throne and the gaps in the armrests.

Their petals are as soft as velvet, and their captivating fragrance is a natural aroma in the air.

The roses, set against the dark gold of the throne, appear even more vibrant and romantic.

The withered branches entwined with angel wings that looked somewhat out of place in Feng Che's house

At this moment, it blends seamlessly into its surroundings, appearing as if it weren't wings attached to the high-backed, narrow seat.

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Rather, it's something she was born to be, giving Zhisheng an elegant and domineering air amidst her playful cuteness.

|???)っ?Little pretty?~

A wine-red carpet was laid on the floor, echoing the roses on the throne.

"Ah~ a real leather chair, sitting on top of it feels like I'm about to ascend the throne, so comfortable~" the man in black glasses, dressed in a long robe and mandarin jacket, sighed with satisfaction.

Compared to Xiao Zhang Qiling, the only difference is that he wears a mandarin jacket, which is different in color and pattern.

There was also a belt-like strip of cloth embroidered with gold thread tied around the waist, and an extra jade pendant to fasten the lapel.

Jin Yan had it prepared according to Manchu customs.

The person didn't get home, but the things arrived.

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Originally, there were shoes with olive-shaped lines sewn on the surface, wooden soles, and iron nails that made a crisp clanging sound when you walked on them.

Jin Yan: Those Manchu descendants I've met in business have an inherent sense of superiority that makes them look down on others and deserve a beating.

Even in poverty, they still maintain the refined tastes of the aristocracy.

I don't understand, but I respect it!

Young Prince: I'm way past those old-fashioned ways. I'm not like those clueless people~↗

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The young prince noticed a crisp, clanging sound as he walked, as if someone had called out their name from afar.

It looked a bit silly on me; I'd never worn it before, so of course I firmly refused.

Put it away and keep it on a high shelf. Take it out and look at it again when you reminisce about the past. That way, you won't waste everyone's good intentions!

The minor official thought it was flashy.

Feng Che didn't want to repeat the scene, so he directly recommended the Qilin color and Qilin pattern, for the little Qilin with Qilin tattoos and Qilin blood to wear!

The Qilin family, paired with the Zhang family's keepsake two-ringed clasp as an embellishment, would look great!

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