"Tingli, we can be considered a Xuanmen lineage after all, and we moved to Liyue Port together. Now we are coming to your home because this is a rare opportunity. If you know something, just tell me openly.

come out."

The speaker was an old man who was nearly eighty years old.

The old man's surname is Wang, and he is the head of the Wang family who won the title of "Head of Xuanmen" in this martial arts tournament.

It was past midnight, and the reason why they still didn't leave was naturally because they wanted to get news about Ning Guang.

Han Tingli stood up after hearing this, and said with an apologetic look on his face: "Elders, I, Han Tingli, can't speak to your family. I didn't know you were forcing me like this."

"Brother Han, you are seeing someone outside now. You and Ma Wenliang are both working under Na Yanfei. Who in Liyue Port today doesn't know that Ma Wenliang is a person who can speak to your family. You and his colleagues, what do you mean?

If you don’t know, how can we believe it?”

Han Tingli looked at the speaker, who was a family head who was usually close to him. He quickly explained: "Brother, that's Ma Wenliang, not me, Han Tingli."

"He, Ma Wenliang, has met Ouyang, but I, Han Tingli, have never met him before. We are different."

While explaining, Han Tingli also hated Ma Wenliang in his heart.

They are all in the same department, and when we work together, no one knows who the other is.

The so-called rumors that "can be spoken in your family" were spread by Ma Wenliang himself.

But he couldn't expose this matter yet.

Now he and Ma Wenliang are shouldering the responsibility together. If he exposes this matter now, he will not be able to do the rest of the matter.

So he could only hold on like this and try his best to deal with it.

Han Tingli stood up, raised the wine in the glass in front of him, and said to everyone.

"Everyone, we really don't know about the Seven Stars, and compared to me or Ma Wenliang, shouldn't the people you should be looking for are other people who serve in the Eight Gates? They are the regular administrative staff, and I am here to

Strictly speaking, this department is just a small team that was put together temporarily with your family's funds, and it has no meaning."

"So your trip to see me is in vain. I apologize to you. I'll drink this glass of wine first. You elders should go back and rest early."

After saying that, Han Tingli raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The hot burning sensation flowed down the river, making him frown unconsciously.

He didn't want to drink it, but he had to drink it anyway.

The people outside the living room who were standing in the yard waiting were okay, but he really couldn't afford to offend the more than 20 people in the living room.

Xuanmen is not like the local merchants in Liyue. Xuanmen can generally be viewed as a whole.

Especially after they moved to Liyue Port together six years ago, they supported each other at first and slowly established themselves in Liyue Port.

Therefore, the old man of the Wang family is, in a sense, the "big patriarch" of everyone in Xuanmen.

As for other people, whether they are friends or elders, they are all within this framework and are difficult for him to fall out with.

What's more, at least these people don't use force to suppress others, so he can only say soft words and ask for mercy.

After hearing Han Tingli's words, everyone in the living room silently turned their eyes to the old man of the Wang family who was sitting in the main seat, wanting to hear his decision.

The old man gently twirled the gray beard on his chin, and stared at Han Tingli with piercing eyes for a while on his weather-covered face.

I generally understood in my heart that the other party probably really didn’t know.

But their Xuanmen can only barely gain a foothold in Liyue Port now. If Han Tingli doesn't know some core information, then there will be nothing anyone else can do.

Looking around, he had a panoramic view of everyone's eyes.

The old man finally looked at Han Tingli again, and his tone became more serious as he asked.

"Ting Li, do you really don't know?"

"I don't know!"

Han Tingli stood upright, his face serious and calm.

Seeing this, the old man stopped pressuring him. He nodded and said, "Well, in that case, I believe in you, and so will everyone."

Bah bah bah——

At this moment, before the old man had finished speaking, he heard someone knocking hard on the door outside the living room.

"Han Tingli? Are you from the Han Tingli family?"

Bah bah bah——

Xiao Gui outside the door patted the door.

He saw through the crack in the door that there seemed to be lights in the courtyard, so he continued to pat the door and said: "Han Tingli? I am the housekeeper of your family, and my wife has something to do with you!"

Wow——

Xiaogui's voice was not low, and soon these words spread throughout the living room and outside.

At the same time, after hearing what Xiaogui said clearly, everyone looked at the stunned Han Tingli with bated breath.

The old man on the main seat also looked at Han Tingli who was standing there in amazement, with both inquiry and exploration in his eyes.

What's going on?!

Han Tingli's whole body is now numb.

He didn't understand how someone claiming to be from your family could come to him so late?!

Still on such an occasion!

He looked at the old man blankly, with confusion in his eyes.

The old man smiled faintly and said: "Tingli, since I'm looking for you, then go and greet me."

"Okay." Han Tingli agreed blankly.

He turned around without meeting the people in the living room. He lowered his head slightly, walked through a few people, walked out of the living room, came to the courtyard door, and opened it.

Click——

The wooden door was opened. Xiaogui looked up and saw that Han Tingli was about to speak. He glanced at the crowd of people in the courtyard and was startled.

"Huh? Han Tingli, why are there so many guests at your house so late at night?"

"Butler Xiaogui is joking." Han Tingli cupped his hand. After regaining consciousness for a while, he asked directly, "You have also seen that there is something going on at home. I wonder what the reason for Butler Xiaogui to come to me so late is?"

"Oh, it's my wife who is looking for you, saying that she will discuss some matters with you at the 'Youjian Teahouse' tomorrow morning."

"It's a lot of work." Han Tingli answered simply.

Xiaogui didn't say specifically what it was, and he didn't ask in detail.

He is now afraid of causing trouble and just wants Xiaogui to leave as soon as possible.

But reality didn't seem to want her to get what she wanted. Just when Xiaogui finished speaking and was about to leave, an old voice came from behind.

"Wait a minute!"

Xiaogui turned his head when he heard the words and saw everyone in the courtyard standing on both sides, revealing a passage. At the end of this passage, an old man stood in front of the living room door and said politely to him: "This housekeeper,

I wonder if you can tell me what the specific matter of your family's request to Tingli is?"

"Who is he?"

Xiaogui glanced at the old man and did not rush to answer, but asked Han Tingli in front of him.

Han Tingli looked back at the old man, and explained to Xiaogui helplessly: "This is the patriarch of my Xuanmen lineage, the leader of Xuanmen who won the first prize in this martial arts competition, the Wang family."

Then, Han Tingli added another sentence and said: "Now that everyone from the Xuanmen lineage is here, there are some things to discuss tonight, which made the butler kid laugh."

"Oh? Are everyone from the Xuanmen lineage here?" Xiaogui flashed a joyful expression when he heard this, and quickly asked, "Are you sure?"

Han Tingli did not doubt that he was there, nodded and said: "It's absolutely true."

What a coincidence.

The smile on Xiaogui's face grew wider.

He raised his head and looked into the yard. He ignored the old man and asked loudly to everyone: "Who is Mingjun? Is Shen He's uncle here?"

Shen He?

Who?!

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't understand why the housekeeper of your noble family suddenly asked such a topic.

But Ming Jun's words sounded a little familiar. I always felt that they seemed familiar, and I must have seen them before.

But I couldn't remember it for a while.

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, the old man standing in front of the living room door walked a few steps to the courtyard door and asked Xiaogui who was still looking in.

"Mingjun is a member of the Wang family. I am the only one from the Wang family here today. Why are you looking for him?"

"Is that so?" Xiaogui looked at Han Tingli in confusion when he heard this. When Han Tingli nodded, he quickly smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Wang, please send someone to inform him that you will go to Youjian with Han Tingli tomorrow morning.

Teahouse, my wife asked to see them both."

"I don't know. What do you mean?"
To be continued...