"Holy Birthday, Burial of Dragon City, Chaoxian Tower?"

The old fat was slightly stunned and said with a strange look:

"What's this? You didn't say who would be there."

"Do I still need to say it? Of course it's Fang Bansaint."

Pei Buli said with a smile.

The old fat face darkened: "Fang Bansheng? What are you kidding? You are just a pawn, how can you know Fang Bansheng's whereabouts?

If I report this news, I will be laughed to death. You want me to be a laughing stock."

"I said, you just don't believe it. Besides, the world will know about half a year."

Pei Buli smiled faintly and said, "You are just a laughing stock now. Then others will know your contribution."

"Why!? What do you mean?"

"How long is the birthday of the Holy Book?"

Pei Buli said lightly.

"I'll do it..."

Lao Fei seemed to be calculating carefully.

Fang Chen also heard about the birthday of the Holy Book, which was the day when the Qingming Supreme Alliance created the Holy Book.

Every 10,000 years, there will be a birthday, and all ethnic groups will have some ceremonies to celebrate together.

"It's still thirty years."

Lao Fei calculated a time.

"Yes, it's almost this time."

Pei Buli smiled faintly and said, "On that day, Fang Bansheng will be promoted to a saint in the Burial Dragon City, Chaoxian Tower."

"hiss--"

The old fat took a breath and looked at Pei Bulu in a daze, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

This Fang Bansaint...is going to be promoted to a saint?

"Impossible! How could you, a pawn, know such important news!

Any semi-saint promoted to a saint must find a safe place, for fear that other saints will come to stop it.

It’s okay for people from the same clan to say, but they may not be too ugly. After all, one more saint will be of great help to the overall situation.

But what if foreigners know about this?

What if the Yan clan knew about this?"

Lao Fei stared at Pei Buluo with a drowsy look, and suddenly slapped him hundreds of times.

Pei couldn't react and was stunned.

"You and his grandmother are still lying to me and treat me as a fool. Fang Bansheng will not tell you about such news even if he is his own son, let alone you!"

Lao Fei cursed while beating.

After a while.

Pei Buli looked at Lao Fei with a red face, his eyes full of dissatisfaction:

"Are you finished?"

"After the fight, you'd better tell me something useful and don't try to tease me again. My patience is almost worn away by you."

Lao Fei said coldly.

Perhaps in order to avoid being beaten by Lao Fei, Pei Bulai dared not make another sentence this time, and said in one breath:

"We, Xie Zhi, have already received news that Fang Bansheng is going to be promoted to a saint in Chaoxian Tower, Burial Dragon City.

In half a year, this news will be made public.

At that time, the nine saints of the human race will have the opportunity to go to Burial Dragon City to discuss this matter with Fang.

After deciding that Fang Semi-saint is promoted to a saint, he will fight with you or be in harmony.

As for why Fang Bansheng made this news public, I don’t understand and I don’t have the right to think about it. I guess Fang Bansheng is not afraid of the saints of the foreign race coming to invade, nor is he afraid of you making trouble."

He paused, "If you continue to hit me, I will double the number in half a year."

The old fat raised his hand suddenly froze, frowned and pondered for a few breaths, and said coldly:

"Will this news be made public in half a year?"

"You have been verbing me for more than ten years, are you still missing this half year?"

Pei Buli smiled and said.

"Well……"

The old fat's expression changed continuously, and then a strong smile appeared on his face:

"Brother Pei, I can only give you a moment of grievance. If one day Fang Bansheng is really promoted to Saint, I will personally send Brother Pei out."

"snort."

"Brother Pei, you just said that after the news was announced, Fang Bansheng was willing to send someone to interview us?"

"Um."

"Okay, Brother Pei, rest first."

...

...

Fang Chen's thoughts have returned to the present since last night.

"It's him."

The old fat pointed at Pei Bulu and said with a smile:

"I was arranged to Lishui City because we already knew that Xuan Dao Pei Buli's other identity is the Xie Zhi Pawn."

“Xie?”

Fang Chen asked in confusion.

He was very curious about why Lao Fei found himself today.

The news I learned from Pei Buli yesterday was already very useful to him.

"Yes, Xiezhi Tower was founded by Fang's Fangchen Half Saint. It is quite famous in the Mingxu Land, and is only a little weaker than our patrol department."

Lao Fei smiled and nodded: "Xie Zhi pawn is specializing in collecting intelligence and assassination. Fang Bansheng took this opportunity to avoid being at a disadvantage in several battles with Luoxue Alliance and gaining some advantages."

"So that's it, so he has important information!"

Fang Chen followed Lao Fei's words and looked at Pei, revealing the grayish-white pupils in his eyes.

Pei Buli looked at the person in front of him with a little curiousness. The other party slapped him unconscious, bringing him here, leaving him without the ability to fight back. The strength of the person in front of him was really unfathomable.

"Yes, he has important information, so I need you to verify the authenticity of this information. Are you willing to accept this mission?"

The old fat looked at Fang Chen with a serious expression.

He is fooling me?

Fang Chen also looked at Lao Fei solemnly: "Is it dangerous?"

"Uh... it's not particularly dangerous. Your strength has been promoted to nine turns. Most of the dangers can be resolved by themselves. Moreover, this mission is mainly about inquiry, not arresting."

Old fat road.

After a pause, the old fat man said earnestly:

"You have been promoted to nine turns, which means that your talent is good, and your future will definitely be above me.

Now you only need to make a contribution that is worthy of your superiors and build the foundation for your future.

I can guarantee that if you complete this task, it will be no problem to be a local official in the future.

Don’t think that being a deputy hall official in a state of change is simple. Look at Li Tingjiu, a master of third-turn, can only be a deputy hall official in such a small place.

And I mainly rely on the relationship between the prince. If you complete this task, the prince may meet you in person, and there are great benefits!"

"With such a great benefit, why don't the old fat man go there in person?"

Fang Chen Dao.

"I want to report this to the prince, but the time is not right."

Lao Fei sighed softly, "Besides, I have made contributions to completing the task, after all, you are the one I brought out."

"I see."

Fang Chen thoughtfully said, "Sir, what kind of mission is this mission? What information do I need to inquire about?"

"What you have to do is go to the Burial Dragon City, Chaoxian Tower, and then indicate your identity as the Inspection Department. Someone will come to you and tell you what you want to do next."

Lao Fei said in a deep voice.

Fang Chen understood, and the other party asked him to be the bait.

but……

He was originally a child of the Fang family. If he could really see the Fang Bansaint in advance through this matter, it might be a good thing.
Chapter completed!