After finishing writing, Caspian thought for a while, modified a few of the words, and then injected spiritual Qi into it.
Seeing the messenger disappear from his palm, Caspian snorted softly and got up to greet Handsome and Little Candy. "Let's go to the next treasure house."
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At the same time, in a private room of a teahouse in a big city, Yuan Ye's expression suddenly changed.
He signaled to the person sitting opposite him and then took out a messenger from his storage pouch.
There was also a pattern of a crane on messenger.
He injected his spiritual Qi into the surface of messenger, and soon a short paragraph appeared on it.
Yuan Ye's eyes glittered as if he was shocked.
But after taking a closer look, the look on his face became complicated again. He stroked his chin with his left hand and looked at messenger with a frown, thinking.
Seeing him like this, the man in purple sitting opposite Yuan Ye smiled and said, "Spiritualist Yuan, if you have something to do, I'll wait aside. When you're done, let's continue to talk."
"It doesn't matter." Yuan Ye waved his hand and said to the man in purple, "This matter has something to do with what I just said. Please wait for a moment. I'll think about how to deal with it."
He pointed to messenger in his hand, paused for a moment, and continued, "I may have already found the location of the target."
"Oh?" The purple-robed man's eyes lit up, and he nodded with a smile. "That's more convenient. I'll wait here."
Yuan Ye nodded and stopped talking. Instead, he focused on messenger in his hand.
After thinking for a while, he took out another messenger, wrote a few words on it, and then injected it into his spiritual Qi.
After waiting for nearly an hour, he received a response.
Seeing the news sent by messenger this time, Yuan Ye's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were full of surprise and excitement.
The purple-robed man sitting opposite him looked at him with a smile, as if he had not been affected by Yuan Ye's mood swings.
"Please wait for a moment. I'll deal with it soon." Yuan Ye was worried that the other party would be anxious. After all, he had a request this time, so he quickly explained.
"It doesn't matter." The purple-robed man smiled and waved his hand.
Yuan Ye nodded. After thinking for a while, he put the messenger in front of him, wrote a line of words on it, and sent it out.
This time, he didn't wait long before he got a response.
There was only one word on messenger in response, "Yes."
"That's enough!" Seeing the word, Yuan Ye waved his fist excitedly and said through his teeth, "I'll let you fall into my trap this time!"
"Oh?" The man in purple looked at Yuan Ye with a smile. "What makes you so happy, Spiritualist Yuan?"
"This is good news," Yuan Ye said with a smile, "I wanted to ask you to send a killer to kill my enemy, but the problem is that I don't know where the other party is now."
"Yes." The purple-robed man nodded.
However, his eyes immediately fell on messenger in front of Yuan Ye and then he said, "Spiritualist Yuan, do you mean that you have found him now?"
This man is obviously coming for me, and it's very likely that he has mastered some information.
"My subordinate was among the forces that suffered today, and he caused a fatal disaster in order to do something at that time."
So according to my speculation, this man killed my subordinate and pretended to use his tone to send me a message with this messenger to lure me out.
But he didn't know that I had always been cautious. Not only did we use this special messenger, but every time we sent a message, there was a hidden message in it.
There was only one possibility that the hidden message was wrong. My subordinate was tortured by him and the other party knew the hidden message.
But my men deliberately told him a wrong one in order to warn me."
"What a loyal subordinate. I'm moved." The man in purple nodded repeatedly. "It's the same for the killers of the Ghost Kill Pavilion. Even if the assassination fails, they won't reveal their employer's identity."
"Of course I trust the Ghost Kill Pavilion. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here to ask you for help." Yuan Ye flattered him and continued, "After knowing that it was the man who pretended to be my subordinate, I made an appointment with him and want to meet him somewhere in 18 days."
"I understand." The purple-robed man replied, "It's indeed a good plan to play it by ear. At that time, the killers of the Ghost Kill Pavilion can ambush there in advance, and then kill this guy by surprise.
"That person definitely doesn't know that you've seen through him, Spiritualist Yuan. He won't be on guard."
"That's right." Yuan Ye smiled and became more and more proud. He shook his fingers and said, "But you just said something wrong."
"Hmm? Which sentence?" The purple-robed man asked curiously.
"Not only the killers of the Ghost Kill Pavilion, but also I will be there at that time," Yuan Ye said.
"Spiritualist Yuan, you want to come there yourself?" The purple-clothed man frowned. "Is this safe?"
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