People have to prepare their own homes.
Shen Li: “…”
The subsequent visit and meeting took place in Mi August’s own home.
The spirit of the house transformed into a maid and served hot tea.
Shen Liruo glanced at it with emotion, and then introduced himself to Mi August.
“Shen Li, the director of Beiyuan City’s Yefu.”
“Mi August.” Mi August pointed to Mi Feixue next to her and said her name.
Shen Li took a sip of tea and said respectfully, “What are Miss Mi’s plans next?”
Mi August said: “I’m watching as I walk, I don’t have any specific plans.”
Shen Li didn’t ask much, “If you need any help, just ask.”
Mi August smiled lightly, “It’s true. I want to borrow Si Yefu’s collection of books.”
“That’s no problem. I’m just afraid that the collection of books in the house won’t satisfy the lady.” Shen Li said.
Mi August shook his head, “As a thank you gift, if anyone in your family is injured or sick, you can send them to me for free treatment.”
“Then it’s my turn to thank you girl.” Shen Li looked grateful.
Then he stood up and said goodbye consciously, “You two have been busy traveling, so I can’t bother you more. We will meet again when we have time in the future.”
After saying that, he treated Mi August as a courtesy among spiritual masters and left with Yu Hu.
“Director, what can you see?” Yu Hu asked Shen Li in a low voice after leaving the old house.
Shen Li shook his head and said fearfully: “Both of them look like ordinary people who have never practiced cultivation. They are so perfectly ordinary. Either they are carrying disguised treasures or their strength is incomparable to us. No matter what the possibility is, they cannot be offended.”
Yu Hu said yes. No wonder the director didn’t bother to find out a word. They could only praise such a wealthy genius and not make any changes.
“When the special envoy arrives, we’ll leave it to the special envoy.” Shen Li didn’t say anything selfishly. When talking to Mi August and looking at each other, his eyes stung vaguely, and he felt inexplicably frightened but could not find the reason.
Old house.
After Mi August waited for the others to leave, he took Mi Feixue’s hand and asked her, “What do you think of that person’s eyes, baby?”
Mi Feixue was confused.
Mi August touched the delicate skin at the corners of her eyes, “Does it look good?”