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How could he bear letting Lin Hu climb the mountain of blades and descend the sea of fire?

Di Mo Jiu's unfathomable eyes looked at Jun Qianyan. To be more precise, he first looked at Jun Feiyan's hand resting on Lin Hu's shoulder, then he looked at Jun Qianyan's face.

Did this woman have to say things that were so easily misunderstood? And he knew she didn't mean it that way.

"Sir, thinking about me like that is my, Lin Hu's good fortune. Speak, what does benefactor need my help with?" "Even though I will not decline, but …"

Lin Hu paused, he scratched his head in embarrassment as he continued to say: "But benefactor, even if you are this strong I may not be able to accomplish the task you entrusted to me!"

When Jun Qianyan heard his words, her heart skipped a beat. When she finished listening to Lin Hu's words, she let out a breath of relief and waved her hand: "Relax, for you it definitely won't be a problem, but you must be serious and take over."

"Don't worry!" Lin Hu knew that Jun Qiyan was not someone to be trifled with, and when he thought of the task she was prepared to give him, Lin Hu felt a bit embarrassed. He picked up the teacup in front of him and waited for Jun Qianyan to give him the task.

"I hope that you and your Blizzard Mercenaries can follow me back to White City and help me manage the city." Jun Qiyan looked at him with a smile, "Of course you guys will get your rewards. White City is rich in materials, you and your team can use whatever you need to cultivate."

"Manage White City?!"

Lin Hu was dumbstruck, his breathing was not smooth and the fragrant and bitter tea was immediately choked in his lungs. Lin Hu slapped his chest as he coughed with all his might, his bright eyes were filled with shock.

While coughing, the tea in his mouth accidentally dripped on Di Mo Jiu's robe, splashing on his luxurious robe, making him frown.

Di Mo Jiu had a serious obsession with cleanliness. Jun Qiyan looked at him sympathetically, but Di Mo Jiu did not make a move on him seeing how Lin Hu was coughing.

Lin Hu choked on his tears to the point that he almost wanted to cry. He finally stopped coughing and slowly drank a mouthful of tea. He looked at the two people in front of him with disbelief and was momentarily unable to say a word.

What's wrong with this world? Looking at the young Jun Qiyan, who was actually the City Lord of White City, he stammered before asking, "Yes …" The White City that is located at the top of the Howling Forest is it?

Jun Qiyan seemed to have expected his surprised look. She nodded. "How many white cities can there be?"

Lin Hu still did not trust her and once again opened his mouth to ask: "H-why is it me?"

Jun Qiyan was also able to understand his meaning, after all, her relationship with Lin Hu was not that deep, and looking for her like this was indeed her way of thinking.

But she had heard from him that Lin Hu and the Blizzard Mercenary Group were the peak mercenary groups of the Mercenary Union and their credit was extremely high so she believed that she would not misjudge them.

"I've asked about you, and I don't think I'm mistaken." Jun Qiyan didn't have any gaudy reasons to speak truthfully.

Lin Hu was silent for a moment, and Jun Qiyan thought that he was secretly weighing the pros and cons in his heart before saying to him: "The White City is rich in materials, it is definitely a good place. You and your Blizzard Mercenary Company only need to help me manage the White City to enjoy the rich resources, isn't that worth it?"

Lin Hu hurriedly tried to defend himself: "Even if benefactor wanted me to go to the border I would still be willing, but I never thought that such a good job would fall to me."

"Then, you've agreed to it?" Jun Qiyan confirmed with a smile.

"Of course!" Lin Hu smiled and nodded his head.

"Great, then you should discuss this with the eighty elite members of the Blizzard Mercenary Group, right? If anyone doesn't want you to help me convince him. " Jun Qiyan snapped his fingers, and laughed even more heartily.

"Don't worry. You saved their boss's life. They all have candid natures and they will not refuse it, let alone a good thing like this." Lin Hu also laughed.

He poured a cup of tea for Jun Qiyan, passed it to her, and then filled his cup with tea.

Jun Qiyan was also a straightforward person. Without saying anything further, he picked up his teacup and gulped it down.

"If your benefactor has nothing important to do, then you can stay and chat with me. I'm almost suffocating from staying here every day."

After the important matters had been discussed, Jun Qiyan did not have anything important to do, so she stayed to chat after hearing Lin Hu's words.

He did not like to participate in this chat at all. Looking at their lips that were constantly moving together, he could not hear a word of the noisy talk and laughter, other than the silver bell-like laughter that occasionally came from Jun Qiyan.

"Oh yeah, benefactor, what does that paralyzed face of yours have to do with you?" Lin Hu had been very interested in Di Mo Jiu's identity since early in the morning, so he tried to probe Jun Qiyan's identity.

Face paralysis?

Di Mo Jiu glanced at Lin Hu, treating him as a little brat not being polite and not making a fuss about it with him.

"Puchi …" On the other hand, Jun Qiyan felt that the nickname of "Face-paralyzing Face" was very suitable for Di Mo Jiu.

Di Mo Jiu heard Jun Qiyan's laughter and his cold gaze fell on her face. Jun Qianyan suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She quickly put away the smile on her face and cleared her throat.

"Cough …" He … he is my good partner. He is very powerful. I have come all the way here thanks to him protecting me. "

Lin Hu heard this and was slightly shocked.

Is it just a partnership? The way Di Mo Jiu looked at her clearly showed that he had some feelings for her.

Lin Hu wanted to say something to ease the current atmosphere, but Jun Qiyan's expression suddenly turned bad.

Suddenly, Jun Qiyan's ears began to ring as a chaotic scene flashed across his eyes. However, it only lasted for an instant as an ancient voice sounded in his ear.

"Dye, something happened at home!" It was Jun Xuanfeng's voice.

Grandfather?! When Jun Qiyan heard the words' something happened to the Jun Family ', a thunderclap suddenly exploded in his mind.

For a moment it seemed as if all her strength had been sucked out of her, causing her to stand up in panic and almost fall to the ground. Her sleeves inadvertently swept away the teacups on the table.

"What's wrong?"

Di Mo Jiu quickly supported her, accidentally touching her ice-cold fingertips, his sharp eyebrows slightly frowned.

Lin Hu looked at his hand that was slowly reaching out and silently retracted it. This was superfluous.

"At home …" Only now did Jun Qianyan realize that her hands were shaking and her speech was a bit slurred. "Grandfather Ling Yin said that something happened at home."