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After dealing with the killers, when the two returned to the Duke Palaces, it was already midnight. Ji Yunkai didn't bother to rest anymore and made a list for Xiao Jiu'an and had him prepare the materials.

The list that Ji Yunkai had given Xiao Jiu'an was the quantity of explosives she had prepared. As much as Xiao Jiu'an needed, she didn't make the decision and she was only responsible for their production.

"There are a lot of things my senior brother doesn't know, and of course my senior brother knows a lot more." Who said Feng Qi wouldn't, and she couldn't either?

Could it be that she had to know everything that Feng Qi knew?

What logic!

"He won't be your senior very soon." Xiao Jiu'an didn't like saying the words "my senior brother" from Ji Yunkai's mouth. It was as if Ji Yunkai and Feng Qi were family.

Although they looked more like a family, the truth was that he and Ji Yunkai were only family.

Ji Yunkai frowned, and did not say a word …

She more or less knew about Feng Qi's situation and could understand her choice, but neither she nor the original owner had any deep feelings for him. Hence, whether or not Feng Qi was the head disciple of the Sky Doctor Valley, did not have much of an impact on her.

As long as Feng Qi was not distant from her just because she was not his junior or wanted to improve, she and Feng Qi could always be the same as they were now.

Yes, for her and Feng Qi, maintaining the current situation was the best. She knew how Feng Qi felt towards her, but she was bound to be unable to respond.

Although he would regret it, Ji Yunkai did not regret it. There were some feelings that he would not tolerate.

Ji Yunkai obviously didn't want to say anything more, so naturally Xiao Jiu'an wouldn't say anymore. He knew that Ji Yunkai was a smart person, and that she was smart enough to know what she could and couldn't do.

That was not something that Ji Yunkai could decide. No matter how unreasonable he was, she would not make things difficult for Ji Yunkai.

Xiao Jiu'an took the list and went out. After calculating it once, she made a new list and had the manager prepare it separately.

Yes, everyone was in charge, and Xiao Jiu'an even specially added a few things that she did not need, but she did not want anyone to know exactly what he wanted.

After everything was prepared, Xiao Jiu'an called Ji Yunkai over and told her to start the production.

Because he didn't want too many people to know about the explosives, Xiao Jiu'an arranged for no one else but Ji Yunkai.

Seeing such a room full of ingredients, Ji Yunkai couldn't help but sigh: "My prince, aren't you thinking too much?" These materials could at least be made into a hundred explosives, right?

Why did Xiao Jiu'an need so much explosives? Blast the palace?

Or, like he said, go to the Silver Blizzard City?

"I'll do whatever I can before daybreak." Xiao Jiu'an did not make it difficult for Ji Yunkai.

Ji Yunkai nodded her head, without saying a word, she resigned herself to her fate and started to make the explosives.

At first, Ji Yunkai thought that the reason why he stayed in the room was to learn how to make explosives from her, but he was so proud that he was unwilling to speak. That was why she slowed down his pace and Xiao Jiu'an did exactly as she wanted, staring at her the whole time.

When she slowed down to the fifth bomb, Ji Yunkai still had not made a move. Ji Yunkai knew that this man had to learn, but he definitely did not intend to make a move himself.

He just wanted to see.

Ji Yunkai rolled her eyes and sped up, no longer dawdling. However, Xiao Jiu'an still sat at the side, staring at her, as if she was a landlord supervising work.

This line of sight was truly annoying.

Ji Yunkai turned around and faced away from Xiao Jiu'an so as not to be disturbed by his gaze.

While Ji Yunkai was busy crafting the explosives, the Eighteenth Scholar of the Silver Building returned to the Silver Building. He looked like the owner of the Silver Building reporting on how Xiao Jiu'an had been ambushed and killed.

The owner of the Silver Restaurant was surnamed Silver Restaurant. The Silver Pavilion was named after him.

He only knew that he was twenty-seven years old this year, that he was an assassin, that he was ranked twenty-two in the Wind Cloud Record, and that the world in all directions had given him the evaluation: the Six Fingers Silver House, that is, the King of Assassins.

"All eighteen brothers, with the exception of the lowly one, have died horribly. Prince Yanbei told me to send a message to the Tower Lord that this is my first time. The only survivor was not glad that he had survived. On the contrary, he was even more terrified.

If the mission failed, they would be treated as fertilizer. However, this time, the OP showed mercy and did not punish him. He only raised his hand and said, "Go down."

Naturally, their OP raised his left hand, because their OP's right hand never showed itself to anyone. Those who saw the OP's right hand all became fertilizer.

The reason for that was because their OP was born with six fingers.

"I failed." After the assassin had retreated, the Silver Restaurant opened its mouth and spoke. As soon as his words fell, he saw Nan Jin Zhao walk out from behind the screen.

"As expected, I didn't think of killing him myself. I just wanted to test how he would recover after being poisoned." Nan Jin Zhao walked over and calmly sat on the opposite side of the Silver Restaurant. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, treating himself like an outsider.

Faced with the silver tower with its potholes and tumefacies, as well as its face that was as ugly as a ghost, Nan Jin Zhao treated it as if it was nothing out of the ordinary, as if he couldn't see it.

Yes, the Silver Restaurant's face was ruined, not by nature, but by the day after. Judging from the wounds, it must have been cut by a blade and the flesh on its face had been cut off, which was why it was like this.

If an ordinary person were to see his face, they would probably be scared to death. They would think that they had seen a ghost.

Fortunately, the Silver Restaurant's five views were not destroyed. Other than his unsightly face, there was no other discomfort that allowed him to live a normal life.

"Since this is a test, why not do it yourself? You have sacrificed my eighteenth maester for nothing." Silver House said in a bad mood. He stretched out his right hand, which had six fingers long, and took a sip from his teacup.

Only in front of his friends would Silver Restaurant reveal its right hand and the sixth finger on its right hand. From this, one could see the relationship between the Silver Pavilion and Nan Jin Zhao …

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