At this moment, he was about to come down in cold sweat. He quickly showed a gentle smile and carefully continued: "this time we have searched all over the mainland, and every celebrity has put aside his work in order to find the Qinglong blood."

"But Mr. Lin also knows that most of the so-called blood vessels are in the demon territory, and most of them are in the Terran territory. They say whether they are strong or weak."

"So this time, it may not help Mr. Lin any more. Most of the news is hearsay, and few people have really seen it."

Lin Hao listened to the other side's gradually low tone, and then immediately replied: "it's OK, this is what I'm bothering you to do. Even if there's a clue, it's better than looking for it like a headless fly."

The master of Wanbao Pavilion heard him say this, and his heart suddenly jumped. The cold sweat also fell from his forehead, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand to wipe it. He only nodded casually and said in an absent-minded low voice, "OK, OK, thank you for not blaming me."

He wanted to say something more, but he really didn't have the courage to speak, so he had to dally with his lips in vain, and was ready to retreat dejectedly.

"Don't worry, Lord." Here Lin Hao suddenly stopped him, still in the casual and lazy tone, "my reputation is not very good, but I have never sought revenge for no reason."

"You've helped me a lot. I won't do anything to Marlborough just for this one."

He raised his head, looked at each other's eyes with sincere and clear eyes, and then said: "I, Lin Hao, am not the kind of ungrateful bastard who breaks the bridge across the river - please believe me about this."

Although verbal assurance can't have any practical effect, with Lin Hao's current strength and the huge number of dead army, many things don't want him to do verbal assurance at all.

So although it was just a talk, it made the master of Wanbao Pavilion calm down suddenly, understood each other's meaning, immediately wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and then waved to Lin Hao.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Lin." He said softly, "don't be polite in the future. Just call wanbaoge. Within our ability, we will provide you with all the services with the highest priority."

"It's time for me to thank you." Lin Hao touched his head and showed a familiar giggle. "There are so many lands in this continent. It's better to have a little rumor than chaos."

"I'm going to call Yu Wen." The master of Wanbao Pavilion straightened up, turned around and opened the door. "If you want a carriage, just call a little boy in green to give you orders."

"At least our carriage is the first-class comfort on the mainland."

As soon as he talked about the carriage, Lin Hao remembered that he had been riding in the carriage all the way into the imperial capital. Thinking of the narrow space and not many windows, he felt uncomfortable. He quickly shook his head and refused the offer.

The master of Wanbao's Attic naturally took the attitude that more is better than less. He didn't refuse. He just said that if he changed his mind, he would find a young man in green to talk about it. Then he went out of the room and closed the door.

As for Yu Wenhu, he came to Lin Hao's room a few minutes later. His eyes were half closed and half open, and his mouth didn't speak, which was a big yawn.

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