On the surface, it is the financial industry, and the main business behind it is to expel ghosts.

The person who came was two disciples of the Xuwu Sect.

Everyone had been waiting for almost half an hour at this moment.

The younger-looking face had a vague irritation on his face. He kept frowning and looked at the door next to him, and then spoke to the one who looked more steady, "Senior Brother, I think this President Huasheng has no sincerity at all. Why do we have to join in the fun?"

What's more, there are many people in the industry around you, and it seems that they don't need them at all, right?

Although Huasheng is indeed not easy to mess with, there is no need to come over like this, right?

"Wu Lan." He looked elegant and gentle, and looked at the extremely steady man and spoke lightly. His eyes glanced at the person who was talking. Seeing that he stopped, he spoke, and explained in a low voice, "Although we have fewer rules than our ancestors in this industry, we still pay great attention to fate and opportunities."

Especially Yan Ting has a noble aura that ghosts and gods cannot get close to. If it were in ancient times, he would definitely be a prince and noble family. At this time, it was his fate. If exorcists like them could help him, it would be of great benefit to them in the future.

It was at this time that the door of the reception room was pushed open.

Everyone stood up and looked at Yan Ting who walked in.

When Yan Ting walked in, the old man who had been leaning on the side had opened his eyes suddenly, and he said in confusion. His eyes swept around Yan Ting, and finally fell on the phone that Yan Ting was holding.

I don’t know what I noticed, but the originally mean and careless aura disappeared suddenly, and a little solemn appeared in my eyes.

Yan Ting naturally saw the man's movements. He lowered his eyes and looked at the sticky note software icon quietly looking out at the little girl who had not noticed anything. His lips curled up and he looked at the old man lazyly.

The man's solemn gaze was restrained for a while, and then he heard Yan Ting speak lightly, "I'll leave it to you, and everyone else can leave."

Everyone was surprised and looked at Yan Ting who was speaking. This person had no intention of caring about others.

Just like the rumors of wanton acts.

It can be seen that some of the fate methods that come here are more or less good at being a Taoist practice, and they also know a little about Ling Lao and this person. This is a guy that Ling Lao has been unable to deal with for so many years, let alone them.

Forced to get involved will only be harmful to you but not beneficial.

Thinking about this clearly, although the remaining few people were unwilling to accept it, they did not make any more trouble.

The old man stood up and glanced at the two people of the Xuwu Sect who were scolded by the senior brother in a low voice, turned around and walked out, and spoke with a bright voice, with a sense of energy. Just listening, it made people feel enlightened, "If you want to deal with Ling Lao, it is not enough for me to be the only one. Please ask the descendants of the Xuwu Sect to stay and help me."

The calm man who had originally walked out with Wulan stopped walking.

Yan Ting had no objection to this. He did not think about using their methods to deal with Ling Lao from the beginning, but Ling Lao had many methods and hidden deep. If he wanted to deal with her, he had to use some of this power.
Chapter completed!