A maid came to the courtyard and reported to the young master that a guest had arrived. The reason why he waited until late at night was to wait for this distinguished guest.

Even the first heir of the third marquis must take the distinguished guest seriously, no matter which aspect...

In a moment, the visitor walked through the numerous courtyards and came to the courtyard where the young master lived. There was only one person who was not tall and not very strong. He was shrouded under a long robe. He was blown by the wind while walking, and his clothes were fluttering. His hair as pale as snow was casually dispersed behind him, unrestrained, full of the demeanor of being detached after being weathered. His face was as young as a boy, with smooth and delicate skin, almost sickly white, and his half-closed eyelids were occasionally raised, and his dark and bright eyes were shining with a wise light. The wizard robe he wore was also as white as snow, with gorgeous gold edges shining brightly under the lights.

"Master, welcome your arrival." The arrogant young master also restrained his sharpness and greeted the visitors quite respectfully.

The latter raised his eyes and looked at him: "You have to be polite, the responsibility lies... This is the guide of fate!"

Just as he gave people the first impression, the white-haired visitor said divine words, like a mysterious charlatan, but no one dared to laugh at it. Because he was the most powerful prophet, the "holy prophet" of this generation.

The prophet looked at the young master: "I have seen your little wish. Maybe there will be a chance to solve it together in this mission."

After saying this without thinking, the young master frowned slightly. His current wish is to get Zhang Wenjie? No, this is not a "little" level... It should be to punish that wild boy.

He couldn't help but look at the other party with suspicion. The holy prophet came to the door, would he come here specifically to predict such a small thing for him?

Fortunately, the young master grabbed the keyword in the sentence just now - "task".

"Oh? What's the task there? Let's first agree, we're just a cooperative relationship, I won't do the task of just sending death!" The young master led the guest into the room, and another cynical smile appeared on his face.

The prophet also smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just a small task for you."

As he said that, he took out a dark blue crystal from his arms, half the size of a fist, crystal clear, but it was as irregular as the newly mined rough stone, even like a fragment knocked down from a larger whole.

"Take this out of the city."

The two sat opposite each other at the table, and the prophet put the crystal in his hand on the table and slid over it.

"It's that simple?" The young master caught it, raised the crystal and observed it carefully.

"Of course not. If you enter and exit normally, it will trigger the alarm of the security check post; by fate, she unexpectedly appeared in this city. Although she had fewer twists and turns in search, she was also trapped in this Zenouru in disguise. There is only one way to get it out of the city..."

"Is the traveler's caravan?" the young master continued, sneering disdainful sneer.

The second-ranked studio in the league, "Traveler House", and the "Camp of Monsters" that just rushed to the seventh place like a rocket, are the two studios that the young master hates the most. You must know that in addition to the heir of the third marquis, he is also the young master of the top studio "Black Iron Castle", which ranks sixth. As a demon-removing organization with almost the same long history as the Night Watcher, he looked down on and deeply disliked the two "nova" studios from the bottom of his heart.

"Speaking of this, the traveler is crazy about all kinds of gems." The young master said contemptuously, "Just sell this crystal to his chamber of commerce, you can leave the city smoothly... and even make a small profit."

"Yes, now a caravan belonging to the travelers is preparing, and they will set off at dawn in the morning." The prophets were obviously prepared.

In other words, is the purpose of relying on my identity? The young master thought, and only he could sell a piece of crystal with a bad appearance to the traveler's caravan in the middle of the night.

So the young master called the housekeeper and asked him to deal with this matter. If he just needed his identity, there was no need for him to go there in person.

Seeing the crystal being taken away by the butler, the young master suddenly felt a little reluctant in his heart, and he felt as if he had missed something important - that crystal is definitely not as simple as it looks!

The young master shook his head and shook his distracting thoughts away. Of course, it could not be a simple crystal, otherwise the Holy Prophet would not have been allowed to travel by himself, and it was specially set as a "question"!

But he also knew very well that some things were not something he could touch at the moment.

Seeing his calm and composed appearance, the prophet nodded silently: "Okay, you have so many tasks."

"Is this enough?" the young master was a little suspicious, "That wouldn't be an explosion crystal, right? Are you going to attack the Traveler's House?"

"No, that's what the 'alliance' needs." The prophet said meaningfully, "After leaving the city, someone will go and 'receive' the goods."

"So, let's talk about the rewards next." The young master leaned back on the chair and said lazily.

"Since I'm here! Then the reward for you is also obvious, right?" The prophet smiled, "Tell me, what do you want to know?"

"It seems that the value of that crystal is higher than I thought!" The young master's eyes became sharper.

The other party smiled but said nothing.

"Then...beautiful craftsman!" The young master whispered four words.

"Your ambition is really great, a top master..." The prophet joked, without any surprise in his tone, " Specifically, what do you want? Zhang Wenjie's ability to make Xingzang or hers? If it is the former, then just follow your current plan."

The young master who saw through his mind was shocked. Yes, he longed to get Zhang Wenjie's purpose, but more because of her ability to create Xingzang 100% successfully!

But he immediately calmed down, because the Holy Prophet opposite him, so it was normal for him to see through this level of things.

"Hmph, of course I want both! After all, Zhang Wenjie is also a rare beauty." The young master did not hide his ambitions and desires at all.

"It's not only you, but the demon is more eager to kill her." The prophet said quietly, his eyes lowered and he didn't know where to look. "It's difficult to achieve your goal. The only chance is to leave the headquarters of the Night Watcher when she leaves the city. Then you will have a chance to get her."
Chapter completed!