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Chapter 977

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"Young master, have some tea first. I'll go invite the chairman." As the steward spoke, he had someone bring him some tea before retreating.

Fengjiu tapped the table lightly with one hand, making a knocking sound. She looked around the hall and felt the presence of two auras. The corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Tun Yun lay by her feet without moving, as obedient and docile as a kitten. The servant brought the tea and retreated. There was no one else here, so it was rather quiet.

She picked up the tea and took a sip, sitting quietly as she waited. Not long after, she saw a middle-aged man walk in under the steward's lead.

"Young master, this is the chairman of our underground market." The steward said, then retreated to the side.

The middle-aged man had been sizing up Feng Jiu from the moment he stepped into the hall. It could be said that he recognized who she was at first glance. While he was pleasantly surprised, he was also puzzled. Why had the Ghost Doctor come to their place?

"I didn't know it was Young Master Feng. My apologies, my apologies."

He cupped his hands in greeting and looked at Fengjiu with a face full of smiles. His gaze was fervent as he asked, "May I know why Young Master Feng is here? If there's anything this Lin can help with, please don't hesitate to ask. This Lin will definitely not refuse. "

When the steward saw the chairman's fervent and fawning attitude and tone, he couldn't help but be shocked. His legs turned to jelly. He wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead as he stole glances at the red-clothed youth, trying to guess his identity.

What Young Master Feng? The chairman didn't even have such a good attitude and tone when meeting the family heads of some of the clans in the city. Why was he like this when facing this youth? Who was this person?

Thinking about how he had almost offended him, he couldn't help but lower his head and quietly retreat. He didn't dare to appear in front of him again, in case he mentioned what had just happened. If that happened, he would be in trouble.

She didn't find it strange that the president here recognized her. The black market had told her that her portrait had been circulated among the various forces and family heads. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to recognize her, but those in charge would definitely have her portrait in their hands.

Thinking about how these people kept her portrait, she sighed in her heart. She felt strange, as if she was a wanted criminal.

"I was just passing by and happened to run into some trouble. I'll have to trouble President Lin." She spoke slowly while sizing up the person sitting in the main seat.

When he heard this, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there really was a problem. After all, he knew that the relationship between the Ghost Doctor and the Black Market was not ordinary, and there was a branch of the Black Market in this city. He thought that even if there was a problem, he would go to the Black Market. He did not expect that there would be something that would require his help.

For a moment, he was overjoyed and asked, "What is it? Young Master Feng, please speak your mind. "

"It's like this, I have a friend …" She explained the situation simply, wanting to use this opportunity to give the fatty a warning and an unforgettable experience.

Hearing her words, President Lin nodded and said with a smile, "This is a small matter. Young Master Feng, don't worry. I'll arrange it in a moment. Young Master Feng's friend is here, don't worry. I'll have people keep an eye on him. There won't be any big problems."

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