The Young Matriarch-Chapter 499 - Im begging you please give me this

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Chapter 499: Chapter 499 I’m begging you, please give me this chance

Chapter 499: Chapter 499 I’m begging you, please give me this chance

Duan Xiuqi wore a drab gray long robe, but it still couldn’t hide his handsome face. There was a reason he’d been a bachelor for twenty years.

Duan Xingye stood to the side, sending a WeChat message to Duan Feihan from his phone.

Duan Feihan turned his head to look at Duan Xingye, “?” Was his nephew sick?

[Xingye Liaoyuan: Fourth Uncle, do you feel oppressed?]

Duan Feihan: “No.”

Duan Xingye always felt that the current Duan Xiuqi was what his Fourth Uncle would end up like in the future.

Duan Xingye slipped over and stood next to Bai Chuwei, saying, “Weiwei, your chance to make money has arrived!”

A million ah, his fans will crowdfund a million for you!

Bai Chuwei’s eyes flashed as she looked at Duan Xiuqi and said sincerely, “I hope you can let go, but if you can’t, I won’t force you, adults have to be responsible for their choices.”

Indifferent, cruel, and merciless!

This was the true face of a Fairy!

Duan Xiuqi’s face turned pale, but he said nothing.

Bai Chuwei smiled lightly and turned to follow the host, walking away.

They would be staying at Lingyin Temple for the night.

Since the Phoenix Divine Tree had regained its vitality, they were treated to a sumptuous vegetarian feast, and the host’s face was all smiles.

Listeing to the spiritual sounds from outside the window that had been missing for twenty years, the host’s eyes were slightly warm as he repeatedly said, “Thank you, benefactor, thank you, benefactor.”

Bai Chuwei inquired, “Before the Phoenix Divine Tree lost its sound, was there anything unusual?”

The host recalled for a moment, saying, “There was nothing unusual, except that a few benefactors stayed in the meditation rooms that day.”

Bai Chuwei’s eyes flickered slightly as she drew out a piece of paper and pushed it towards the host, “Can you remember if any of those people had markings like this on them?”

The host was slightly startled, “How did you know, Benefactor Bai?”

The markings were black and green, shaped like an S, resembling a venomous snake ready to strike.

Bai Chuwei smiled faintly, not answering the host.

Tch, isn’t this the symbol of that group of Demonic Cultivators from the Demon Domain? Those Demonic Cultivators really had the gall, bullying the Spiritual Tree which couldn’t speak, and even siphoned off most of its spiritual marrow.

Sooner or later, she would have to go abroad and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

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Duan Feihan stood beside Bai Chuwei, his gaze sweeping over the markings on the paper, his brows slightly furrowed.

All of a sudden, it seemed to him that he had seen that marking somewhere before?

*

Temples go quiet early and rise early as well.

The sky had just darkened completely, and most people had already settled down, except for the Phoenix Divine Tree outside the courtyard which was emitting bursts of sleep-inducing spiritual sounds; all else was still.

Su Ruan was in the same room as Bai Chuwei, the young girl’s eyes shining with excitement, not the least bit sleepy, seemingly still eager to chat with her.

Bai Chuwei sighed, “Don’t look at me with such starry-eyed admiration.”

The phone by the bed vibrated suddenly, ringing, and Bai Chuwei picked it up to see a call from an unfamiliar number.

She’d just hit answer when an adult man’s voice came wailing from the other side, “Miss Bai, it’s Zhou Shuai…”

Su Ruan suddenly realized, “It’s that Zhou Fatty from the banquet the other day.”

Zhou Shuai faintly heard a soft female voice calling him fat, and he choked up with even more crying and shouting, “Miss Bai, I want to meet with you, please, give me this chance!”

Since it was just a phone call, it was impossible to see Zhou Shuai’s expression. However, his voice was sobbing, filled with immense pain.

Su Ruan looked up with eyes full of admiration, whispering, “Weiwei, he must be coming to you to beg for mercy!”

Just like Tang Ke last time, he was so arrogant before, but in the end he had to come crying and begging for mercy from their ancestor, didn’t he?

This one probably the same.

Bai Chuwei’s eyebrows arched, a smile spreading, “Oh, is that so?”