My Little Mom is the Richest

Haiyin also looked at Nie Junkui and saw him smile bitterly: "You are trying to drag me in. Although my reputation is still there, I haven't cared about this for a long time."

"There's no way, you know, we all have to participate, otherwise this time it won't be able to end completely." Hai Tian suddenly said coldly.

This may be the most time Nie Junkui has listened to Hai Tian speak, but he suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked with worry: "Is this really the last time?"

"Maybe. But we can't miss every opportunity." Ke Suzhen walked to Nie Junkui's side and said, "My dear, you didn't seem to participate in the past few times. We wondered if this might be one of the reasons for the failure. So, this time, we have to be fully prepared.”

Haiyin also took up the topic and said, "Ying'er is more enlightened this time than ever before. Maybe she already has a clue!"

"What do you mean..." Nie Junkui's eyes really widened this time.

Hai Tian slowly interrupted him: "Hai Ying may have remembered something."

"Then she won't try her best to break it like before?" Nie Junkui became more and more worried. Every time he looked at them from a distance, he couldn't really stay out of it.

Ke Suzhen smiled faintly and said in a tired voice: "We are just guessing, but now Yi Shui is still her original self, fighting for the people she wants to protect in her own way."

"Do you still want to avoid it?" Haiyin said aggressively: "Even if you still don't participate this time, your identity will be exposed sooner or later. At that time, what will Ying'er think of you?"

"You guys..." Nie Junkui laughed, his old voice full of helplessness. He had no choice but to nod and agree: "Okay, I'll join."

"Haha," Haiyin stroked his beard and laughed: "The deputy sect leader of the Immortal Sect has been retired for so many years, but he has not given up his position to the younger generation."

Nie Junkui raised his head: "I don't worry, I don't worry."

Hai Tian suddenly stood up and said: "Okay, since you agreed. It's time for us to leave."

"Going to Hong Kong?" Ke Suzhen asked, not knowing where her destination was this time.

"No," Haiyin shook his head and replied, "Go to the Vatican."

Of course, Nie Junkui also heard about the Son of God Hall, so he said: "You don't want to bring the Son of God in, do you?"

Hai Tian waved his hand and Hai Yin said: "I won't let him sink too deep. At most, he can be a catalyst!"

"Hey..." Another long sigh came out. Ke Suzhen thought about her youngest and most beloved granddaughter, Li Yishui. She couldn't predict what would happen in the future, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

In the afternoon, it returned to its usual quiet state. The three guests came and went in a hurry, and left without even drinking a cup of hot tea. What's left is a lot of puzzles.

"Dong dong dong..." This time the visitor did not ring the doorbell, but knocked on the heavy security door. Nie Junkui looked at the drizzle outside the window and already guessed who it was. As soon as he opened the door, he cupped his hands and said, "Master."

Li Zhenlong just nodded, smelling the lingering breath in the room, and said as he entered the room: "They have been here already?"

"Yes, Master." Nie Junkui closed the door and said respectfully.

The room suddenly became quiet for a long time. These two old men, one is the sect leader of the Immortal Sect and the other is the deputy sect leader of the Immortal Sect, but they have not contacted each other for decades. . ,,.