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Arriving at a temple, Li Fucheng busied himself with cleaning the place. As he cleaned, he said to Jiang Beiran,""Your Majesty, please forgive me. This is the place where we usually meet in secret. In order to hide it from others, I made it a little dirty. Please wait a moment, I will clean it up immediately."

"No need." Jiang Beiran sat down on a dusty chair and said," If you really want to enjoy yourself, why don't we go to an inn? I'm here to talk business."

"Yes, Your Majesty, please wait a little longer. When Gui Can brings Huo Zhishang here, we can talk about business."

"Huo Zhishang?"

Naturally, Jiang Beiran still remembered this person. Back then, he had come to him for help in finding a child. Speaking of which, that Qian Xiaodong now…No, he should be called Huo Wenkang now.