Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The reason is this.

After Hua Xia left the house with the package, she didn't want to go back to the palace, so she thought about it and decided to go and see where the original owner's uncle lived in Yuandu.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she remembered that it was broad daylight and it would not be nice to catch someone on the street to ask for directions, and ordinary people might not even know the Xin family mansion.

Just when she was worried, an old beggar squatted on the road not far from the prime minister's mansion.

No one knows better what kind of people live in which parts of the capital than the beggars walking through the streets.

Hua Xia walked slowly to the old beggar, squatted down and looked him in the eye, and asked politely: "Hello, do you know where the Xin family from Jiangnan lives in Yuandu?"

The old beggar held a crutch in one hand and a broken bowl in the other. He squinted his eyes and looked at Hua Xia. Then he put the broken bowl in his left hand behind his right hand, stretched out his empty hand, and rubbed his index finger and thumb in front of Hua Xia.

Hua Xia took out an intricately carved gold hairpin from her pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old beggar shook it in his hand, then casually put it in front of his eyes to take a look. When he saw that it was made of pure gold, his face was instantly wrinkled with smile.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed to the road ahead, and said, "Go down this street and turn left, right, right, and then right again. The third house with cloud patterns carved on the beams is it."

250: […Isn’t this really going in circles?]

Hua Xia clasped her fists slightly and said to the old beggar: "Thank you, hero!"

After saying this, just as he was about to get up and leave, the old beggar suddenly stood up first, his expression showing shock and surprise, and a weird smile on his face, as if he was crying with joy.

"You, what did you say?"

Hua Xia looked at the old man who squatted down again and threw away his crutches, and repeated in confusion: "Thank you?"

"No, no, the latter part!"

Hua Xia asked uncertainly, "Hero?"

After these two words, the old beggar's cloudy eyes instantly brightened several shades, and he raised his voice: "Miss, you really have a keen eye! I am the leader of the Beggars' Sect. I have been walking the rivers and lakes for justice all my life. Finally, I have met someone who can see the true face of a hero beneath my beggar's appearance!"

250 After a moment of silence, he said silently: [Aren’t the Beggars’ Gang still beggars? ]

Hua Xia was stunned, wondering what strange switch her casual remark about the hero had lit up in the old beggar.

The old man who had just asked her for money like a seasoned man stuffed the hairpin back into Hua Xia's hand, tears streaming down his face, and solemnly announced: "Miss, you will be Wei's lifelong confidant from now on!"

"Don't even mention asking for directions. I'll do anything for you!"

"......" Why did the hero shout out the feeling of a handsome guy.

Hua Xia quickly reacted, nodded and smiled, and began to treat the old man as a brother: "Brother Wei, don't mention it, I really have something to trouble you."

250: [...Host, you really know how to handle things. ]

The old man waved his hand: "Go ahead!"

Hua Xia clasped her fists and asked, "Brother Wei! Can you find out who the man in black was who ran out of here in the middle of the night five days ago?"

The one who rescued the male protagonist of the world must be one of his forces, and these beggars are scattered all over the city, they must have seen something.

The old beggar replied without even thinking: "Of course I can! By the way, sister, what's your name?"

Hua Xia: "Xin Yue."

The old man immediately raised his neck and declared: "From today on, Miss Xin, you are my confidant, sworn sister! As the saying goes, don't underestimate the Beggars' Gang, there are many people, but when you meet a confidant, you must be nice to him!"

250: [......]

"Sister Xin, don't worry. I just happened to see a group of assassins running out of the Prime Minister's Mansion that night. I will definitely find them!"

Hua Xia nodded fiercely, her eyes full of tears: "Brother!"

The old beggar was filled with emotion: "Sister!"

However, when he met someone who understood him so well, how could he just check a little information?

He thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Sister, please don't look down on our Beggars' Sect. From today on, you are the new leader of our Beggars' Sect in the East City Division!"

After saying this, the old beggar took out a tattered wooden sign from the pocket of his ragged clothes, with the words "Altar Master" written on it.

Hua Xia took it with a serious expression, but her voice was a little hesitant: "Although, but, brother, don't we really need to inform the leader of our Beggars' Sect about this?"

This time she couldn't handle it. This old man was the leader of a branch sect, so why did he assign her a leader of the same level? Would the leader really not expel them both from the Beggars' Sect?

The old beggar waved his hands proudly and said in a strong voice: "No need to notify, my son is the gang leader."

The system completely collapsed. I imagined the host being followed by a bunch of beggars with broken bowls calling her the forum leader: […This is outrageous. This is outrageous. This is outrageous! ]

Why does he always encounter things that refresh his perspective when following this host? Can it be cured?!

In just a few minutes, Hua Xia was promoted from a passerby to the leader of a branch of the Beggar Gang. It seemed that the old man wanted to kick his son out of the position and let Hua Xia be the leader.

Hua Xia quickly refused.

Is the son really his biological son?

The new brother was extremely righteous. He immediately stood up and said he was going to check the news for Hua Xia.

Hua Xia also stood up and watched her brother leave. Turning around, she saw two people standing at the entrance of the Xiangfu.

"Sir~Are you reluctant to let me go?" Hua Xia stood there with a hint of smile in her eyes.

During these few days, Hua Xia could clearly feel that the villain was deliberately hiding in the study, so she pretended to pack up and leave, but in fact she had no intention of leaving at all.

Now that I saw Xiao Yan had chased me out, I naturally had to pick up my bag and go back.

Hua Xia walked back with a smile, saying as she walked: "I knew you couldn't bear to leave me, look at your sad expression, your face turned pale, hahahaha..."

"what--"

"Eh? Why are you closing the door? I'm still outside!"

Hua Xia's smile suddenly stopped. Seeing the door of the Xiangfu being quickly closed, she trotted forward and leaned against the door, wailing, "Open the door!"

This was too sudden. Everything was clearly within her expectations. Seeing the troubled Xiao Yan finally came out, he somehow retreated again.

Is there any justice in this world? Could it be that he is jealous of her because he knows she is the leader of the Beggars' Sect?

So far away? Can you hear it?

Behind the door, a group of secret guards were holding the door tightly, and clanging sounds kept coming from outside the door.

"Sir, why did you close the door so suddenly? Didn't you come out to chase Miss Xin?"

"I have to say, Miss Xin is really strong."

The secret guards complained while exerting all their strength.

Soon there was no sound outside the door. Everyone's heart trembled, and they suddenly stood up and turned to look at the high wall. Sure enough, Miss Xin was standing there facing the wind, her dress fluttering, looking at the gatekeeper leisurely.

The secret guards: "!!!" How could they forget? Miss Xin, she won't go through the door!

Hua Xia folded her arms across her chest, stood on the wall and glanced at the man in white who suddenly turned his back to her. Her smile disappeared, she pursed her lips and stood still.

Just when everyone thought Hua Xia was going to climb over the wall again, Hua Xia casually waved her hand and said, "Forget it, I have something else to do. I'll come next time."

After saying that, the nimble figure flipped down and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see their master's pale face without a trace of blood, and his slowly lowered hands were full of dark red blood.

"Sir!" everyone exclaimed.