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"Alright," he said. Only then did uncle Ling come back to his senses and nod. However, there was still some doubt in his eyes.

Soon, the group arrived at the hall. The Hall\'s decorations were very simple, but from the furniture, it seemed to have been around for a long time, giving off an ancient and dignified feeling.

There were about a hundred cultivators gathered in the hall. When Ling Chuxi and the others arrived, no one else came.

"Lord manager, everyone\'s here." A burly guard said to a young man with a fawning expression after he finished counting the number of people.

This must be the an Xiuwen that uncle Ling was talking about. This person was about 30 years old, had a big horse face, and extremely fair skin. He had a pair of triangular eyes, which made people feel comfortable no matter how they looked at him.

"Only this many people?" An Xiuwen looked at the list in the Guard\'s hand, and roughly compared the number of people, and said unhappily.

Ling Chuxi also realized that it was a little too quiet. She remembered steward Qian saying that although this kind of small flying spiritual tool was comparable to the cloud piercing shuttle, it could still accommodate hundreds of people. Why was it that there were only a hundred people?

"I heard that there was an accident in the ranking competition of the great clans in the minor realm. The result was unexpected. The positions of the three great clans and the nine minor clans have changed quite a bit, so the resources of each clan have to be redistributed. As a result, most of the disciples of each clan have stayed in the clan, ready to contribute at any time." The guard who looked like a Lackey explained.

"Damn it, why is it so unlucky? I\'ve just taken over and this has happened!" An Xiuwen said in frustration.

He had originally relied on someone\'s support to get to his position, and there had been a lot of criticism in the clan. Originally, he had wanted to perform well in front of his master and shut everyone\'s mouth, but who knew that he would encounter such a matter the moment he took over the blue cloud shuttle. In the past, the blue cloud shuttle could bring in millions of income for the family every time it made a trip, but this time it was only a little more than a million. Although there was a reason for this, those in the family who didn\'t like him didn\'t care about this. They could stab him in the back and kill him.

"Milord, there\'s nothing we can do about this. If we wait a little longer, there should be more people, but if we stay too long, it\'ll be hard to explain to the clan\'s Council. Why don\'t we explain to the family that there\'s a reason for this? I\'m sure they won\'t blame you. " The Lackey said in a low voice.

While the aristocratic family Council had explicitly forbidden small-scale flying spirit tools from entering the restricted areas, they were not completely unaware of the private actions of these aristocratic families. It was just that their relationships were complicated, so they turned a blind eye most of the time. However, if they stayed too long and did it too openly, it would not look good on their faces.

"Forget it. Fortunately, I was prepared. Otherwise, it would have been difficult." An Xiuwen\'s triangular eyes turned as he spoke with confidence.

"Everyone, I am the manager of this blue cloud shuttle, an Xiuwen. You can call me manager an." An Xiuwen cleared his throat and said to everyone.

"Manager an, isn\'t the manager of the blue cloud shuttle manager Ling?" It wasn\'t the first time for most of the cultivators to ride the blue cloud shuttle, so they said in surprise.