At this moment, in the backstage of Mingyue Teahouse, the waiter was telling the woman who had just sang.

The woman showed an incredible look on her face when she heard this, as if she felt that the waiter was lying to someone.

"Don't fool me, how could anyone resist my attack?"

The woman had a veil on her face and looked extremely mysterious.

Only this woman knew in her heart that her appearance would be disgusting when she did not perform a spell.

Covering this face is the best choice.

The waiter swears to talk to the other party and directly describes Chen Ping and the others' status. Although two people have been hit, once someone remains awake, the problem will be very serious. If these small methods of theirs are known, they will also face all kinds of troubles in the future.

This woman's methods are extraordinary. Even a strong man with superb strength can hardly get rid of his attack.

Therefore, those so-called strong people will generally be inexplicably hit.

At this time, the storyteller also came on stage, which was what Chen Ping was most interested in. Through the storyteller, they could also know a lot of new things about this place.

The other party talked freely as soon as he came, telling all the trivial matters between this big family.

These things are nothing more than the young master and the young lady of the family.

Chen Ping and the others listened for a long time, but they didn't hear anything about the Bailing clan. At this time, the old monk suddenly raised the teacup in his hand.

He directly asked questions of interest.

"Can you tell me about the Bailing clan? I'm more curious about these things."

It is normal for someone to ask questions or question most people at the scene. Generally, they will ask things they are interested in, but when the old monk said that, everyone showed a look of surprise, and they did not expect that anyone would ask such a question.

Everyone around them turned their heads curiously and looked at the old monk asking questions, either with horror or a look of watching the fun.

In their eyes, the Bailing clan was originally a taboo topic, and no one dared to raise such a question in public. Unexpectedly, someone was so bold that he really dared to ask questions.

After hearing this, the storyteller stared at the old monk incredibly.

"You should have come from other places, right?" His face was filled with a hint of confusion, and his hands were trembling slightly unconsciously. I don't know if it was because he was afraid of the other party's questions or what.

The old monk did not deny it and nodded directly. They didn't know much about the world and didn't know the situation here at all, so even if they wanted to pretend to be a local, it was not very possible.

Since this is the case, he might as well be more honest and explain his situation clearly, so that he can still seem more sincere.

"We are not people here, and we just heard about the Bailing clan by chance, so we just wanted to ask clearly that there was nothing else. I hope you don't misunderstand it!"

The old monk's words are half true and half false. Generally, everyone will choose to believe this situation.

After hearing this, the storyteller sighed directly.

"Since that's the case, I'll be a kind person and advise you not to inquire about this kind of thing. If I had been a few years ago, I might have been able to solve your doubts for you, but now it's not possible. You just need to know that their strength is very strong and cannot be afforded by you and me. If you offend them, there is only a dead end."

The other tea lovers were also as quiet as a cicada, and they didn't dare to participate in the discussion of this matter.
Chapter completed!