Chapter 2936 Was Slapped in the Face in Public (4)

Sure enough, everyone's eyes fell on Si Zijun along with the shopkeeper's.

This time, the eyes of everyone looking at Si Zijun are even more strange and eager.

The reason why he is eager is naturally because perhaps it is possible to deduce the identity of the alchemist from Si Zijun.

"Master, why don't you think about it?"

"Yes, Mr. Company, now only you know the identity of that alchemist."

"The company's son just said that he wants to clear up the misunderstanding with that alchemist master, but only by knowing the identity of the alchemist master can you find someone to solve the misunderstanding, right?"

This person followed Si Zijun and said that it was a misunderstanding, but in fact he didn't believe it at all.

If it was just a misunderstanding, how could such a dignified middle-level alchemist make such a big noise?

And he didn't even give Si Zijun any face.

You must know that the person behind Si Zijun is the great elder of the poor Qi sect. If there is no deep hatred, most people would not choose to tear their faces with the top figures of the sect.

Si Zijun was already angry in his heart, and now he has lost his patience after being questioned by these people.

"Since the shopkeeper is unwilling to say it, this young master is not too difficult! Farewell!"

Si Zijun ignored the inquiries of the people around him, bowed his hands directly to the shopkeeper, and left angrily with his sleeves thrown.

Seeing Si Zijun leaving, some people didn't give up and wanted to ask why.

However, Si Zijun's face at the moment was really too terrifying, and everyone dared not offend anyone, and in the end they could only watch Si Zijun lead the people away from the Guan Family Auction House.

After leaving the Guan Family Auction House, Si Zijun took people back to the temporary inn.

"Boom--"

As soon as he entered the room, Si Zijun suddenly swept the tea set on the round table to the ground with a gloomy face, so frightened that several disciples of the Poor Qi Sect who followed closely froze.

They flattered Si Zijun for several years, and today was the first time they saw him angry.

"Master... are you alright?"

Seeing that Si Zijun, who had his back to them, was shaky, the disciples of Qiong Qizong couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Of course, what they were worried about was not Si Zijun's body.

Instead, they were worried that if Si Zijun got angry, they would be blamed by the elders.

Si Zijun's face was as pale as paper, and he was breathing heavily.

He didn't want to be seen by these people to be weak and embarrassed, he waved his hand and let him leave.

Although the poor Qizong people were a little worried, they did not dare to go against Si Zijun's wishes, so they could only dawdled away and closed the door for Si Zijun.

After everyone left, Si Zijun finally fell to the ground unsupported.

"Close the house!"

Si Zijun hated so much in his heart that the word 'Guanjia' was completely squeezed out of his teeth.

However, although Si Zijun hated the Guan Family Auction House very much, he was still somewhat rational.

After taking a pill, his strength returned to his body, and Si Zijun quickly calmed down. At the same time, the shopkeeper's words kept replaying in his mind.

"The Secret Realm of Wanfu...The Secret Realm of Wanfu...The time when I went out to practice..."

Si Zijun muttered to himself, and kept repeating a few words, as if stunned.

After a long time, Si Zijun suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes filled with horror.

"Impossible, impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Obviously, Si Zijun couldn't accept the answers sorted out in his mind.