My relatives don’t want my country’s father to spoil me to the sky!

Chapter 258: The one in the storage ball is the Demon Emperor Phantom Heart?

Soon, the system quickly checked all the storage balls in the Wanjie Trading Hall.

"An An, there is no such storage ball in the Wanjie Trading Hall."

Neither the system nor Su Anan had seen this type of storage ball in the Wanjie Trading Hall.

At this moment, Xiaoya, who was walking in front and leading the way, noticed again that Su Anan did not follow her and catch up with the team.

While he was still staring at the storage ball containing the demons, he quickly explained to her.

"This storage ball contains some bad stuff, don't get too close."

After hearing Xiaoya's words, Su Anan's face turned slightly pale, and she involuntarily took a few steps back.

Then he said with a trembling voice: "Will the bad stuff escape from this storage ball? I think it's just a glass, can it hold it?"

She stared at the seemingly ordinary glass ball, her face full of anxiety and fear.

Xiaoya saw her worry and comforted her: "Don't worry, the storage ball for this thing is something we researched ourselves. We have tested it and it is able to hold it. And this thing has been here for 95 years."

However, Su Anan couldn't calm down after hearing her words.

She never imagined that the storage ball was developed by them.

Could it be that the storage balls she bought before were put on the shelves by them?

So do they also have a Wanjie Trading Hall?

Although Su Anan's heart was shaking violently like a storm, her face remained surprised, and even her tone was a little surprised:

"Wow, you guys are really amazing. You are able to study and create such a magical thing. You are so amazing and smart!"

Her words of praise came completely from the heart.

I am full of admiration from the bottom of my heart for those people who are able to develop high-tech products.

Especially when she realized that this thing could continue to help her in the future, her admiration became even stronger.

However, the moment she finished speaking, she was extremely sensitive to the strange expression on Xiaoya's face.

This strange look flashed by, a little complicated.

Su Anan was unable to capture any information from that expression. The only thing she could clearly know was that Xiaoya did not show any joy at all after hearing her words of praise.

I was clearly praising them, so why were they not happy but instead looked a little strange?

Before she had time to think about the reason, Xiaoya spoke first:

"Come with me, let's go to the room first. The chief has been waiting for a long time."

Su Anan nodded slightly, no longer bothered by the meaning of Xiaoya's expression, and followed Xiaoya all the way around.

Finally, we stopped at the door of an elegantly decorated tea room.

Because she did not withdraw her spiritual consciousness, she was the first to realize that the person sitting in the tea room was the five-year-old boy she had seen before.

At this moment, the little boy's small body sat there steadily, his eyes revealing a calmness and wisdom that was inconsistent with his age, as if the whole world was under his control.

Now Xiaoya took her to the door of the tea room.

There was only the little boy inside.

Could he be the patriarch here?

Although deep down in her heart she always thought that her whimsical idea was simply incredible to the extreme, Su Anan could not suppress the thoughts in her mind.

After all, the five-year-old boy in the tea room looked very different from the image of the patriarch that everyone knew.

At this time, Xiaoya slowly knocked on the door of the tea room and said softly in a very respectful tone:

"Chief, I have brought the person you wanted."

When I heard Xiaoya's address, I knew that this five-year-old boy was actually the patriarch here.

She still felt incredible.

A childish but majestic voice came from the tea room: "Come in."

Xiaoya then hurried forward and helped Su Anan open the door of the tea room, making an elegant gesture to invite her in. She herself stood quietly outside the door, guarding it respectfully.

Su Anan followed in.

This spacious and tidy tea room, where every piece of furniture exudes a strong ancient charm, displays cultivation in a low-key manner.

However, at this moment, the person standing there skillfully making tea was a child of only five years old. The scene really seemed a bit out of place.

Especially when she saw the little boy was only as tall as the table, but he was making tea to entertain her.

Due to his height problem, the little boy could only stand while making tea.

Although he could only stand there helplessly, he began to make tea with a skill beyond his age.

His every move seemed to radiate an innate calmness and composure, which formed a sharp contrast with his childish face.

Su Anan walked over and sat opposite the little boy.

At this time, the tea in the little boy's hand was already brewed. He brought the carefully brewed tea to Su Anan and said:

"Come, sit down, have a cup of tea, and chat slowly. There are too many things to talk about in a short time."

Su Anan's eyes inadvertently fell on the teacup placed in front of her. The teacup was like an exquisite work of art, exuding a faint tea fragrance.

As soon as you smell it, you can tell it’s top quality tea.

However, she did not rush to pick up the teacup to taste it, but went straight to the point and said:

"You are the chief of this clan. Are you sure you are not kidding me? If you are the chief, then you imprisoned the demons in the storage ball?"

The demons in the storage ball have been kept there for ninety-five years, and the child in front of him is only five years old, and even his bone age is only five years old.

How could such a young child have been able to trap the demons ninety-five years ago?

In fact, Su Anan asked this question because she wanted the real patriarch to appear, so she spoke a little impolitely.

After all, it wouldn't be too outrageous if you just found someone else.

After all, there is no way to fake the other person's bone age.

Unless it is a possession of another's body!

Su Anan's question was a bit impolite, but the little boy didn't get angry. Instead, he introduced himself solemnly:

"My name is Lin Bingren, and I am indeed the chief of this place. I have no need to lie to you about this. As for the demons you mentioned, should they be the Illusion Demon Emperor in the storage ball?"

His words made Su Anan's originally calm face instantly tense, and she stood up with an expression of disbelief on her face.

At this moment, the shocked expression on her face could no longer be concealed.

"You said that the person in the storage ball is the Demon Emperor Huanxin?"