Zhuo Yan returned home with ease and had been away from the teahouse for a while, but the anger in his heart still could not be dispelled.
"The boss is back? Let me tell you something..."
After closing the door, he heard his mother-in-law's words coming from the kitchen, but Zhuo Yan, who was in a bad mood, ignored them.
Sitting at the dining table, I picked up the half-woven bamboo basket that had been put aside and continued to weave.
Zhang Mei didn't get a response, so she turned her head and looked outside, and saw Zhuo Yan sitting there working with a gloomy look on his face, not replying.
The smile on his face disappeared, he put down the kitchen knife in his hand, wiped his hands and stepped forward to ask.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, I just feel unhappy."
"Hmm? Then tell me. It just so happens that I also have something happy to tell you."
Thinking that it would be good to have someone to talk to, Zhuo Yan began to tell what he had seen today.
"Beiguo Bank was robbed before, and we couldn't cash out the money we deposited in Mora. Now we have found the real culprit."
"Isn't that a good thing? Why are you so embarrassed?"
These words made Zhuo Yan immediately put down his work.
He stood up and pulled his mother-in-law to a chair, ready to talk to her properly.
"Can this be a good thing? Now it has been spread outside that the head of the noble family in Yujingtai robbed Beiguo Bank, and Qixing protected him. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that such a big thing happened
Prince Yan has never come forward to deal with the matter. Wife, I just suddenly feel uneasy. Is Prince Yan no longer protecting Liyue?"
"What does this mean? Why can't I understand it?"
"Oh, it was Lord Yu Heng who was invited to the Immortal Ceremony before to anger Prince Yan. Now that such a big thing has happened in Liyue Port, he doesn't even come forward. Do you think this won't make people anxious?"
This time Zhang Mei basically understood it, but...
"That's it?"
Um?
Zhuo Yan looked up at his mother-in-law. For a moment, he thought that Zhang Mei had a fever. This was imminent. She used to believe in Prince Yan more than he did. Why didn't she feel anxious now?
Looking at Zhuo Yan's confused eyes, Zhang Mei continued angrily: "Isn't Liyue still fine? Has anything big happened? Why does Prince Yan need to come out?"
"Isn't it a big deal that Beiguo Bank was robbed? Isn't it a big deal that thieves attack Yujingtai in broad daylight?"
He felt that today was too magical. Prince Yan no longer protected Liyue, and even his mother-in-law felt like a different person.
Why did this world suddenly become like this?
Looking at Zhuo Yan who looked like he was about to face the end of the world, Zhang Mei frowned and asked.
"Beiguo Bank was robbed. Did Seven Stars make you lose money? The thieves attacked Yujingtai and hurt people?"
Well...
I had already withdrawn money from other banks before redeeming my bills, but I didn’t lose any money.
As for whether anyone was hurt on the Yujing stage, this is not news that an ordinary person like him can know.
But Zhuo Yan still said: "Isn't it true that the prison was destroyed? How many people were killed or injured? Don't forget, you were worried about your brother's life before!"
"If you're going to say this, I really know it. Didn't I want to tell you a happy news? My brother is back!"
"Hmm? Please talk about it carefully."
Zhang Mei's words made him unable to turn around for a moment.
"Your brother is back?"
"Yes! Didn't my brother go on duty in the prison before? After the prison was destroyed, I felt anxious, but do you know what happened? Mr. Ouyang used his magic to save everyone, and no one died.
These are what my brother said when he came to see me today."
Such a turn of events was completely unexpected by Zhuo Yan. He asked with wide eyes in disbelief.
"Really? The black energy soaring into the sky destroyed the prison, but no one was hurt?"
"How are you talking? How can my brother's words be false? So, for just such a small matter, how busy is Lord Yan? Qixing manages it well, why is he stepping forward?"
Zhuo Yan, who was left speechless by his wife, got rid of the knot in his heart.
"Hehehe...hahahaha...what are you going to eat today? I'm here to help!"
With all the troubles behind him, Zhuo Yan happily pulled Zhang Mei into the kitchen.
As night falls, the news of the day is also spreading among the people of Liyue. The matter has been fermenting for several days, but what happened to Zhuo Yan's family is also happening in a small number of families today.
Liyue Port under the night, behind the prosperity, is involved in conspiracies, accidents and speculations. The truth has changed many versions, but there are also some people like Zhuo Yan, the depression in their hearts has dissipated. This incident
It's just a matter of conversation.
In the private room of Liuli Pavilion, Hua Shilong entertained a group of Xuanmen practitioners.
In just one day, he came to Liyue Port and gained three more people from Xuanmen who supported his Hua family.
"Thank you for your willingness to stand up for our Hua family despite your busy schedule. I would like to thank you all here! Come! Please fill up this cup!"
"Mr. Hua, you're welcome!"
"Lao Hua is serious. The Hua family is the head of our Xuanmen. This time it has also paved a way forward for our Xuanmen. We should be the ones thanking you, Mr. Hua!"
"Yes, yes! Respect the old man!"
"Respect the old man!"
In the warm atmosphere, Hua Shilong looked happy, but in his heart he was not very satisfied with the news he got today.
Things are moving too slowly!
He had started the layout a few days ago, but the feedback received was somewhat unsatisfactory.
Putting down his wine glass, Hua Shilong looked at everyone and said.
"Today, we have some new friends who are willing to join us. I think we already know the general story. I'll ask you all to send more people to spread the news. You guys, time doesn't wait for us!"
"sure!"
"I will make arrangements when we get back. Don't worry, Mr. Hua!"
“Another toast to Hua Lao!”
"Yes, another toast to Hua Lao, I will definitely take this matter seriously, don't worry!"
Hua Shilong, who was pushing cups and changing cups, with a smile on his face, looked at the crowd who responded one after another, and made a decision in his heart.
Since the effect is not very good, add more fire!
Late at night, it is cloudy tonight, and the moon is hiding behind the clouds.
He Qian was drunk on the way home. On the day when Beiguo Bank was robbed, although he was frightened, he finally borrowed Mora from another bank for investment.
Unfortunately, the cruel reality told him that doing business with loans carries huge risks.
His investment failed.
Being overwhelmed by the tremendous pressure, he chose to get drunk.
These days he has hardly been awake for a moment.
Because whenever he wakes up, he will be overwhelmed by the desperate reality.
Without the courage to seek death, getting drunk became his only choice and sustenance.
Although the moonlight was not bright tonight and his steps were a little staggering, he still walked towards his home by a familiar route.
In this deserted alley, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came to my ears.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. He Qian?"
"Huh?? I am, you, who are you? A debt collector, a debt collector, isn't it still early to pay back?"
"I'll take you on your way!"
Following the words, the person quickly drew his sword.
choke--
Swish——
With one strike of the sword, He Qian's body was separated and fell down.
The sword was very fast and the killer was very professional. He Qian did not feel any pain.
After the murder, the murderer made no cover-up and had no intention of hiding the body.
Sheathing the sword, he strode away and disappeared into the night.
