A new day begins in the cool breeze of early winter, and the sounds of shouting and selling can be heard in the bustling Shuzhou City.
The sound of wheels rolling over the road got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the big house.
Soon, a famous post was delivered to Wei Changtian.
The gilt name post is of high quality, with two columns of small characters written in block letters.
Changwu Hall.
Zhuang Zhiming.
"..."
"Brother Chu."
After handing the name card to Chu Xianping, Wei Changtian nodded to the latter, then turned around and walked into a side room.
Chu Xianping, on the other hand, kept watching him enter the house, and then slowly walked to the door of the house with his name card in hand.
He took a gentle breath and exhaled it slowly.
There was a smile on his face, and the corners of his clothes swayed slightly with his footsteps.
Then, take one step through the side door.
"May I ask if you are the master of Hall Zhuang?"
When Chu Xianping's eyes fell on Zhuang Zhiming and asked this question with a smile, he obviously caught a hint of surprise in the latter's eyes.
However, this surprise was fleeting and disappeared in the next second.
"Yes, the villain is none other than Zhuang Zhiming."
"I wonder if your Excellency is..."
"The junior's surname is Chu and his given name is Xianping. He is a disciple of Mr. Wei."
Chu Xianping smiled and cupped his hands at Zhuang Zhiming: "Master Zhuang, I'm really sorry, Young Master Wei went out this morning on urgent matters."
"But the young master remembered that the hall wanted to visit him, so he asked me to wait here."
"Master Zhuang, please come in quickly."
"..."
Wei Changtian went out for something?
Obviously, such a situation was something Zhuang Zhiming had not expected before.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this matter was true or false, but he subconsciously felt that it should be true.
After all, Zhuang Zhiming didn't know that Wei Changtian already knew his identity, and if the latter only regarded himself as the leader of Changwu Hall, there was really no need to delay other things just to wait for him.
"Ah, since Mr. Wei is not here, I can just come and visit you another day."
Soon, Zhuang Zhiming made up his mind, said politely to Chu Xianping, and then ordered to the coachman:
"Quick! Move the prayers inside!"
"Yes, sir."
When the coachman heard this, he immediately prepared to move things, but at this time Chu Xianping smiled and waved his hand.
"Master Zhuang, don't leave in a hurry."
"Young Master Wei has ordered that if the hall master has anything to say to me, just tell me."
"Even if you have nothing to do, please go inside first and have a sip of hot tea."
"Well... Mr. Chu, let's just drink tea."
Zhuang Zhiming smiled and said: "I just want to visit the young master and his wife today, there is nothing important."
"It's better to wait until the young master is free and the villain comes again some other time."
"..."
A gust of wind blew from the end of the alley, stirring Chu Xianping's meticulous hair and Zhuang Zhiming's brocade robe embroidered with gold thread.
If it were Wei Changtian at this time, he probably wouldn't say anything at all and let Zhuang Zhiming leave.
After all, there will be another "presbyterian meeting" tomorrow night, so we can wait until then to make plans based on the situation.
But Chu Xianping's approach was completely different from him.
"Master Zhuang, do you plan to live in Shuzhou City forever?"
"Forgive me for asking this junior question."
"The main hall of Changwu Hall is in Liangzhou, doesn't Master Zhuang need to go back to take care of the affairs in the hall?"
"Or do you think the hall master has something important to do in Shuzhou?"
"If there is, the hall master can tell you. I'm sure... this junior can help."
"..."
It's not "I'm not sure the juniors can help?", but "The juniors can help."
When Chu Xianping said the last words in a positive tone, Zhuang Zhiming seemed to finally understand something.
The smile on his face suddenly stiffened for a moment, and the look in his eyes towards Chu Xianping also became very different.
"Mr. Chu, in this case..."
Narrowing his eyes, he slowly took a step forward and stood only one step away from Chu Xianping.
"Then I'd rather obey your orders than respect you. I'm going to bother you for a while."
"Hahaha, Hall Master Zhuang, please!"
"Master Chu, please."
"..."
...
After a stick of incense, the main hall of Wei's house.
When Yuan'er poured a cup of hot tea for each of them, then exited the room and gently closed the door, the room fell into a brief silence.
Until Chu Xianping took a sip of tea and said with a smile:
"Master Zhuang, have some tea."
"Um."
He also picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Although Zhuang Zhiming's expression was calm, his heart was not as calm as when he came.
Because he was not sure what kind of medicine Chu Xianping was selling in the gourd.
Does the latter already know his true identity?
But even if Wei Changtian could find out that he was the helmsman of Bing Sandu, there was no way he would know that he was also the elder Kui Long.
So...what is Chu Xianping going to do?
Is he actually the elder of Qingtai?
With just a few simple words, Chu Xianping succeeded in making Zhuang Zhiming fall into confusion.
However, before he could think clearly, he saw Chu Xianping put down the tea cup and said slowly:
"Hall Master Zhuang, no, Elder Zhuang, do you know what it means to reveal the elder's identity?"
"..."
boom!!!
It was like a huge thunder exploded in his ears. When Chu Xianping directly pierced the window paper between the two of them without any nonsense or probing, Zhuang Zhiming felt a sudden numbness in his scalp.
His eyes widened in shock, and the tea cup in his hand exploded into powder with a bang.
"you!"
"You, what are you talking about..."
"Elder Zhuang, stop pretending."
Chu Xianping waved his hand calmly, as if Chu Xianping didn't care about the fierce murderous intent that was so close at hand.
"You and I are both smart people. Besides, we have to meet tonight."
"I don't want anyone to be absent then."
"..."
absent.
Zhuang Zhiming subconsciously turned his head and looked around, then stared at Chu Xianping.
"What do you mean!"
"It's not interesting, I just want to help Elder Zhuang."
"help me?"
The body leaned forward slightly, and the look of horror on Zhuang Zhiming's face gradually faded.
After all, he is also a big shot in a high position. Although he was really frightened just now, he still has the ability to adjust.
I saw that he did not make meaningless denials, but asked in a cold tone:
"Elder Chu, what do you want to help me with?"
"Of course I will help you hide the identity of the elder."
Chu Xianping smiled: "Once your identity is exposed, I think Elder Zhuang should know how many people in Kuilong want to replace you."
"snort!"
With a groan, Zhuang Zhiming did not refute, but stared at Chu Xianping and sneered:
"Elder Chu, isn't it the same for you?"
"There is also the matter of you mobilizing manpower under the guise of the Presbyterian Church..."
"..."
Obviously, Zhuang Zhiming is now completely certain that Chu Xianping is the elder of Qingtai.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the latter to say "we will meet again tomorrow night".
That's why he threatened in the same way.
If I reveal my identity, I will be hunted down. Isn't it the same for you?
And I still have the excuse of your previous "abuse of private power", which can also lead to your death...
When such a "negotiation" was so intense from the beginning, Zhuang Zhiming believed that his bargaining chips were no less than Chu Xianping's.
But the latter's still calm appearance made him feel more and more uneasy.
"Elder Zhuang, you are wrong. In fact, I am not Elder Qingtai..."
In Zhuang Zhiming's stunned eyes, Chu Xianping said slowly:
"Or maybe I'm not now."
"Whether you believe it or not, my token has been stolen, and the person who stole my token..."