As soon as Qin Yu said these words, Shen Congwen's entire face expression completely changed, becoming full of shock and disbelief.
At the same time, the expressions of the three elders of the Zeng family also changed, and the children of the Zeng family present seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Qin Yu with excited eyes.
The atmosphere in the entire crowd suddenly became heated. Song Qing noticed that there were many young people from the Zeng family around her who were even breathing rapidly. They looked at the young man on the field with eyes full of admiration and awe.
This kind of look confused Song Qing. She had worked as a reporter for the entertainment column for a period of time, and she had met many obviously enthusiastic fans. The eyes of those fans were similar to those of Zeng's family members at the moment, and they were also full of admiration.
However, fans only feel excitement and admiration when seeing celebrities, but not awe, so she doesn't understand why the expressions of these Zeng family members suddenly changed so much.
But Song Qing understood that all this was caused by the young man saying his name. Qin Yu? Does this name have such great magic power?
"Are you really the Master of Qin... Qin?" Shen Congwen's words no longer had the arrogance and sarcasm before, and his voice was full of awe.
In fact, even though he asked this question, Shen Congwen was already convinced. Because besides this person, who else at this age could tell the inside story of the tiger-shaped tomb just from the surface of the tomb?
Or more appropriately, how many people in the entire metaphysical world dare to impersonate him?
"Zeng Wenxuan of the Zeng family has met Master Qin."
Qin Yu did not answer, but the second uncle among the three elders of the Zeng family spoke first, clasping his fists and shouting respectfully towards Qin Yu.
At the same time, all the other disciples of the Zeng family also spoke respectfully at this moment: "The descendants of the Zeng family have met Master Qin."
All people in the metaphysical world must salute the Imperial Master when they see him. This is a sign of respect for the Imperial Master.
"The descendants of the Shen family have met the Imperial Master." Shen Congwen also clasped his fists respectfully, but there was a bitter smile in his heart.
"Now, do you believe what I said?"
Qin Yu looked at Shen Congwen. The reason why he exposed his identity was, firstly, because he did not want Shen Congwen to continue to make such mistakes, and secondly, because this incident also had a cause and effect with him.
The reason why Shen Congwen was able to steal the tomb from the tiger-shaped tomb was because several elders of the Zeng family left Sanliao, but the reason why several elders of the Zeng family left Sanliao was related to him. That's because of the wedding he held in the capital.
Several elders of the Zeng family did not attend his wedding, but they asked a leader from another sect in the metaphysical world to bring him gifts, and these elders left for the sect where that leader was.
This matter was not Qin Yu's guess, but when he accepted the gift from the sect leader, the sect leader helped tell him that all the five elders of the Zeng family had arrived in the capital, but they had to leave later because of urgent matters. , so he didn’t show up at the wedding.
"Of course I believe what Master Qin said."
Shen Congwen's expression became very sad. He would not doubt what Qin Yu said, because he knew that the great master would not destroy his credibility because of a Zeng family, because the Zeng family was not worthy of him.
Similarly, there is no need for the dignified Imperial Master to deceive him. To be honest, let alone him, a descendant of the Shen family, even the Shen family probably cannot catch the eyes of others.
"That's it for this period. Sanliao is not as simple as you think. There are some things that I can't tell you, but all you need to know is that your Shen family was indeed forced to leave by the Zeng family, but the Zeng family did this It’s not to monopolize the third party, but if your Shen family and other families don’t leave, they will end up with one family being ruined.”
Qin Yu's words made Shen Congwen look solemn. He didn't want to believe what Qin Yu said, but facing Qin Yu's identity as a national master, his reason told him that all this was true.
"National Preceptor, I dare not doubt the authenticity of your words, but Congwen has been preparing for revenge for so many years. Congwen hopes that the Imperial Preceptor can let Congwen know the truth."
Shen Congwen suddenly knelt down towards Qin Yu and said, "I beg the Imperial Master for help."
Shen Congwen's sudden move made Qin Yu smile bitterly. Shen Congwen's obsession was too deep. Even if he did not doubt his words, if he was not allowed to know the truth, he might not be able to do so in this life. Relieve.
"Shen Congwen, sometimes the price of knowing the truth is to sacrifice something. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Ask the Imperial Master for help, Congwen will have no regrets even if he dies." Shen Congwen replied decisively.
Qin Yu squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Congwen for a while, "Get up, this is the path you chose. I hope you won't regret it when the time comes."
Shen Congwen stood up from the ground, and Qin Yu looked at the three elders of the Zeng family, "Is it okay if I go in to pay homage to Duke Yang and your ancestors?"
"Of course you can, please ask the Imperial Master."
Zeng Wenxuan nodded quickly, and several Zeng family disciples very smartly walked to the door of the ancestral hall and pushed it open.
Qin Yu said no more and walked directly into Yang Gong Temple, while everyone else stood outside waiting.
"Sister Qing, did you hear that these people called that young man a national master? It's such an awesome title." The photographer whispered in Song Qing's ear.
"Nonsense, in history, the Imperial Preceptor was less than one person and more than ten thousand people. Some Imperial Preceptors even had such a transcendent status that they could be on equal footing with the emperor. But what age is it now, how can there be any Imperial Preceptor." Song Qing said something else. A colleague replied with some confusion.
"Have you heard? There are rumors in the market that there are many big shots with special abilities who are guests of some powerful people, and the most powerful among them is the Imperial Master." Song Qing's voice was trembling. As a reporter, She knows much more information than ordinary people, including a lot of information that cannot be published in newspapers but is circulated in their industry.
"Then if we send out the captured video, wouldn't it be exclusive news?" When the photographer heard Song Qing's words, he thought happily. He seemed to have seen the popularity of the column skyrocketing and his bonus also rising accordingly. Finally, there is the sweet smile of my wife.
"Send it out?" Song Qing glanced at the photographer with a strange expression, then looked a little helpless, "Let's get out of here."
"Why, Sister Qing, this is big news. It is guaranteed to arouse the curiosity of netizens." The photographer asked with some confusion.
"But the premise is that the column still exists and it must be able to pass the review."
As soon as Song Qing said these words, the photographer fell silent. Yes, he had forgotten this because he was immersed in the joy of big news. It is impossible for such news to appear in the public's view. Even their video It can only be kept privately. Once it is handed over to the program team, it will probably be destroyed directly. (To be continued)