Bo Liangyu was desperate and looked at the forces that could stir up trouble in the world. Wuhu Villa not only had this strength, but it was also conveniently located and difficult to expose.
The savings of the Mingjue sect for nearly two hundred years, despite their recent rapid expenditure, are still more emaciated than a horse.
The banknotes worth several million taels became a life-saving talisman for Bo Liangyu.
The head of Wuhu Villa, Wang Cibei, has no rules and principles. Wuhu Villa has always valued money. With such a huge temptation in front of him, he was suddenly obsessed with convenience.
Ye Jing came to visit, and after reporting all the way, Ye Jing was taken into the reception hall of Wuhu Villa.
Wang Cibei greeted him with a smile, and there didn't seem to be anything strange about him.
Ye Jing spoke first: "Master Wang, it's been a long time."
Wang Cibei bent down slightly and laughed loudly: "Second Master Ye is here to visit. It's so radiant. I've seen Second Master Ye and I'm so polite. Please come in quickly!"
Ye Jing is the second eldest son in the family, and the younger generation generally calls him "Second Master Ye".
Because Chang Shisan is called the "Thirteenth Master", Ye Jing cannot be called the "Second Master" in the Tianyun Mountain Sect.
Ye Jing stood still: "There's no need to go inside. I'm only here for one thing."
Wang Cibei looked troubled: "What are you talking about? When the second master comes to Wuhu Villa, he has to eat well and entertain him, otherwise it will appear that he doesn't understand the rules."
Ye Jing shook his head: "Once this matter is resolved, there will be many opportunities in the future."
Wang Cibei was thinking in his heart. After all, he was an old man in the world. He had seen a lot of people and people, and he could always make accurate guesses at his age.
He asked tentatively: "I wonder what the second master is talking about? I am all ears."
Ye Jing: "Where is Bo Liangyu?"
It's pretty straightforward, without any twists and turns.
Wang Cibei: "Bo Liangyu? I...I don't know. He is the leader of the Mingjue Sect. How can I know his whereabouts?"
Ye Jing put away his cynicism and looked serious: "Master Wang, I hope you can think carefully before answering me. I ask again, where is Bo Liangyu?"
Wang Cibei clenched his fists and evaded his eyes: "I...I don't know."
Ye Jing blinked his eyelids, took a deep breath, and nodded gently: "Okay, just think about it clearly. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to live."
He turned around and started to leave.
Wang Cibei felt nervous and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Hey... Protector Ye... stay, please stay. I would like to ask, what did you mean by just now?"
Ye Jing: "You know what I mean by asking knowingly. You know better what the gang leader's temper is like. Do you still want me to say more here?"
Wang Cibei looked around, took a step closer, and asked in a low voice: "If, if I hand him over, what benefits can you give me?"
Sure enough!
The profit-seeking old guy!
Ye Jing: "Benefits? What a joke, I'm not here to beg you, but to give you a way out. I advise you to make this clear first. Whether life is more important or the so-called benefits, dogs can weigh it clearly."
Wang Cibei was tangled up in his heart.
As for the consequences, at least he knew that doing so would become a thorn in the side of the Tianyun Mountain Sect. However, the character of a "gambler" is engraved in the bones of almost every Jianghu person.
On one side is a turmoil that I don’t know how to end, and on the other side is a million tael of silver notes.
Of course Wang Cibei knew how powerful the former was, but he was unwilling to let go of a large sum of money and let the meat fly away from his mouth!