Tang Anshun was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
The Tang family has stored so many medicinal materials, the total value of which exceeds 10 billion. Counting the initial investment, the Jinling Tang family's investment in preparing to enter Huizhou has reached more than 30 billion.
Now, it's all in vain.
Moreover, it also deducted the delivery volume from dealers at all levels in Jiangnan Province. It can be expected that the Tang family's market in the Chinese herbal medicine industry will collapse in the future.
"How can a good medicinal material become useless? There must be something wrong with it."
Tang Anshun's face was full of evil spirits.
Just as he was talking, a man hurried in.
"Master, Master."
The middle-aged man spoke eagerly: "There is news from Tang's Pharmacy. The solid wood eaves of the pharmacy seemed to have been damaged by something, and someone saw a gray cloud pouring out of it."
Um?
Tang Anshun and Tang Haolin were stunned at the same time.
"Dad, someone must be causing trouble on purpose."
Tang Haolin quickly spoke: "Tang's Pharmacy has been established for decades. The precious medicinal materials stored decades ago have become more expensive as time goes by. There has never been any problem."
"Someone must have deliberately framed my Tang family."
"Furthermore, the inventory of Tang's Pharmacy is very secretive and cannot be accessed by outsiders. I suspect there is an insider."
Tang Haolin said in a concentrated voice: "Some time ago, wasn't there a mole found in the family? There is also a shadow guarding Tang Wenqing."
As soon as these words came out.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became weird.
Tang Anshun took a deep breath and said coldly: "Find out the affairs of Tang's Pharmacy first. Now, check it out for me right away!"
"yes."
Tang Haolin didn't dare to stay here, so he quickly took the man who came before and left together.
The lobby of the Tang family became quiet.
Tang Anshun's face was no longer angry and he sat upright on the Grand Master's chair.
Sudden.
There was a slight breathing sound from the corner.
"master."
A feminine, skinny old man emerged from the darkness, silently and extremely strangely.
Tang Anshun asked: "Is there any result?"
"Yes, there are results."
The skinny old man said quietly: "That good-for-nothing Tang Ming is indeed still in Zhonghai, living a desolate and decadent life. I went there specifically to test him, and there is no doubt that it is Tang Ming."
"He has no cultivation, and his severed lame leg has not recovered. He has a withdrawn temperament and has no fighting spirit. He spends all his time drinking to drown his sorrows."
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Tang Anshun was obviously relieved.
Sudden.
He raised his eyebrows: "How to explain Qin Chang's death?"
Qin Chang was originally the steward of the Tang family.
A few months ago, he went out with Tang Haolin for business negotiations, and took a detour to Zhonghai to investigate Tang Ming. However, he never returned, was killed, and was found out to be a disciple of the Red Flame Sect.
"It should be Mu Qing and Xiao Feng who did it."
"On the night I went to Zhonghai and contacted Tang Ming, I was attacked and killed by two mysterious men. Although it was just a glimpse, I recognized one of them as Xiao Feng."
The skinny old man said solemnly: "These two people are the shadows left by Tang Anyin."
Tang Anyin.
Upon hearing these three words, Tang Anshun's cold eyes narrowed, and the teacup in his hand rippled.
Once bitten, twice shy.
Tang Anshun couldn't calm down for a long time when he thought of the eldest brother who was extremely handsome and suppressed his peers from all the families in Jinling City.
"Master, do you need to send someone to eliminate the weeds?"
The skinny old man made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"No need for the time being, just make sure that Tang Ming is a waste."
Tang Anshun shook his head slightly.
"Sir, if you keep that trash Tang Ming, it will be a disaster. It's better to get rid of it as soon as possible..." The skinny old man was about to continue persuading him when he suddenly noticed footsteps outside the door. He looked at Tang Anshun and quickly shut up.
The sound of footsteps gradually grew louder.
Finally, Zhao Lin and Lu Xiangyang walked into the lobby.
Zhao Lin [New www.biqule.co] still has a cold face, while Lu Xiangyang's face is red and he is in a good mood.
"What kind of happy event has Elder Lu encountered?"
Tang Anshun asked with a smile.
"Hahaha, fortunately, at the elixir conference that day, Zhao Lin came to help Master Tang and we were able to receive the elixir as a gift."
"During this period, I have made rapid progress in my cultivation, which is naturally gratifying."
Lu Xiangyang laughed heartily: "Master Tang is really a god. The elixirs he refines have extremely rich medicinal properties. He is worthy of being a high-level alchemy master."
Tang Anshun smiled and flattered: "Haha, then congratulations to Elder Lu and wish Elder Lu further progress in his cultivation."
Lu Xiangyang was very impressed and turned to look at Zhao Lin: "Zhao Lin, how about improving your cultivation?"
"fine."
Zhao Lin smiled lightly and said: "Thanks to Master Tang's elixir, I have a hunch that I will soon break through the middle stage of the golden elixir."
"Um?"
Lu Xiangyang was shocked.
He is also in the middle stage of Jindan, but he is already over sixty years old.
Zhao Lin is only twenty-seven or eighty years old, and is already in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. He can be considered a genius. Once he breaks through, he will definitely become the core figure of the Tang clan! "Brother Zhao is really talented. I also have some connections within the clan. When I go back, I
Walk around and try to get more offerings from the clan to you."
Lu Xiangyang opened his mouth with a smile and unknowingly changed his title.
"Then thank you very much, Elder Lu."
Zhao Lin did not refuse and agreed lightly.
When the two of them walked into the lobby, Tang Anshun naturally had to give up his seat.
Zhao Lin, on the other hand, was sitting in the second seat, glancing at the skinny old man in the corner intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes sharp.
"Elder Zhao."
The skinny old man felt numb at the sight and quickly saluted.
"Um."
Zhao Lin said indifferently: "Tang Anshun, I heard that the Tang family is not doing well recently. I don't care what difficulties you encounter. The tribute paid to the clan every quarter is indispensable."
"Yes, yes, of course."
Tang Anshun nodded quickly.
"During this period, you should take some time to focus on Jinling City. Especially because of what happened last time, Master Tang has a good impression of us. We must strengthen our contact with the Xuantian Group."
"As for other things, let's wait for the time being."
Zhao Lin said calmly: "This is an order within the clan, and it is more about whether your position as head of the family is secure or not."
Lu Xiangyang sat on the main seat and looked over in surprise, because what Zhao Lin just said was not a clan order.
But he didn't say much.
Because Zhao Lin is right, the Tang family's first priority now is to win over Tang Xuantian and the Xuantian Group.
Moreover, Zhao Lin was immediately the genius within the clan, and it was too late for Lu Xiangyang to flatter him, so he would point out the loopholes in his opponent's words.
"Ahem, this is indeed a clan order, so you should pay more attention to it."
Lu Xiangyang coughed a few times and said.
"Okay, thank you two elders for reminding me, I will definitely take it seriously."
Tang Anshun was shocked and unknowingly slowed down the matter at Zhonghai.
...Tang Ming returned to Zijin Villa from the herbal medicine market.
Not long after, father and son Chu Wenyuan and Chu Song hurried over.
"Mr. Tang."
The Chu family and his son paid homage to Tang Ming Dynasty.
"No need to be polite."
Tang Ming got straight to the point: "I called you here today to inquire about an important matter, which is about the details of the blockade of the Chu family in Yaowang Valley."
Chu Wenyuan and Chu Song looked at each other.
Tang Ming didn't waste any time. With a wave of his hand, a dozen soul-eating insects the size of ladybugs flew out.