Fang Zui nodded: "well, what you said seems reasonable, but it's a pity that it's just your own wishful thinking. Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you!"
With that, Fang Zui took out a piece of paper from the document and put it in front of Yan Xing: "I will give you 30 seconds to consider, either hand over Lu Yang, or I will pass this document to your master."
Yan Xing shouted angrily, "you dare!"
Fang Zui smiled and stared at him for a moment, quietly waiting for the countdown.
Of course he dared, Yan Xing knew that.
As time passed, he clenched his fist and said, "it's in the secret room below."
Hearing this, Lei Ming immediately asked, "where is the underground secret room?"
Yan Xing looked at his men and said, "take him."
Fang Zui looked at Lei Ming and said, "be careful."
"Yes." Thunder and the man leave quickly.
Yan Xing stared at Fang Zui coldly, and suddenly said, "you are not afraid to force me to kill you!"
Fang Zui said lazily, "you don't dare. You won't take risks with more than 100 enterprises of the Qingyan family. Yan Xing, to be honest, you should worry about whether we will kill you if you get us worried."
Yan Xing laughed sarcastically, "you dare not! Otherwise you would not have stopped your accomplices."
Fang Zui: "you really want too much. We don't dare. I just want you to feel that life is worse than death. Your master left in a hurry. Haven't you realized that something big has happened?"
Yan Xing stared at him and said nothing.
After a while, thunder brought out Lu Yang, who was seriously injured.
"Let's go back," said Qian Mei
Fang Zui said faintly, "Mr. Yin, take care of yourself."
The three men left with Yang.
Yan Xing looked at the back of several people with hatred, and wanted to shoot thousands of arrows through their hearts!
His subordinates said: "young master, let them go like this?"
Yan Xing said coldly, "running monks can't run away from the temple. I will make them pay the price sooner or later!"
"So, what should we do now?"
"Prepare the car and go to find Miss Murong!"
Half an hour later.
Yan Xing appeared in front of Murong Jing.
"Mr. Yin, what's up?"
"Miss Murong, you must have heard about the disclosure of the secrets of the Qingyan family company?"
"Oh, I know that." Murong Jing said faintly.
Seeing that she looked so plain, Yan Xing could not help a flash of dissatisfaction at the bottom of his eyes, but he immediately hid.
"Miss Murong, this was done by the people of qiansha League. They knew that the Qingyan family was an ally of beiluomen and dared to act so boldly. It is obvious that Zhan and Shiqian, the commercial secretary, did not pay attention to beiluomen at all. If we don't teach them a lesson, I'm afraid they will be really lawless!"
After pausing for a few seconds, Murong Jing suddenly asked, "who told you to fight with the Bai family?"
Yan Xing was stunned, and then said, "the white family has a long relationship with the Lord of Jiuzhou. We also want to speak for the northern hell sect leader."
"It can be used to vent your anger!" Murong Jing said coldly, "the leader of the alliance was once a student of the blazing flame college. Are you beating the head of the school when you move the blazing flame college?"
"Of course... It's not. We want to vent our anger for the leader of Beiming sect. How noble the leader of Beiming sect is. It's the honor of the Bai family to go to ChiYan college. They don't appreciate the leader of Beiming sect. Instead, they flatter the opponent of the leader of Beiming sect. Naturally, we should teach them a lesson."
Murong Jingmei's eyes narrowed slightly: "so, you deliberately hurt the prince of state e for the sake of our sect leader?"