My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

This is also their focus this time.

If it is the Ito family, then they only need to take revenge on the Ito family.

But judging from Elder Tian's scars, they looked more like the work of ancient Chinese warriors.

In Luo City, he actually killed the elders of the Murong family.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to top-level provocation.

Murong Wan's expression was calm.

After a brief thought, she said: "The Ito family has indeed been very active recently, and they have also instigated some ancient warriors to rebel. However, Elder Tian is very powerful and should not be easily killed like this."

"With Elder Tian's strength, even if he cannot defeat him, if he insists on running away, two or three innate warriors will not be able to stop him."

Murong Zhengyang said and continued: "It's up to Elder Zhang to lead the investigation yourself."

"Yes."

Elder Zhang nodded.

Murong Wan touched her chin at this time, and then said: "We will go see Elder Tian's body later."

"Well, you can go now."

Murong Zhengyang agreed.

In fact, there will be no immediate results from this meeting, because they don’t even know who their opponents are.

I just arranged for someone to investigate.

With the meeting over.

Under the leadership of Qin Shubo, Murong Wan and Yang Feng also arrived at the morgue.

According to the rules, Elder Tian's body cannot be disposed of immediately.

Yang Feng originally didn't want to see this, but Murong Wan insisted on dragging him here.

But now that he was here, Yang Feng also looked at it carefully with his eyes.

There was a lingering black energy on Elder Tian's body.

And more importantly, there are still broken marks hidden in his body.

This shows that he was killed with one blow, and his opponent was definitely not an island native.

Because whether it was an Onmyoji or a ninja, Yang Feng had already fought against them, and no one would bring such black spiritual power.

This is more like practicing a special skill, and it is an ancient warrior who is used to using miasma.

After a brief observation here, Yang Feng and Murong Wan walked out together.

"Miss, the head of the family asked you to go back early after watching."

The elder said beside him.

Murong Wan nodded and said, "I understand."

After she finished speaking, she and Yang Feng went back home.

Yang Feng was thoughtful along the way.

He always felt like he had just seen something, a little familiar.

Seeing him like this, Murong Wan asked as she walked: "Did you find anything?"

"No, it just feels special."

"He died at the hands of an ancient warrior from China, but I don't know who it was."

Murong Wan said calmly.

She obviously saw something too.

Yang Feng walked for a while.

Just when he was about to enter the house, he suddenly stopped and said, "Is there any place near you where miasma is rampant, especially a swamp?"

"There is a virgin forest to the east, what's wrong?"

Murong Wan asked strangely.

Yang Feng paused and said slowly: "Are there any ancient warriors practicing over there?"

"There are quite a few. Do you suspect the people over there did it?"

"I'm just talking casually."

Yang Feng was not sure.

Murong Wan laughed and said, "Go in first."

The two walked into the house together.

In the hall at this time.

Murong Zhengyang just finished washing his face and walked out.

Seeing the two of them, he changed his seriousness in the meeting hall and smiled: "This is the friend you brought back. What is your name, young man?"

"Hello, uncle, my name is Yang Feng."

Yang Feng greeted him politely first.

Murong Zhengyang's smile deepened and he said: "So you are Yang Feng. I heard Zhengde mention you before. This girl, Xiaowan, is bringing a guest home for the first time. I think I can arrange to stay in the guest room next to you. Down."

"Thank you uncle."

Yang Feng thanked him.

Murong Zhengyang waved his hand and said: "You're welcome, I just brewed a pot of Dahongpao. A friend gave it to me a few days ago. Do you want some tea?"

"This one……"

Yang Feng smelled the fragrance of tea.

But he felt like Murong Zhengyang simply wanted to treat him to tea.

Murong Wan laughed beside her and said, "Just in time, I will go upstairs to help you look at the room. You can drink tea downstairs for a while, and then get ready for dinner."

"Um……"

Yang Feng agreed.

Murong Zhengyang enthusiastically pulled Yang Feng to sit down at the coffee table.

I don’t know what kind of wood this coffee table is made of. It exudes a faint fragrance, which is so blended with the tea leaves that it is a little subtle.

After sitting down.

Murong Zhengyang poured a cup of tea for Yang Feng and said, "I heard that Mr. Yang is not only an expert at appraising treasures, but also helped Zhengde when he was in Gan State. I really appreciate it."

"I just happened to meet and deal with a few gangsters, so I can't help you."

Yang Feng said modestly.

Murong Zhengyang laughed and said: "Hey, Xiaofeng is too humble. I heard that my opponent was also an innate warrior. It was my mistake that time. I thought Gan Country would be safer. I didn't expect such a person to appear. "

The two were drinking tea and chatting.

Yang Feng's eyes have been looking around intentionally or unintentionally.

In fact, he knew very well that Murong Zhengyang had been observing him.

It's just that Murong Zhengde didn't see the details of his strength, so he kept pretending to chat.

After chatting for a few minutes.

Murong Zhengyang finally said: "There happens to be a discussion and exchange between family members and some other families in the afternoon. Mr. Yang, would you be interested in going and taking a look?"

"It seems I shouldn't watch the competition between the children of your family."

"It's okay, it's okay. You are Xiaowan's guest, and you are also a guest of my Murong family. There is no need to keep such a small matter a secret."

Murong Zhengyang smiled.

When Yang Feng heard what he said, he was really curious about the strength of these young people from big families.

"Then I'll interrupt."

Yang Feng said.

Murong Zhengyang smiled and said: "In that case, I will tell Xiaowan later and ask her to go with you. It just so happens that she may not have been back for a long time."

"Yes."

Yang Feng agreed.

His tone was cautious and he seemed to have something on his mind.

Murong Zhengyang looked strange and said, "Why, Xiaofeng, do you still have any doubts?"

"It's nothing, it's just that uncle... can you trust your appearance?"

Yang Feng asked.

Murong Zhengyang laughed when he heard this and said: "Of course I believe in physiognomy. Could it be that, Xiaofeng, besides appraising treasures, you also know physiognomy?"

"I happen to have learned some. Uncle, you don't seem to be resting well recently, so there is a slight depression in the sky and three ravines on your face, which is a bad omen."

Yang Feng said truthfully.

The reason why he said it so rudely was because he felt that since Murong Zhengyang was the head of a large family, he should know that his physiognomy was real.

Yang Feng pretended to be a physiognomist, but he actually discovered that Murong Zhengyang's eyebrows were somewhat unlucky, and he might be in trouble recently.

However, Murong Zhengyang just laughed and said: "Haha, to tell you the truth, I asked someone to see my face yesterday, but it was still a good sign."