Not long ago, this man sent someone to find him, saying that he could win the position of head of Qingzhou family, and he would not agree unless he was stupid.

But I knew that the head of the family was gone, and even the Cheng family was cheaper than that boy Cheng Jiache.

Of course, he could not hide his little thoughts from the person sitting in the head, but the man was not in the mood to care about this. He was just a useless chess piece, and he was just using it for easy use.

"Okay, you go back."

After Cheng Er shivered and retreated, the person in the head asked the person standing straight below, "What's wrong with Qianjia?"

"Sir, that person is not. So we locked him up there."

"Well, thank you for your hard work this time."

"Don't dare."

The person sitting in the head suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, Wen Za, you are not doing well."

Wen Wu lowered his head and said in a voice that the man could hear, "Xian San, but by order."

"Well, that's right. I heard that you accidentally caught a ghost messenger?"

Wu San gritted his teeth and replied, "It was done by Wu Er and is now locked up... there."

"Hey, what's there to say? Isn't it just locked in Penglai? The holy land of immortal cultivation, huh, I think that's just that."

Wu San did not answer the conversation.

The man said to himself again: "You guys have to be optimistic. If you can't kill them, don't let him run away. I heard that the ghost messenger is not a vegetarian. Wu Er paid a great price to catch him. If he ran away... you don't want to live!"

There was neatly tidy underneath: "Yes!"

The person sitting in the head nodded with satisfaction, and the hand that was originally holding the handrail also clenched into a fist.
Chapter completed!