Zhang Qilin: Actually, I still have a brother.
4 Other than me, who would dare to sit in the Sky Lantern’s seat?

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"I don't know much about the specifics.”

"In the information left behind by the old man, there was a record of an operation organized by the Old Nine Gates. That operation was led by the people of Lord Zhang, and many experts from the line came.”

"Unfortunately…"

Wu San Ye smacked his lips and sneered,"It's a pity that they underestimated this master's ability and all of them died. Back then, in order to suppress this matter, the nine old sects had to spend more than ten years of harvest!”

Ten years of harvest from the Nine Old Factions!

This simple sentence.

No one dared to underestimate the wealth and value hidden behind it!

"Third Master."

"I advise you not to show your face for the time being.”

Fatty lit a cigarette and said meaningfully,"A character like Lord Zhang would definitely not let us two little girls invite him out so casually.”

"Unless…"

"Unless he came up with it himself and settled old scores.”

Fatty's words were very particular.

He knew Third Master Wu's style of doing things. If he wanted to do something, he would do it by all means and arrangements!

But now.

As long as the Wu family dared to make a move.

Fatty could even foresee the tragic state of the Wu family, where not even a dog would be left!

"I know."

Wu San Ye's expression was solemn, and he was a little hesitant.

But soon, Third Master Wu took out his phone and sent a message.

"Prepare to depart."

Immediately after.

Wu San Ye put away the map on the table and said to Tian Zhen and Fatty,""Lord Zhang can let the two of you follow by his side because of your relationship with this little brother? It's not hard to guess."

"Help me pass a message to Lord Zhang."

"I told you…the time for the jade figurine to break is almost up!”

Before Tianzhen and Fatty could react.

Wu San Ye had already grabbed a backpack that he had prepared in advance and rushed out of the door without saying a word.

The room was silent for a few minutes.

Fatty fiercely smoked a cigarette, his face full of worry.""How could I be so f * cking lucky to be involved in this matter!”

"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have known you even if I were beaten to death!”

"Cut the crap." Naive rolled his eyes.

" With Lord Zhang's status, no matter how unreasonable he is, he won't casually touch us two little girls. As long as he doesn't court death, I don't think there's a big problem…"

Just as the two of them were analyzing the problem.

Third Master Wu had already left the city. At the same time, he had also taken a group of Wu Clan's experts with him and left first.

The next morning.

The New Moon Restaurant had already opened its doors early and was preparing for the auction.

Anyone who did not have an invitation card would be invited out!

Anyone who played with antiques in Beijing knew about it.

The New Moon Restaurant was the place where the real experts stayed. They played with big items. Compared to this place, Liulichang and Panjiayuan were all street stalls.

In other words.

The people who could enter this place must be famous bosses or experts in the industry. None of them were mediocre!

This was the first time he was here.

Fatty had obviously been here before and was familiar with the place.

Not to mention Zhang Muran. The New Moon Hotel was like her own home. She even knew where the secret door was!

"Second floor."

"Follow me later and talk less.”

Zhang Muran glanced at Innocent and Fatty before walking to the front.

They entered the second floor.

Everywhere he looked, there were carved windows, doors, and screens. Almost all of them were old objects. There were high-quality sandalwood tables and chairs, and all kinds of old lamps and ornaments. They were all the accumulation of time.

Fatty raised his hand to call a waiter over and pointed at Innocence."Third Master of the Wu family."

"For the three of you, private room or lobby?”

The waiter was respectful and did not even raise his head.

"Private room."

Zhang Muran nodded.

"Alright!"

The waiter knew what to do. He did not ask any more questions and led the three of them to the private room.

Halfway out.

Zhang Muran suddenly stopped and looked up at the huge private room beside her. Her gaze fell on the carved plaque on the lintel.

Fatty, who was following behind, was stunned for a moment, and his heart trembled.

The private room had a large screen door with carved patterns, which was even bigger than the door of the hotel. At the door stood two young men in casual clothes.

When the waiter in front saw Zhang Muran stop, he did not say anything and stood to the side.

"Lotus Plucking Hall…"

Zhang Muran was deep in thought. Suddenly, she turned around and walked in.

The two young men standing in front of the door reacted quickly and raised their hands to stop Zhang Muran.

This is bad!

Fatty's heart sank.

Immediately after, he saw a blur in front of his eyes. The sound of a punch seemingly punching straight into his flesh suddenly appeared!

One of the young men immediately spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.

The other person was about to reach for his saber.

Zhang Muran didn't even look at him. Like a ghost, her shoulder moved back and forth, and she crashed into the second young man.

Kacha!

The sound of bones cracking could be heard clearly!

The wooden door was knocked over in an instant, and a faint smell of Tibetan incense came out of the room.

Zhang Muran smiled and walked through the door.

After passing through three or four layers of coral bead curtains, there was a very large space. Behind it was a wooden screen.

Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, and the decorations were exquisite.

In the middle was a large round table.

There were seven or eight middle-aged men standing by the table, all of them holding weapons in their hands.

The noise outside had already attracted the attention of these people, but they did not move to surround him at this time. Clearly, they had some foundation.

Zhang Muran's gaze did not stop at all. She stared straight at the wooden screen.

"The position of this sky lantern…"

Zhang Muran laughed and said coldly,""Other than me, who else is qualified to sit on it?”

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