Zhong Qinglei first glanced at the man who was informing him, then pinched his chin and said, "With Xiao Qian's respect for you, if there is news from that young man, he should come to inform you in person instead of sending someone over here. Don't you think it's strange?"

Liu Zhengyang thought about it and thought it was the reason.

It was not appropriate to let Liu Zhengyang, the master, go to see him no matter how you think.

Liu Zhengyang was too happy just now, so he didn't expect this.

But no matter how he thought about it, he could not think of the reason why Xiao Qian didn't come here in person.

"Forget it, I can't figure out why after thinking about it anyway, so why not ask Xiao Qian directly." Liu Zhengyang quickly gave up on himself and gave up wasting his brain power.

Zhong Qinglei smiled bitterly, feeling that he was making unnecessary efforts, and then following Liu Zhengyang.

Anyway, with their current strength, they can deal with any dangers even when they encounter.

Just asking Xiao Qian is indeed the easiest and most rude way.

Following the person in charge of informing the news, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei soon arrived at Xiao Qian’s office.

In the room, Xiao Qian did not work hard like before, but lay down on the chair weakly, tilted his head and closed his eyes, and seemed very tired. It was obviously not an easy thing to make a monk who was as strong as Xiao Qian felt tired by handling official duties.

In other words, Xiao Qian must have encountered a headache.

Liu Zhengyang asked on his own initiative: "Xiao Qian, what are you thinking?"

Xiao Qian slowly raised his head and showed no joy when he saw Liu Zhengyang.

He looked depressed and even said with a little apology: "Master, I'm sorry."

"What?" Liu Zhengyang asked inexplicably, and was confused by Xiao Qian.

What the hell did Xiao Qian apologize for?

Could it be that the investigation into the identity of that young man was screwed up?

But it shouldn't be. Even if it's screwed up, Xiao Qian wouldn't be so depressed.

Zhong Qinglei looked at Liu Zhengyang in confusion, then looked at Xiao Qian, puzzled.

Xiao Qian sighed, and then slowly explained: "We have found out the identity of the young man. Although we don't know what his name is, at least we can be sure that he comes from an assassin organization, which is called Zangjian, and is very famous in the central area."

"Do you hide the sword? I understand." Liu Zhengyang nodded, and then asked curiously: "Since you have found such important information, why do you still have to apologize? You can find so much information in just three days, and you have done a good job."

"It's not like that." Xiao Qian shook his head and said, "After knowing that the person who was fighting was a Cang Jian's assassin, I immediately sent someone to find Cang Jian to ask for an explanation and asked them to stop acting. However, not only did they not listen, they also killed our people."

"What? The person you sent to negotiate was killed?" Liu Zhengyang was stunned.

Although Xiao Qian is a little naive, he represents Panmen at least.

Is it really good to kill the messenger of Panmen so simply and roughly?

That means never ending!

Zhong Qinglei said in surprise: "You Panmen are those who can compete with Yuan Man. Can Cangjian really give you any face? How powerful are they? By the way, what level of cultivator you were killed is the cultivator?"
Chapter completed!