Of course Chen Feiyu knew that Ming Yu'ang was dead, and it can even be said that no one knew the details of this matter better than him.

"Know."

Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "Do you want to know how Ming Yu'ang died?"

"I want to know of course."

Liu Xiaoyue and Lin Yuehuang were excited. Could it be that Chen Fei, the "invincible magician", even calculated the cause of Ming Yu'ang's death?

In the expectant eyes of the two women, Chen Feiyu said seriously: "Ming Yu'ang was killed by me."

"What did you say?"

Liu Xiaoyue and Lin Yuehuang were both surprised.

"I mean, Ming Yu'ang died at my hands, do you believe it or not?"

Chen Feiyu said it honestly.

Liu Xiaoyue rolled her eyes: "You Chen Fei, you dare to fool us. I believe you big-headed ghost."

Chen Feiyu couldn't help but shake his head and laughed. Women are really strange creatures. They clearly told the truth, but they thought they were lying.

Suddenly, with a "click", the drink in Lin Yuehuang's hand fell to the ground, and the red juice flowed all over the floor.

Chen Feiyu and Liu Xiaoyue looked at Lin Yuehuang together, and saw that Lin Yuehuang looked dull, as if she had seen something particularly scary.

Liu Xiaoyue reached out and pushed Lin Yuehuang's arm down, and asked caringly: "Yuehuang, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Yuehuang suddenly shuddered and waved her hands like conditioned reflexes: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine..." As she said that, she secretly glanced at Chen Feiyu with a slight panic.

Chen Feiyu was surprised. There was a problem. Lin Yuehuang had definitely had a problem. He just said that Ming Yu'ang died in his hands. The next second Lin Yuehuang reacted so much. Could it be... "I'll go and clean it up with the mop."

Lin Yuehuang suddenly stood up guiltily and quickly left here. She had already stirred up storms in her heart. Could it be that Ming Yu'ang really died in Chen Feiyu's hands?

Looking at Lin Yuehuang's departure back, Liu Xiaoyue said in confusion: "Yuehuang looks a bit strange, and she will take the initiative to clean up. Could it be that the sun has come out from the west?"

"It's a bit strange indeed."

Chen Feiyu was meaningful and his expression was a little more or less solemn. Could it be that Lin Yuehuang had already learned his true identity?

So when Lin Yuehuang heard that Ming Yu'ang died in his hands, he suddenly became so strange?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, but he couldn't figure it out. He shouldn't have revealed any flaws. How did Lin Yuehuang discover his true identity?

"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. I'm really curious about how Ming Yu'ang died?"

Liu Xiaoyue's voice sounded in Chen Feiyu's ears.

Chen Feiyu pressed his inner doubts and said strangely: "Your Liu family is one of the most powerful families in Yanjing. Logically speaking, the troubles in Yanjing cannot be hidden from your Liu family. Doesn't the Liu family know the real cause of Ming Yu'ang's death?"

Liu Xiaoyue had a little confusion between her eyebrows and said, "My dad and my brother seem to know some inside information, but they are both secretive and don't tell me anything."

Chen Feiyu was secretly in awe. It seemed that the Liu family should know that it was him who killed Ming Yu'ang. The only question to worry about now is whether the Liu family will find out their true identity because of this?

Before he could think about it, suddenly, someone knocked on the door outside.

Chen Feiyu's mental power was released as soon as possible. The guard knocked on the door, and behind the guard, there were two middle-aged men wearing white plain clothes.

r//very strange, absolutely never seen it before.

Chen Feiyu was surprised and walked over to open the door.

"You are Mr. Chen, we were sent by the Ming family to send you invitations."

A man in white took out an invitation and handed it to Chen Feiyu, with three points of grief and enthusiasm, saying, "Three days later, it will be the funeral of Master Mingyu Ang. Our head hopes that Mr. Chen can also be present and send Master Ming to his last journey."

Another man in white did not speak and cast a hatred look at Chen Feiyu. If he hadn't forced his anger to suppress his inner anger, he would have beaten Chen Feiyu on the spot.

Will the Ming family actually send invitations?

This was completely beyond Chen Feiyu's expectations.

Chen Feiyu first glanced at the man who was staring at him tightly, then nodded and smiled: "Ming's young man died at a young age. I should indeed let him go for the last time. I hope he will not live so short in his next life."

The faces of the two middle-aged men changed slightly, and these words sounded really harsh.

"You go back and tell the Ming family that I have accepted this invitation and will be on time in three days."

Chen Feiyu generously reached out to take the invitation, but he wanted to see what the Ming family was going to do.

"The Ming family will definitely wait for Mr. Chen's journey."

After the man in white finished speaking, he turned around and left together.

Chen Feiyu walked back to the living room and placed the black invitation on the coffee table.

"Everyone in Yanjing knows that you have conflicts with Ming Yu'ang, but the Ming family still invites you to attend the funeral, which is really unexpected."

Liu Xiaoyue listened to all the conversation between Chen Feiyu and the man in white just now. She picked up the invitation and looked at it: "It seems that the Ming family is still tolerant."

Chen Feiyu sneered: "What kind of tolerance is tolerant?

The so-called meeting is not good, and there is no good banquet. I want to see what surprises the Ming family will give me at the funeral three days later.”

Liu Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "You are judging a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Can the head of the Ming family deliberately cause trouble for you at the funeral of his own son?

Although Ming Yu'ang has a conflict with you, you can't think too badly about the Ming family, right?"

Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled: "Natural, you are so naive."

Liu Xiaoyue was dissatisfied and wanted to say something. Suddenly, Lin Yuehuang came over with a mop.

Lin Yuehuang had calmed down a lot. Before she could clean up the juice on the ground, she saw the invitation on the table and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"An invitation from the Ming family."

Chen Feiyu said: "I invite me to attend Ming Yu'ang's funeral in three days."

"Ah..." Lin Yuehuang was surprised: "Isn't this Hongmen Banquet?"

Liu Xiaoyue's expression was dull, and then she said in surprise: "Yuehuang, why do you even think this is a Hongmen Banquet?"

Of course it was the Hongmen Banquet. Ming Yu'ang died at the hands of Chen Feiyu, and the Ming family invited Chen Feiyu to attend the funeral. He thought that the Ming family had bad intentions with his toes.

However, Lin Yuehuang could not tell Liu Xiaoyue about these things, and said vaguely: "Intuition, my intuition tells me that this must be the Hongmen Banquet. If you don't believe it, let's take a look at it later."

Liu Xiaoyue was speechless.

Not long after, the two girls left.
Chapter completed!