Chapter 1940 Below one person!

Linghu Duyi drank a few glasses of wine, chatted with Xiao Zheng for a few words, and then stood up and left.

Linghu Zhu hurriedly ran into the private room and looked at Xiao Zheng with anticipation: "Boss Xiao, what did my father say?"

Xiao Zheng shook his head and sighed, "Young Master Linghu, now even if I have the will, I can't help."

When Linghu Zhu heard this, she probably realized that the conversation between his father and Xiao Zheng did not achieve the effect he expected.

It even means wasting a whole night.

Linghu Zhu sat on the chair with a disappointed face, lit a cigarette with a dull expression and said in a deep voice: "The old man is too pedantic."

Xiao Zheng nodded and said, "I don't deny it. Ling Zun is indeed a bit pedantic."

After a pause, he added: "But he is indeed a good father."

Linghu Zhu smiled bitterly and pursed her lips and said, "So I don't want him to be imprisoned."

Xiao Zheng said helplessly: "Some things are not something that we are younger generations can control."

Linghu Zhu is like this, why is Xiao Zheng the same?

In recent years, whether it is mother-in-law, Bai Wuxia, or even Ye Gongguan, they have advised Xiao Zheng not to get involved in this grudge.

For Xiao Zheng, this is also an invisible pressure.

Linghu Zhu also faced the same pain this time. She wanted to help her father, but she didn't know where to start.

Thanking Xiao Zheng, Ling Huzhu left Longfeng Tower in a daze. Only Xiao Zheng and Shang Yao were left in the private room. The latter raised his eyes slightly and asked hesitantly: "It's very serious?"

"When will the shadow of the Zhao family be serious?" Xiao Zheng said with a narrow eye. "It seems that our good days are coming to an end."

"There is no movement in the Lin family for the time being." Shang Yao reminded with a little thought.

"A mere Bai Wushuang is not enough to make the old demon Lin take action himself. The old demon Lin can't save this face." Xiao Zheng smiled and shook his head and said. "But I can guarantee you that once the old demon Lin takes action, even you, as an outsider, will definitely feel a headache and be attacked from both sides."

Shang Yao smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Since I accept the Yan family, I will face all threats against the Yan family."

Xiao Zheng shook his head and fell into silence.

This melee seems to have little to do with Shang Yao and Xiao Zheng. But who knows what exactly is?

The so-called cold lips and teeth are dead. Even though this battle did not involve Xiao Zheng and Shang Yao, can they really remain indifferent?

Xiao Zheng originally wanted to go down the road and agreed to Linghu Zhu's invitation. However, Linghu Duyi's attitude was extremely tough. He didn't want anyone to intervene at all.

He even vaguely mentioned that in this melee, even Linghu Duyi, who was not in the battlefield, was extremely dangerous. It is very likely that his life would be lost!

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Xiao Zheng's heart gradually sinks.

"Boss Xiao, how did you expect this incident?" Shang Yao asked with great concern.

"I'm not very clear." Xiao Zheng shook his head and sighed softly. "Bai Wushuang's motivation, Linghu's only motivation, including the action of autumn harvest."

Xiao Zheng paused, raised his eyes and glanced at Shang Yao: "Ling Zun and the Bai family are still allies?"

"Yes." Shang Yao nodded heavily.

"Will he take action?" Xiao Zheng asked.

Bai Wushuang was planned by Shang Jingtian. In essence, the two of them are definitely not real allies. In fact, at this level, who will be permanent allies with whom?

But at least Shang Yao is not aware of this matter, and Bai Wushuang may not be clear about it.

Besides

If Bai Wushuang makes a big move, will the old monk sit idly or help his only nephew fight against the enemy together?

After a casual analysis, this so-called war driven by Bai Wushuang seemed to have dragged most people into the water in an instant!

"Boss Xiao, I think it is very likely that this battle is loud and the rain is small." Shang Yao's eyes shone slightly and she said meaningfully.

"Oh? Why did Miss Shang say this?" Xiao Zheng asked curiously.

"In order to retaliate, the Zhao family may not need enough interests to support it. But on the contrary, whether it is the Bai family, my father, or other wealthy families, they will never act rashly without the drive of absolute interests. Therefore, this battle is likely to be a small-scale battle. With Bai Wushuang as the core, Shang Yao said word by word. "The Battle of Revenge."

"After you say this, I seem to be Bai Wushuang's first target of revenge." Xiao Zheng said with a wry smile.

"Not necessarily." Shang Yao shook her head and explained. "Everyone knows who is the real black hand in Bai Ziwen's death."

"Even if there is no clear answer to Bai Wushuang's disfigurement, at least Bai Ziwen's death was caused by autumn harvest." Shang Yao said slowly. "So I guess that Bai Wushuang's target this time is likely to be autumn harvest."

"With the Bai family alone, I want to challenge the Zhao family?" Xiao Zheng frowned. "Bai Wushuang is too arrogant."

When Shang Yao heard this, he said helplessly: "Boss Xiao, in life, you have to do something and not do something. It is not a standard for whether you can do it, but whether you should be the standard."

Xiao Zheng looked at Shang Yao deeply and said slowly: "I understand what you mean."

After a pause, he whispered softly: "Miss Shang, no matter what, I advise you not to intervene this time. As you have speculated, this time may be just a battle with heavy thunder and little rain for some people."

Shang Yao smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. If it is not necessary, I really don't plan to take action."

After smiling, Shang Yao asked solemnly again: "What about the other part of the people?"

When Xiao Zheng heard this, his eyes gradually became sharp. He also showed a stern look on his face: "The battle of life and death."

Shang Yao's heart sank, and a strange color flashed across her beautiful face: "Boss Xiao. In your opinion, will my father take action?"

Xiao Zheng laughed: "Ms. Shang, do you still don't know your father's nickname today?"

"The second son of ten thousand years?" Shang Yao asked.

"The turtle shrank." Xiao Zheng said rudely. "He is a very old fox. When he has the advantage, he will always rush to the front. If he charges in the battle, he will always hide behind his butt and fight Qiufeng."

Even if his wife was killed by Mu Qingsong, he could not bear it.

This tolerance power of Shang Jingtian is beyond the reach of anyone.

People often say that Old Demon Lin can’t guess and see through it.

Who can see through him?

You know, Shang Jingtian is a giant of his peers repeatedly mentioned by Lu Dashan. He has repeatedly made Xiao Zheng alert to this ten-year-old second child.

In fact, the ten thousand-year-old second sounds a derogatory term. But in Xiao Zheng's eyes, this is definitely a gold-inlaid compliment.
Chapter completed!