Temu Wuyue gave his own speculation: "Ninety-nine percent of it is some old monster who hates Tang Pingfan deeply."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "The person who hates Tang Pingfan the most is probably Tang Sanguo."

"Let's not talk about Tang Sanguo's martial arts skills. Even if he is good at martial arts, he will not be able to get out of being imprisoned in Jinyi Pavilion."

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "I'll ask Hongyan to check out the Tang Sect."

Jiu Qiansui reached out and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, with a doting smile on his face:

"The water in Tang Sect is very deep, and there are many taboos. Song Hongyan is not the sect leader, so there are many things that are out of reach."

"Only the guardian of the tomb, Mrs. Murong, she has no authority to interfere."

"It's up to me to handle this matter."

"Your adoptive mother has just completed the first course of treatment. Miao Fenglang said it needs thirty days of digestion and buffering."

"I can take advantage of this little free time to track down the old man in black."

"Even if we can't dig him out, we must drive him out of Xiaguo."

"Only in this way can you free your hands and feet to do your own thing."

"Go do your own thing!"

Nine Thousand Years Old left a word, then stretched out his body, fell into the forest and disappeared.

Ye Fan subconsciously shouted: "Father, be careful!"

Then, he and Temu Wuyue looked at each other, smiled helplessly, got into a good car and left.

They want to catch up, but they also know that they can't help, and may even become a drag.

However, because of the intervention of Jiu Qiansui, the two of them no longer had to worry about Tang Pingfan's thorn in the side.

Otherwise, Ye Fan and Temu Wuyue would always lose two points of confidence in controlling the capital.
Chapter completed!