Chapter 722

As soon as he said this, a trace of surprise flashed across Zhong Jie's face. He thought back and forth several times and said again:

"Zhong Li doesn't feel well recently. I asked him to go to rest outside the city. What's the matter with Lin family leader?"

Lin Hui's eyes drooped, and there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes. I remember that Grandpa Zhong Jie had always been a close Zhong Li as "Li'er", but now he said such a cold name, and the reason for rejecting her was still so perfunctory and ridiculous.

"I don't know where the master of the Zhong family said it was outside the city? I'm looking for him to tell me something. Lin Hui calmed down for a while, and then spoke to Zhong Jie. Although he didn't directly point out, he almost said his resentment against him.

Zhong Jie frowned. The change of Lin Hui's attitude made him uncomfortable. There was inexplicable irritability in his heart just now. He didn't want to entangle with her any more. He simply said, "Miss Lin's management is a little wide. This is the family business of our Zhong family. He said he's gone, so please go back to Miss Lin."

Miss Lin?

Lin Hui was also angry. He stood up and sneered at Zhong Jie, "please pay attention to your words, master Zhong. I am now the master of the Lin family. I thought you were my elder before, so I still respect you. Now since the master doesn't pay attention to me like this, we don't have to treat you with courtesy."

With that, Lin Hui turned and left here and walked out of the yard of the Zhong family.

Zhong Jie didn't stop her. There are so many things about Wang Yu recently. He doesn't want to be distracted from these messy things anymore.

The grudge between the Lin family and the Zhong family was a trick he thought of when he first came to shapang city. At that time, he didn't know anything about things here. Just as the Lin family changed greatly, he simply followed the Zhong family to do the same.

People in the city speculated whether there was any conspiracy, but the surface was the thousand faces of Zhong Jie, but he manipulated the Zhong family behind the scenes.

Until recently, the ghost sect, which had been quiet, sent a man to the place that Qianmian had long thought had been forgotten by the headquarters and said that there was a teenager who needed them to get rid of.

It's Wang Yu.

The chess pieces that have been planted in the northern region of Wufu for many years have really come into use.

Just for this task.

As for the relationship between the Lin family and the Zhong family, it's not what he needs to care about.

"Someone."

Zhong Jie opened his mouth coldly. A man in black walked into the door. He knelt respectfully in front of him on one knee, expressionless and waiting for his reply.

"How's that in the dungeon?"

Zhong Jie frowned and made a sound. He didn't even want to say his name.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Zhong Jie would ask Zhong Li, who had never cared much, but he still answered truthfully, "I haven't eaten for several days. I think I can live in a few days."

Zhong Jie nodded, thought for a moment, sighed softly and said, "go and have a look."

The man in black answered, "I'll send someone down to prepare now."

Zhong Jie waved, "no, I'm just going to have a look."

In the dungeon of the Zhong family, the darkness is deep, and the smell of blood and decay is spreading.

From time to time, there came a shrill scream, which sounded creepy.

Zhong Jie walked on the thin path with an expressionless face, ignoring the screams around him, followed behind the guide, and walked slowly.

The jailer walked in front of him secretly, his movements were careful, but his heart was uneasy. The owner of the house had been behind the scenes for many years. This time, he suddenly appeared for some reason, threw so many people into the dungeon, and suddenly said he wanted to see his favorite grandson!

The idea of the superior is not what they servants can guess, so they had a bad attitude towards master Zhong Li before, but today's sudden visit made him feel that master Zhong Li still has a high position in his heart. If master Zhong Li comes out and receives the goods again at that time, aren't they the jailers who cry?

Zhong Jie, who walked behind, didn't have such a complicated mind, but looked at Lin Hui's different attitude towards Zhong Li, so he was interested to have a look.

Pushing open the bloody iron door at the end of the road, Zhong Jie walked into the cell without expression. He saw a unkempt man kneeling on the ground, his long and dirty hair covering his face, and he couldn't see what expression he had.

Hearing the sound, he didn't respond, but he still lowered his head and immersed himself in his own world.

"Look up."

Zhong Jie made a cold voice, and the familiar voice made Zhong Li tremble slightly.

But it was only trembling at most. His heart was like death, with no waves.

"Didn't the jailer give you food?"

Zhong Jie didn't care about her disregard, but asked, with a trace of confusion on his face.

This made Zhong Li suddenly look up, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.