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Uncle Gao, you and Yan Wei were once friends. Do you know what kind of person he is?

Yi Hao asked with a frown.

Or did you tell me not to believe him because you sensed that something was wrong?

Of course! I felt something was wrong, but you couldn't hear what I said back then. You even went to Yuan Bo's room without me knowing … Goggle frowned as he said this, but even now, he still couldn't think of anything else.

It's my fault.

Yi Hao sincerely apologized, it was indeed his fault.

It's okay, it's all over. Now let me tell you about Yan Wei.

Gogg told him everything he knew about Yan Wei, and Yi Hao slowly analyzed the relationship between the benefits.

After eating, he put his food aside and listened to the conversation between Yi Hao and Gogg. He had been in a coma for so long, but it was as if he was suddenly isolated from the rest of the world and didn't know anything.

In Yan Wei's room.

A black shadow stood in front of Yan Wei. Yan Wei's face was gloomy, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Master has said that he wants you to go back as soon as possible. There are many things that need you to do.

The master's orders could not be disobeyed.

The black shadow spoke word by word without any emotion.

I know, but I have to wait until I get my things before I can leave. I've been hiding for so many years, I can't just go back empty-handed.

Hei Xin sneered.

Is that necessary? You're already a joke.

The black shadow mercilessly slapped Yan Wei's face.

Yan Wei was a little annoyed, I think you are tired of living.

It's not up to you to decide whether or not I'm sick of living, but if you don't return in time, your life will be mine to decide. The shadow's voice was cold and bloodthirsty.

Yan Wei felt a chill run down his spine, he felt unsatisfied. This man definitely meant what he said, and he knew the master's methods.

However, he wasn't willing to give up. In such a lousy place like this, the Turtle Mansion was bent over begging for a taste of its own courage. If he couldn't get the good stuff, how could he explain it?

That old thief Yuan Bo, every time he tried to lie to him, the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror would never hand it over to him. But that didn't matter. He had to obtain the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror.

Otherwise, if they went back, each of them could drown themselves with a mouthful of saliva. If a person lived with a face and a tree lived with a skin, it would truly be shameful to not be able to see the other person.

I will naturally not go back with you at the appointed time, but I must obtain the treasure. Can you spare me some time?

Yan Wei spoke carefully, his eyes carrying a smile and a pleading look. Unfortunately, the black shadow completely refused to buy it, and had to return at the set time without any discussion.

Yan Wei was helpless, but he felt a burst of hatred in his heart. His facial expression was the same, but he still had to maintain a happy expression. The feeling of holding it in could be seen from his anger.

Forget it, I can only speed up. With that, Yan Wei left in a flash!

Yan Wei slammed the table angrily, but he still had to swallow his anger.

It seemed like Yi Hao was going to increase his speed.

Yan Wei smirked!

If the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror truly did not exist, or if he was unwilling to hand it over, he would make Yuan Bo pay the price. The price for deceiving him was something that he could not afford.

In Yuan Bo's room.

Blue light was trembling as he knelt on the ground.

Yuan Bo gloomily stared at that blue light, as if he had to give an explanation.

Speak, give me an explanation about Mao Fei!

Yuan Bo gritted his teeth and asked.

Lan Qing's heart skipped a beat. He was a little scared, but the most important thing right now was to get a clear understanding of his relationship with that piece of trash.

I don't know, Master, I'm an inner disciple, how could I be related to Mao Fei? I wouldn't even care if he came!

The blue light hastily brushed aside his relationship with Yuan Bo, deeply afraid that he would not believe it. However, Yuan Bo did not believe it at all.

Shut up, you still dare to lie? When you and Mao Qiufei colluded against Yi Hao, why didn't you say anything? Now that I have something important to ask you, you actually dare to lie and tell me the truth!

Blue River's face turned white and he kneeled on the ground, speechless. He thought that his Master wouldn't care about these things, so why did he know about it?

Me and him and him and me and him... I really have nothing to do with Mao Fei! Blue light seemed to have nothing else to say.

Yuan Bo looked at this good-for-nothing's disappointing appearance and his heart turned cold.

He raised his hand and slapped Bluesea's face.

The blue light fell to the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

With a piercing sound, Yuan Bo pulled out a dagger.

The sharpness carried a cold glint. It was very easy to kill someone.

The blue light was almost scared to the point of peeing.

He felt nervous and afraid.

Now I ask you, you can answer every word without making a mistake, if you dare to lie...

Yuan Bo shook the dagger in his hand. His intention was clear.

Lan Qing nodded with all his might, deeply afraid that Yuan Bo wouldn't believe him.

Let me ask you, did Yan Wei look for him the day before Mao Fei turned himself in or some other time, or did you discover anything strange in advance?

After listening to this, Blue River began to ponder over how to answer this question.

No.

Yuan Bo could not help but feel somewhat disappointed when he heard this.

Master, I feel that if that Yan Wei really did something, he wouldn't let us know.

Blue light's words made sense.

Do you have any regrets when Mao Fei died?

Yuan Bo suddenly changed the topic as he gently wiped the dagger in his hand.

Blue light's forehead dripped with cold sweat.

He died for the sake of the Flying Star Valley. He died in the right place, and for his own private matters, he was a thief. Naturally, he deserved to die.

Yuan Bo gently nodded his head.

He threw the dagger in front of him. Take it away, it has worked hard today.

The blue light picked it up shakily and left without hesitation. It had almost lost its life here.

Outside, Lan Jue gasped for breath. His face was burning with pain, and the dagger in his hand was burning his hand. He was glad that he had survived the ordeal!

Sooner or later, he would not be controlled by others. This old fogey, taking his life as a plaything, had become increasingly unpredictable.

Blue light quickly left.

Yuan Bo was thinking in his room with a gloomy expression on his face.

It must have been Yan Wei who did this good deed. Originally, he thought that they would be able to get away with this, but it seems like Yan Wei wanted to force him to make a move on him.

Originally, he wanted to make an example out of that person to Yan Wei, but now, it was clear that he was not satisfied.

Yan Wei was like a tumor, affecting him from moment to moment. He couldn't even sit still in his position as Sect Master.

Just you wait, I want you to take care of Yan Wei without any bloodshed, and let him die without a sound.