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Everyone took a closer look and discovered that the eight trigrams board was densely covered with tiny cracks. They had previously thought it was natural wood carvings or evidence of age mottled on the board.

But when he thought about it seriously, after Master Jiang had activated it just now, the cracks seemed to have increased even more.

It looked like the eight trigrams board wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"Son of a bitch!" "You dare?!"

When Grandmaster Jiang heard this, his eyes glowered fiercely as he slammed the table and rose to his feet.

At this moment, he couldn't care about his master's demeanor anymore. He stared at Ye Qing with incomparable remorse in his heart.

He actually didn't see that this ordinary kid was actually a fellow cultivator. Otherwise, how could ordinary people discover such a profound mystery? After all, it was normal for cracks to appear on a piece of wood.

But if he said it out loud and it was reasonable, then it would be suspicious.

"Sect Leader Zhu and Boss Gao, what's going on?"

Realizing that something was amiss, elder Qi became serious as well.

Zhu Zheng's expression changed slightly.

As for the fat and chubby Boss Gao, he was already sweating halfway through Ye Qing's words. How could he come up with a reasonable excuse while he was in a hurry?

Seeing that their reactions were abnormal, everyone in the hall could tell that something was amiss, and they all looked at the three of them suspiciously.

"Hur hur."

Ye Qing slowly turned around and sat back down. At the same time, he sneered and said:

"Does that even need to be said? "Of course it's this Sect Leader Zhu, Grandmaster Jiang, and Boss Gao who have set up a trap to trick you bunch of rich, brainless mortals into taking the bait."

Ye Qing already felt that something wasn't right.

At the very least, Grandmaster Jiang was at the middle level of the Yuan Meridian Realm. Although his cultivation base had a lot of water, it was still considered a part of the path of cultivation. With his elemental energy, how could he not discover this secret?

In the end, not only did he not tell her the truth, he even intentionally used all his strength to operate the eight trigrams board, pushing it another step closer to being scrapped.

After that, when he saw Zhu Zheng and Boss Gao's silent eye contact, Ye Qing finally came to a realization.

It felt like these three were in the same group.

The scam they had made, they had used a near scrapped magical equipment to deceive the Ming Province's aristocrats, and their ultimate goal was probably to target Master Fan.

"Zhu Zheng! Is that true? "

Ye Qing had just finished speaking when Fan Lao San stood up and glared at him.

At this time, the powerful nobles of the Ming Province also realized something was wrong. The way they looked at the trio changed as they signaled the guards they brought with them to grab the weapons at their waists.

Boss Gao broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling the impending fight, he trembled and was speechless.

Zhu Zheng's expression was also unsightly. Although the six men he brought into the hall were all elite soldiers, he was afraid that he would not be able to walk out of this place if he were to fight with them.

When he thought here, he couldn't help but turn to look at Master Jiang beside him.

At this moment, Grandmaster Jiang's eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Ye Qing.

The trap he had painstakingly set up had actually been exposed by this brat?

Originally, with this scrap magical equipment, he could have taken several tens of millions of silvers from Fujian Province, but in the end, it was all destroyed by Ye Qing. How could he not hate Ye Qing?

"You little prick, you actually dare to take me down?"

Master Jiang was extremely angry. His voice squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth as the cold aura around him became increasingly thick.

"What? Do you still want to fight?"

Ye Qing was not afraid in the slightest as he looked at Grandmaster Jiang with interest.

Ever since he was reborn, he had never fought properly with anyone before. It was fine if he did not mention it, but when he thought about it, his hands began to itch.

The things that Grandmaster Jiang knows may only be very shallow, or even incomplete spells. However, no matter how crude and incomplete it was, it was still a technique. It was enough for Ye Qing to experience the truth and feel the itch in his hand.