When Zhang Yu heard Zheng Lun say this, he couldn't help but feel a chill. It seemed that the incident of fooling the Qiao family's young master had long been discovered.

Thinking about it, there are so many experts in the family who are doing such a big deal. Whether the lightning-striking wood that Qiao Wanzhi brought back can be seen at a glance.

Especially at that time, Zhang Yu did not hide his identity, and the person who reported his real name was his real name. With the current consultation, he could find out his details with just a little check.

Similarly, this made Zhang Yu somewhat puzzled. The Qiao family suffered a loss in this matter, so why didn’t they settle the score with him?

Zhang Yu knew this very well, and the others at the same table obviously didn't know it. Du Meng immediately said curiously: "Mr. Zheng, what's going on? What's the matter with Zhang Yu?"

"The old man raised a few trees in the forest farm in Nanhai Town, Zhenhai, and was waiting to be struck by lightning. As a result, that boy Zhang Yu was so good. Before gambling on the wood, he cheated and slashed a few fake lightning trees. Not only that, he also bullied the old man's grandson inexplicably. It was really hateful to use this fake lightning to exchange for the Qiao family's real lightning trees..." Zheng Lun said.

"There is such a thing. Zhang Yu is too bullying!" Du Meng said indignantly.

Qian Qian said, "That Zhang Yu is the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple. Doing such a thing is simply a disgrace to his identity. The Qiao family should be announced in the world after the Qiao family was released and asked him to seek revenge. Why have you never heard of it before? Could it be that boy that is so cheap?"

"According to my opinion, I naturally want to teach that boy a lesson, but after thinking about it, the old man thought that the matter involved face, so he did not seek a crime against him. Anyway, everyone went their own way, as long as this boy did not commit crimes in the future," Zheng Lun said calmly.

"Old man, it's true that there are many adults. Let's respect you for a glass." Du Meng finished speaking, and then lifted the wine glass.

When Zhang Yu and others saw him raise their glasses, they all raised their glasses and toast Mr. Qiao together.

However, Zhang Yu was also full of suspicion, wondering if his identity was seen by Zheng Lun. Could it be that this guy had already seen his identity? The purpose of saying this was to deliberately mention him?

Now that I have already pretended to be a third-rank layman Zheng Yiyuan, I can only force him to the end, no matter what he is.

Everyone drank together, and then Taoist Hewen said, "Have you ever heard of one thing? On New Year's Day, people who sent to the black market have not returned yet. There are rumors that the black market has been burned down, and all the people on the black market and those who went to the black market have died. There are also rumors that the black market has killed all the people who went there..."

Qian Qian continued: "I have heard of this. Anyway, there are all kinds of statements in the world. Many major sects and families want to go to the black market to see it, but they have no idea how to know the path."

Speaking of this, Qian Qian looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Mr. Zheng, I wonder if you have ever been to the black market?"

Facing the other party's statement and Qian Qian's initial actions, Zhang Yu was inevitably suspicious again. Is this a test?

But Zhang Yu just smiled faintly and said, "I went to the black market once in my early years."

"How can a master like Mr. Zheng not go to the black market..." Du Meng said excitedly: "Mr. Zheng, I don't know what the black market looks like..."

It can be seen that this guy obviously yearns for the black market, and probably has no invitations, so he can't go there either.

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "The black market is on an island. At that time, I was taken to a large ship by a small boat. After getting on the boat, I was locked in a cabin without windows and was not allowed to go out. After a long time, I finally arrived at the island, on this island..."

After all, he has been to the black market and is still very familiar with the situation of the black market. Of course, Zhang Yu naturally would not say what happened on the black market, but just described the situation of the black market mall and what treasures are in the black market.

After listening to his story, everyone here couldn't help but yearn for it. Even Guan Ying's eyes on Zhang Yu changed again. Envy! Extremely envious!

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, the flower hall was silent, and everyone seemed to be savoring some of the black market, hoping that they would be able to go to the black market one day.

After a while, Zheng Lun said first: "Mr. Zheng is indeed knowledgeable and even invited by the black market. It is really enviable. Come on, let's all give Mr. Zheng a cup."

Good guy, at his suggestion, everyone raised their glasses again and toasted Zhang Yu with a glass of wine.

After they had just drunk the wine, Zheng Lun's cell phone rang, "Lingling...Linglingling..."

"Old man, I'll answer the phone." Zheng Lun looked at Old Man Qiao and said.

"Yes." Old Master Qiao nodded.

Zheng Lun immediately got up and said to everyone, "Everyone, I will lose my companion for a while."

After saying that, he quickly walked out of the flower hall.

After Zheng Lun left, Du Meng suggested having a drink with Zhang Yu again. Among these people, he likes to drink the most and is more generous.

Seeing that he was so enthusiastic, Zhang Yu was not inconvenient to see him, so he drank another drink with Du Meng and started chatting again.

In just three minutes, Zheng Lun hurriedly walked in from inside and outside.

After he came in, he said directly: "Old man, can you talk with me?"

After hearing this, Mr. Qiao immediately said, "There are no outsiders here, just come and sit and say something."

"Then..." Zheng Lun glanced at Zhang Yu, Zhou Qingyun and Guan Ying, and finally, according to Mr. Qiao's wishes, he returned to the Eight Immortals Table and sat down.

Zhang Yu could see that there seemed to be something important to him, and immediately said, "Old man, I plan to go to the bathroom."

Although he was also curious about what happened, he was an outsider after all and needed to take the initiative to avoid suspicion.

However, Mr. Qiao said directly: "I'll go with you later. Mr. Zheng, what's going on? Let's just say it here."

"The people below just called to report and said that the Third Young Master took people to the Green Leaf Forest Farm, but after entering, they never came out again and could not contact them anymore. They sent several waves of people in search, but they all turned out like a mud cow that had gone into the sea, and there were no return. Among the people who were accompanying him, there were many good people, and the people who were guarding outside were already confused and could only call back for help." Zheng Lun said with some concern.

"There is such a thing... Isn't the Green Leaf Forest Farm our industry? How can it still be in and out of the market..." Mr. Qiao said in surprise.
Chapter completed!