"You can see the "Five-Colored Parrot" of Song Huizong who is being wrapped up."

The old man spoke quietly: "It is much thicker than the normal Song Dynasty scroll. It proves that there is a mezzanine in the layer that wraps the scroll. I suspect that the scroll with the blue-blue structure is rolled inside..."

"Then is it time for us to take action and grab this thing?"

Hearing the whereabouts of the Qingwu structure map, a gleam flashed through Nangong Wuxiu's eyes: "I heard that there are secrets of other Qingwu's true whereabouts in this structural map. If you can get it, it will play a crucial role in my Nangong family seizing the opportunity in the future!"

"No hurry. Look at this scene, in addition to us, almost all the Ji family and Qianshamen have arrived, not to mention that the Yu family is in charge, they must be able to see the tricks of the mezzanine of this scroll."

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Tonight's Nanhai Province is destined to bring about a bloody storm. What our Nangong family needs to do is to watch the fire from the other side of the river, let them fight first, and when they are almost done, we will take action to clean up the mess."

At this time, it is in the private room.

"Why do these people seem to be moving?"

Qin Ruhai frowned and stared at the audience: "They don't seem to have any reaction to these paintings at all. Brother Lu, have you calculated the wrong calculation?"

Zhong Boyong's face was also a little confused. According to their previous plan, Lu Fan deliberately tampered with the picture of Song Huizong's "Five-Colored Parrot", which made these people mistakenly think that the blue-blade structure map was hidden in it, and fought hard for this, chaoticizing the situation in the South China Sea Province.

However, the donation ceremony is about to end.

The scene was silent like death, and there was no sign of anyone trying to do anything.

"Do you think these people are all useless people like Nangong Wuxiu and Luo Gusha?"

Lu Fan stood by the stands and glanced faintly across the audience: "Although Nangong Wuxiu and others were present this time, it is obvious that they are not the main task of this operation. Each family has sent elders with noble identities in the clan to take charge. They will not pay attention to these second-generation ancestors. These people are monsters who have lived to become spirits. I guess when seeing the current situation in Nanhai Province, no one is willing to take action first and be this pioneer."

"We are all waiting. After the situation in South China Sea Province is chaotic, we will watch the fire from the other side of the river and want to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"It seems that today's big show is no longer possible, and we have to wait for the evening."

Lu Fan turned around and looked at Lu Wushuang's Song Jianqiu: "What is your plan to come to Nanhai Province this time? Do you want to pull your teeth from the Wu League headquarters? Do you also need to get this painting?"

Lu Wushuang nodded: "Now the Martial Alliance is no longer as good as before. The arrival of the general trend has made the ten major families unable to take care of themselves and reclaim the power of the foreign station, which has also taken time out the backbone of the Martial Alliance in disguise, resulting in the Martial Alliance's strength being reduced by more than half."

"That is, the branches of various local branches of the Martial Alliance have begun to consider themselves."

"Is the Martial Alliance going to be disbanded?" Zhong Wan'er's expression changed slightly. The Martial Alliance, which has ruled the martial arts of China for hundreds of years and has been supremely authoritative, will be disbanded in such a short time?
Chapter completed!