Hei Zheng returned to the Black Martial Sect with a complicated expression. Their disciples were already waiting in the hall. When he saw the head of the sect come back with a solemn expression, everyone knew that things were not good, but they couldn't figure out why, so they had to stand aside and wait for the head of the sect to speak in person.

Hei Zheng sat silently on his chair and reached out, and a maid handed over the tea. After he took a sip of the tea, he sighed and said, "Today's negotiations are a little bad, we have differences in opinions. To be honest, my opinion is to take advantage of the fact that rumors are everywhere in Liusha Valley and the army is shaken, so it will definitely be very easy to attack at this time, but Lu Zhiming is obviously different from what I think."

"What did he think? Is it the opposite of you?" said Hei Xin.

"It's almost the same. He wants to stop attacking now, accumulate energy and negotiate with Feng Yan first. I don't understand why he thinks like this, but he doesn't say the specific reason. He is just fooling me, not knowing what he is thinking."

Hei Zheng frowned. He really didn't understand how to deal with the current situation. He always felt that he couldn't see through him. After all, his age was here. Hei Zheng didn't think that the nearly 100-year-old Lu Zhiming would have less heart than him.

But as a very powerful allies of the two forces, only by trusting each other can you do great things, right?

Hei Zheng looked at the person below, frowned and touched his temple, looking a little tired. His subordinates hurriedly walked up to him and said, "Sect Master, you are quite tired now. Go back to bed first. After a rest, let's discuss what to do next."

Heizheng rubbed his eyes and sighed, "Okay, then I'll take a break first. You can discuss it here. If there is any result in it, I'll report it to me later."

"Yes, Master!" So Heizheng walked towards his room step by step, lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

The hall became very lively, and the disciples of the Black Martial Arts Sect had different opinions and were undecided.

At this time, Heizhuang's most capable assistant, Hei Xin, stood up. The man looked very upright, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips, square face, and a very general look.

As soon as he stood up, the person around him stopped talking and looked up at him. The man's name was Hei Xin.

Hei Zheng was a capable assistant trained by him. Everyone understood his position in Hei Zheng's heart, so they closed their mouths and listened carefully to him.

Hei Xin smiled and said, "I know everyone is for our own good, so we must ensure that everything is foolproof and that this war will definitely win. So I decided to discuss the motives about Lu Zhiming first, how about it?"

"Okay!" Then, everyone started to guess at each word and I. Hei Xin rubbed his temples, and he finally understood why Hei Zheng felt so tired.

After all, it is really hard for so many people to talk together to make people peel off their cocoons and extract the main ideas. So he said, "Okay, let everyone write all the opinions they said on a piece of paper, then pass them to me, filter them, and then submit them to the head. Is that okay?"

"Okay, this is pretty good!" Everyone expressed their satisfaction because they also felt that after discussing this way, many times they could not get a substantial result.

So everyone wrote down their opinions on the spot and handed them over to Hei Xin.

Finally, Hei Xin sat on the chair and looked at it one by one. The opinions they wrote were dispersed by him, and there was only a maid next to him, waiting to make tea for him.

Black heart frowned, and his dark eyes stared at the words on the note.

The first one looks pretty good, but most of them look good, but it is difficult to implement. Hei Xin thought about what Lu Zhiming meant. Based on the current situation, it seems that Lu Zhiming clearly knows that Hei Zheng’s opinion is the most correct one.

But why did he insist on negotiating with Quicksand Valley?

Is there anything shameful about it? He frowned while thinking, thinking about it, not to present this opinion to Hei Zheng.

But remembering that Heizheng might still be resting now, he wanted to stop for a while, and then wait until he had his rest before sending the things over.

Heizheng lay in the bed in the room, wanting to sleep for a while, but it has been difficult to fall asleep.

He frowned, always feeling that things were not as simple as he imagined, but he clearly couldn't realize what went wrong.

So he sat up from the bed and began to walk back and forth in the room. What was wrong? He didn't know what to doubt, but Lu Zhiming didn't know that Hei Zheng had already begun to doubt them. The Yan Qing Sect was just a proud plan, so he inevitably had some omissions.

He originally made up his mind to take advantage of Feng Yan, and this was an excellent opportunity that he would never miss, so he began to send people to inquire and get the information he wanted as much as possible, but there was no suitable candidate around him.

At this time, he heard his subordinates outside saying that there was something important to tell him, so he clapped his hands, and the subordinate pushed the door and came in, "Report to the head of the sect, someone outside asked for a meeting!"

"Who is it?" Lu Zhiming took a sip of tea slowly. He didn't understand who was coming to find him at this time?

The subordinate raised his eyes and looked at the leader of Lu Zhiming, and still felt that this person was like an immortal, in front of him, making him feel that just by looking at Lu Zhiming, his soul was purified.

He said, "Hei Xin, a disciple of the Black Martial Arts Sect, was kneeling at the door. He said he had something important to come and discuss with the head."

"Ask with me? What a big tone!" Lu Zhiming was always very modest in front of others, but as soon as he said this, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the disciple looked at him in surprise, but he just glanced at him in surprise and quickly lowered his head.

Lu Zhiming knew that he was talking so hard today, so he quickly said, "Let Hei Xin come in, I have something to ask him, but I want to know what happened to him when he came here so late today."

So the disciple nodded and went straight to the door, kneeling black heart and said, "Come in."
Chapter completed!