I pondered for a while, then continued to speak to Mr. Jiang: "I think you should have a way to find Yu Xuanji, right? I think you have to understand that Yu Xuanji may do some stupid things now. You won't think about losing such a right-hand assistant, right?"

"Of course." Mr. Jiang replied.

"Yu Xuanji is of great use to me. How could I always make something happen to Yu Xuanji? But you... are you so concerned about Yu Xuanji's life and death? If I remember correctly, Yu Xuanji almost killed you in the past."

"Why do I think this is more appropriate to calculate the accounts on your head?" I snorted coldly.

"It's the same for me anyway." Mr. Jiang shrugged and said, as if he didn't care at all.

"Okay, then when are you going to return Qixuanqin to me?" I continued to speak to Mr. Jiang.

"Oh? Are you still thinking about this?" Mr. Jiang asked in surprise.

"Of course." I nodded.

"Qixuanqin is a relic left to me by my mother. I naturally want to take it back if you took it away. Don't say you destroyed it, otherwise I will let you know what the consequences are. Don't think I'm threatening you. Believe me, as long as I want to do something, I will do everything possible to succeed."

"Old man, I have never threatened me a few times in my life." Old man Jiang said with a smile on his face.

"In addition, the only two threats you this time were all exerted by your Zhang family. Is it true that if you have a father, you have a son?"

"I said it was not a threat." I continued.

"Okay." Mr. Jiang on the other end of the phone smiled helplessly.

"Actually, what I am most afraid of is threats. In the face of such threats as you, I wanted to say that I had ruined the piano, but it should be good news for you is that I did not do this because the piano has been in Yu Xuanji's hands."

"Where will I come back?" I spoke slowly.

"Okay, I wish you success." Mr. Jiang said again.

"But I don't care much about this matter. What I care about is when will you send Qingqing back?"

"Let's do this, whenever you find Yu Xuanji and let her return to the Jiang family club with peace of mind, I will send Qingqing back." I thought for a while, and then spoke to Mr. Jiang.

"Oh? You want to use them to make a deal with me?"

"This is not a deal," I replied.

"I just want to confirm the safety of both of them. Wouldn't it be better if I could confirm it at the same time?"

"Hey! You have such a good plan to play well." Mr. Jiang chuckled and said.

"But I was just about to do this, but I could promise you, but you must take good care of Qingqing. If Qingqing lacks one head, I won't be able to spare you."

"Don't worry, don't say you to do this, even I can't spare myself." I said like this.

"Hey! If you had thought this way more than three years ago, then wouldn't everything happening next?" Mr. Jiang chuckled again and said.

My eyes narrowed. Did this old man deliberately mention this in front of me?

"Why don't you say that if you were not as aggressive as an immortal three years ago, you, you wouldn't have been doing anything?" I fought back.

"So you are going to throw the blame on me, the old man?" Old Master Jiang said again.

"I don't have such an intention." I replied.

"Because I always feel that the responsibility for this matter is on you, and I have already treated it as a kind of hatred. Please wait. One day I will avenge this part of the hatred, either to you or to your descendants."

At this time, Mr. Jiang on the other end of the phone gradually became colder, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhang Cheng, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"No, no, I think it's quite appropriate." I shook my head.

"Three years are not long or short. Since you almost threw my daughter to death, it was so much that I almost killed my own son, I would naturally not be able to avenge this kind of revenge. I know you are about to enter the coffin, maybe I don't have the opportunity to seek revenge for you, but your Jiang family still exists. This is your hard work for many years. If the Jiang family suffers some disaster after you die, will you die with your eyes open? If that's the case, that's great, because I know that for an immortal person like you, dying with your eyes open is the most satisfying end."

"There are everything in the dream." Old Master Jiang said with his eyes narrowed.

"Of course you can think of my words as dreaming." I continued.

"I even hope that all of you Jiang's family will think that I am dreaming. In this way, it will be easier for me to achieve such a goal. So don't care too much about what I said today, because I am completely dreaming. Just continue to think so, goodbye."

After saying that, I hung up the phone directly. Will Mr. Jiang be so angry that he smashed his phone off? It’s no longer my business.

Maybe it's a threat, maybe it's really a thought, but I'm not sure what kind of state I'm saying this.

But the only thing I understand is that the current result is inseparable from the old fox, Mr. Jiang.

If I really have the chance to make Mr. Jiang die with his eyes open, of course I will not give up.

After hearing Mr. Jiang's voice, my people began to become restless. I didn't want Mr. Jiang to have a good time, so I said a lot of words on the phone that I wanted to try to anger Mr. Jiang.

It’s just a pity that Mr. Jiang looks a little incompatible with water and fire, so I let this out.

Maybe I should indeed take this as my own goal.

Just as I was thinking this way, I suddenly heard a scream coming from the direction of the room.

My face changed drastically and I rushed into the room.

At this time, Lunzhu's little hand had been bleeding from some sharp weapon. The scream just now should have been from Lunzhu.

But Lunzhu and Jiang Qingqing were snatching something, it was a spoon!

Could it be...Lunzhu was cut by this spoon?
Chapter completed!