C129 My Lord(2)

Zhao Hanyan's heart skipped a beat when he noticed the other party's gaze.

"Young Master Lee, you and Miss Zilan should go and rest first. I, I will order someone to arrange a room for you." Zhao Hanyan wanted to let Lee Zhuohua and the others go and rest first, but her words started to become sluggish.

Lee Zhuohua did not know what Zhao Hanyan was thinking, but he did not want to find out either, so he nodded.

"Alright, there is still some time before the Chamber of Commerce's competition. Zi Lan and I will temporarily stay in the Zhao Family for a few days." Lee Zhuohua said.

Zi Lan also bowed slightly to Zhao Hanyan and the others after Lee Zhuohua finished speaking.

"Young Master Lin, please take Young Master Lee to his room first." Zhao Hanyan calmed his mind and instructed Lin Wunian.

"Yes, sir." Lin Wunian did not notice Zhao Hanyan's abnormality. He turned around and said to Lee Zhuohua and the rest, "Please follow me."

"I'll have to trouble you." Lee Zhuohua said politely, then brought Zi Lan along with him to their room.

After Lee Zhuohua and the other two left, only Zhao Hanyan was left in the main hall of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, Zhao Hanyan's face began to slowly turn red. His originally calm and collected appearance in front of others was no longer there. Instead, he seemed to be in the posture of a young girl.

"What am I thinking? I am the president of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce. I still have to shoulder my father's will!" Zhao Hanyan thought to himself.

Zhao Hanyan was afraid that he did not know that she had already started to have other thoughts about Lee Zhuohua. It was just that some people sometimes did not have their own freedom. When she understood this, she did not know what kind of thoughts she would have.

...

At this moment, in another mansion in the capital of Gu Yang.

"Go on," said a cold voice from the top.

Below, a middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground. His forehead was pressed tightly against the cold floor, as if he was submitting to the person on the top.

Looking carefully, the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground looked familiar. If Chiang Yuan and Chiang Wenn were here, they would definitely be able to recognize him.

When the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground heard the voice coming from the upper seat, he slowly raised his head and looked closely. It was the second master of Yan Lai City's Chiang Family, the foster son of Old Master Chiang, Chiang Yuan's second uncle, Chiang En.

He didn't expect Chiang En to be here and so submissive to the person in the upper position. What was his real identity? He didn't know what kind of unusual relationship he had with the person in the upper position.

At this moment, Chiang En began to speak.

"Master, the Chiang Family in Yan Lai City no longer needs the help of the main family." Chiang En slowly said something shocking.

The Yan Lai City's Chiang Family was actually a branch family, and there was actually a main family in the capital.

From his tone, it seemed that the main family had always been helping the Chiang Family in Yan Lai City. Chiang Peisheng must also know about this matter. This meant that Chiang Peisheng, the so-called patriarch who led the rise of the Yan Lai City's Chiang Family, had many suspicious points.

"I didn't ask you about that. I was asking about the Celestial Temple." The cold voice of the person in the upper position sounded out once again. There was not a single trace of emotion in his words and they were as cold as ice, causing people to tremble.

When Chiang En, who was kneeling on the ground, heard the words of the person in the upper position, his body trembled uncontrollably. It was as if the other party's words alone were enough to make him extremely afraid.

"Yes... "Yes ... Chiang En did not dare to hide anything and told the higher-ups about the Celestial Temple in Yan Lai City.

Among them was the death of Liu Boyi, the birth of Lee Zhuohua, and even the Red Light First Line in the qualification selection.

The people in the upper seats listened to Chiang En's report, and did not make a sound. But when Chiang En mentioned Lee Zhuohua and the Red Light First Line, he actually made a sound of surprise.

"Did you find out where he came from?" The person in the top position asked coldly after Chiang En finished his report.

The person in the top position was naturally Lee Zhuohua.

"Master, no, no." Chiang En knew that the other party would definitely ask this question, but he could not find out where Lee Zhuohua came from. Right now, his face was ugly, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

After a long while, there was no sound from the upper position.

When Chiang En saw that the upper seat did not blame him, he felt even more uneasy.

"Trash, scram." The superior's voice finally came out, but there was a trace of anger in his voice.

However, when Chiang En heard this sentence, he was not shocked but happy instead. He quickly knelt down and retreated as if he had been pardoned.

After Chiang En left, the hall was strangely quiet, as if there was no one here.

However, the cold voice sounded again.

"Lee Zhuohua? Red Light First Line? Hmph. "The voice muttered Lee Zhuohua's name and Red Light First Line. It was unknown what the people in the upper position were thinking, but it definitely wouldn't be a good thing.

"It's the third time, and this time it won't go wrong. As for the Celestial Temple's mud statue, hehe, it should be in the hands of that young man called Lee Zhuohua." The person in the upper position started to talk to himself, as if he was talking about some secret.

At this moment, the man slowly walked down from the upper position and arrived at the center of the hall. The light shined on his face, and then an extremely young face appeared in front of him.

It was hard to imagine that the person who called Lee Zhuohua a young man would actually have such a young face.

Who exactly was he? And what kind of identity did he have?