C223 The Jiangs' Family(2)

Fu Gui, who was inside, was about to open the door and come out, but the door was pushed open from the outside, and his face froze.

The face of the middle-aged man inside immediately changed as well.

"Who is it?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the door.

He saw a young man dressed in a black robe appear at the door. It was Lee Zhuohua.

When Lee Zhuohua heard the middle-aged man's voice, his eyes immediately locked onto him.

He did not say anything else. He took a step forward, and the Gang Qi in his body appeared. He rushed in front of the middle-aged man in an attempt to take him down.

Fu Gui saw Lee Zhuohua's face clearly and immediately exclaimed, "Master, it's him."

Just as Fu Gui's voice sounded, Lee Zhuohua's figure had already rushed in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was filled with shock. At the same time, he raised his hand and slapped towards Lee Zhuohua. Judging from the way his aura was fluctuating, he was also a cultivator at the Condensing Origin Stage.

But in Lee Zhuohua's eyes, this level of cultivation was like that of a chick, he could pinch it as he pleased.

"Hmph." Lee Zhuohua coldly snorted. His momentum did not change. His right hand pushed aside the opponent's attack, and at the same time, he grabbed the opponent's neck.

The Gang Qi in Lee Zhuohua's body shook, and the middle-aged man in front of him was unable to move.

When Fu Gui, who was standing behind him, saw that his lord had been so easily restrained by the person in front of him, his heart turned pale with fright. However, he did not have any plans to rush forward. Instead, he was afraid that Lee Zhuohua would cause trouble for him, so he quickly turned around and fled.

Lee Zhuohua did not care about Fu Gui. The main character was already in his hands, so the small fries next to him were not as important anymore.

However, when the middle-aged man saw that Fu Gui actually gave up on him, his blood and Qi immediately surged. It was obvious that he was furious in his heart.

"I am asking you a question. Answer me honestly. If you give me a satisfactory answer, I promise you will be safe and sound. If you dare to lie to me, haha." Lee Zhuohua threatened the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not seem to fall for it, and still wanted to resist.

"It doesn't matter who you are. You dare to offend me today. In the future, there won't be a place for you in the imperial capital." The middle aged man said with a cold expression, and his words were filled with threats.

Lee Zhuohua saw that this person had fallen into his hands and yet he still dared to be so stubborn. He actually dared to threaten him. His eyebrows slightly raised, and the hand that was grabbing the other party's neck increased its strength.

Because of Lee Zhuohua's actions, the middle-aged man's face immediately turned red, and he couldn't catch his breath. He kept slapping Lee Zhuohua's hand.

However, Lee Zhuohua didn't seem to care about his life. The strength in his hands was getting stronger and stronger, and he was about to break his neck.

Because the middle-aged man couldn't breathe, his eyes were filled with blood. When he saw Lee Zhuohua's expressionless face, he was finally afraid.

"I...I'll talk..." The middle-aged man hurriedly begged for mercy.

Seeing that the other party had finally given in, Lee Zhuohua loosened his grip slightly and threw him to the floor.

The middle-aged man laid on the ground and panted heavily. Just now, he thought that the other party was really going to kill him, so he felt a lingering fear in his heart.

"I am a bit patient. I will only ask you the same question once. You'd better not make fun of your life." Lee Zhuohua came to the place where the middle-aged man was sitting expressionlessly and casually sat down.

He was not worried that this person would be able to escape from under his nose.

"Ahem... Cough, I'll speak." The middle-aged man coughed lightly twice and finally regained his strength.

"Let me ask you, where is Zi Lan now?" Lee Zhuohua sat on the armchair, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him coldly.

The middle-aged man heard Lee Zhuohua's question and thought to himself, Who is this person and why is he looking for Zi Lan? But his life was in her hands, so naturally, he did not dare to say anything.

"Cough... She is in the Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce. "The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying it in the end.

However, when Lee Zhuohua heard the other party's words, he was somewhat surprised in his heart, but his face did not show any abnormalities.

"Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce? Why did they want to take Zi Lan away?" Lee Zhuohua asked directly.

"I don't know either." The middle-aged man's voice was somewhat weak.

"Hmm?" When Lee Zhuohua heard this, his eyes narrowed. He thought that the other party didn't want to say anything.

"I really don't know. That day, the people from the Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce came to find me and asked me to hand Zi Lan over to them. However, Zi Lan had already left the Fang Seeking Tower a long time ago, but I didn't expect that Zi Lan would return today, so..." Under Lee Zhuohua's gaze, how could the middle-aged man dare to hide anything from him? He told him everything in detail.

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lee Zhuohua started to feel suspicious. Why did the Jiang Family Chamber of Commerce want to take Zi Lan away? Could it be that there was some secret behind it? He didn't think that this person was lying to him. What was the purpose of the Chiang Family taking Zi Lan away?

Lee Zhuohua could not understand, but he also knew that no matter what the purpose of the Chiang Family was, he had to hurry over as soon as possible. If he was late, he was afraid that Zi Lan would be in danger.

"Humph." Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua snorted coldly. He spat out a mouthful of Gang Qi from his palm, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground, unconscious.

Lee Zhuohua no longer looked at this person. He did not dare to delay, afraid that something might happen if he was too late.

"Jiang Family?" Lee Zhuohua thought to himself as his figure flew out of the room.