At the same time, Yao Ke study room.
The sound of the abacus beads colliding could be heard leisurely in the study.
Yao Ke was sitting behind the desk, with an account book spread out in front of him, and his fingers were playing with the abacus, one by one, in an orderly manner.
The sunshine outside the window is just right, and Yao Ke is sitting in front of the case in a good mood.
He is waiting for news.
Today I can make up for the lost face.
And in this way, Yao Qing has no helpers, so he can't make any waves.
Yao Family, or his Yao Ke's Yao Family.
Just as he was tapping his abacus, the door was pushed open suddenly.
Yao Ke frowned and stopped his fingers.
He raised his head and saw Hu Zhong walking in quickly, his face pale and sweat dripping on his forehead.
Hu Zhong has been with him for twenty years, and he has always had a calm and decent temperament. He bows before entering the door and thinks carefully before speaking.
It was the first time he had seen her like this today.
"What's the matter of panic?" Yao Ke put down the pen in his hand and spoke calmly, but the word "panic" was a bit harsh.
Hu Zhong took a deep breath, managed to calm down, and lowered his voice. "Master, Lu Family something happened over there..."
Yao Ke's fingers tapped lightly on the table.
He raised his eyes and looked at Hu Zhong, waiting for him to continue.
Hu Zhong's Adam's apple rolled. "The worshiper sent by the Lu Family was seriously injured by Zhou Qi. The local people can't afford to vomit blood. It seems that the internal organs must be seriously injured, and the Dantian may be damaged."
The study was quiet for a moment.
Yao Ke's expression changed slightly. "Who did Lu Family send?"
Hu Zhong lowered his head and said in a harsh voice, "Zhao Song, Foundation Establishment, Fifth Layer's offering." He paused and added, "Zhou Qi only punched one."
Yao Ke was startled, stood up slowly, and walked towards the case.
"Foundation Establishment, Fifth Layer, seriously injured with one punch." Yao Ke frowned and continued to ask, "What is his strength?"
Hu Zhong knows what the young master is asking.
He lowered his head and lowered his voice. "Back to the young master...Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak."
Yao Ke's back froze for a moment.
"Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak..." He murmured and repeated these words, and then asked, "What did Lu Junyi say?"
Hu Zhong shook his head. "I don't know yet, but Zhao Song is a member of Lu Junyi. I'm afraid Mr. Lu won't be happy if he is beaten like this."
Yao Ke said nothing.
He walked back to his desk and sat down again.
"Prepare a generous gift and send it to Lu Residence." He said, his tone regaining his calmness, "Just say that what happened today was my negligence, and I will come to apologize in person someday."
Hu Zhong responded and turned to leave.
"Wait."
Hu Zhong stopped.
The voice of Yao Ke came from behind, still calm. "Go and find out the details of Zhou Qi. Find out as much as you can about what happened at Lin'an City."
Hu Zhong clasped his fists. "Yes." He opened the door and went out, and the footsteps quickly disappeared in the corridor.
The study became quiet again.
Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak.
A Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak in his early twenties.
He remembered that two days ago, he asked Hu Zhong to win over the guard as his spy.
At that time, I thought it was just a random move, and it would be the best, and it wouldn't matter if it didn't work out.
Now that I think about it, it's a joke.
There is no need for people to act as spies for him.
A Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak guest can be ranked high in the entire capital, and even Yao Jingyi is only Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Early Stage.
His younger brother, who has been sent away for ten years, is extremely virtuous and capable.
Where did you find such a monster?
He opened his eyes and looked at the carvings on the ceiling, his eyes sparkling.
This person can no longer be used as a pawn.
Either keep it for your own use, or get rid of it completely.
But the price of the latter is too high.
Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer, who is in his early twenties, does he have a disciple behind him? Does he have a backer? These are not clear.
Moreover, Yao Qing will definitely regard Zhou Qi as his confidant.
If you want to dig it out, it's not easy.
Yao Ke stood up and walked to the window.
From this angle, you can just see the roof of Yao Qing's Separate Courtyard.
The roof glowed blue-grey in the sunlight, and it was quiet and no different from the rest of the house.
But things are different there now.
His good-for-nothing brother now has the strength to fight against him.
Yao Ke gives me a headache thinking about it.
"Interesting." After a long time, he softly uttered three words, then turned around and walked behind the case, picked up the account book, put his fingers on the abacus and continued tapping.
Treasure Pavilion In the private room on the second floor, Shi Donglai is sitting alone by the window.
The account book in front of me has been open for half an hour, and not a single page has been turned over.
His fingers unconsciously caressed the bunch of keys on his waist, and his mind replayed what happened a few days ago over and over again.
In that alley, I was hit hard on the back of my head, and my vision went dark and I didn't know anything anymore.
When I woke up, I was lying in a pile of hay in an abandoned house. It was almost dawn.
There was a dull pain in the back of my head and a smell of blood in my mouth.
His first action was to touch his waist, but the key was no longer there.
But after searching all over in panic, I discovered that the key was actually on my sleeve.
Someone moved it and returned it.
He stumbled to the warehouse at that time. The iron door was intact and the three locks were intact.
Trembling, he opened the lock, rushed in, and touched the innermost corner.
The blue bricks are still in place, and the box is still there.
He opened the box...
The account books are gone.
The spiritual stone is gone.
That copy of <Void-Return Fist> is gone too.
Shi Donglai Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and drive these images out of your mind.
Being able to knock him out with one punch without being noticed is at least Foundation Establishment, Fourth Layer or above.
Only those who have entered the warehouse know that there are things hidden in his warehouse.
Zhou Qi.
Is it him?
Shi Donglai is still thinking.
There were rapid footsteps downstairs.
The waiter ran up in a hurry, his face turned pale and he was panting. "The shopkeeper... the shopkeeper! Something happened! There's a fight on the street!"
Shi Donglai frowned and suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind. "What's all the fuss about?"
The man held on to the door frame, breathless and unable to speak, and pointed out the window. "Yao Residence...Yao Residence's guard... surnamed Zhou... had a fight with the Lu Family's worshiper!"
Shi Donglai paused his hands and stood up slowly.
The guy finally took a breath and spoke quickly, "On the street! Lu Family, the Foundation Establishment, Fifth Layer worshipper, was knocked down with one punch! His sternum was collapsed! People on the street are spreading the word that the guard is Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak!"
"Young Master Qing and that guard Zhou are on their way here and should be arriving soon."
Shi Donglai The account book in his hand fell to the table with a bang.
Foundation Establishment, Sixth Layer Peak? One punch seriously injured Foundation Establishment, Fifth Layer?
Reasonable, so reasonable!
He was sure.
The person that night was Zhou Qi.
Only Zhou Qi has this strength, only Zhou Qi has this opportunity, and only Zhou Qi has this motive.
Shi Donglai slowly sat back on the chair, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
But after a moment, he took a deep breath, slowly let go of his hand, and after confirming who it was, he calmed down.
Zhou Qi took the account book without making any announcement and did not give it to Yao Jingyi.
What does this mean? It means he is waiting.
Wait until you take the initiative to bow your head.
What he wants is not his own life, but Treasure Pavilion.
He still needs himself.
Shi Donglai stood up, straightened his clothes, and returned to the appearance of the well-mannered big shopkeeper.