C70 (2/2)

stood by the window and watched the pitch-black night outside. His heart was filled with boundless anger, as well as a stomach full of rage, because he felt that he was too unlucky and too innocent.

He just felt unlucky. Although he got himself a place for raising corpses, he did not harm anyone, but the place for raising corpses only had a large number of ghosts. But that was a mausoleum garden, how many people could it affect? But in the end, the corpse he had painstakingly brought over was burned to ashes. He had been repeatedly defeated when he went to seek revenge, and he had no choice but to accept humiliating negotiations and use his reputation to pave the way for the new generation.

This was not all, the negotiation had been a scam that he had no choice but to jump into. It attracted the inspection of the Quanzhen Religion, ultimately making him a dog that had lost his home and lost his entire family business. How could he not hate this?

”Sun Lianlin, Sun Yong, Zhou Yang, I will definitely make you beg for death! You can't even beg for death!” Thinking to this point, Qian Yilin clenched his teeth and said in his heart.

”Sir, I'm back” Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Qian Yilin went over to open the door.

”How is he, did you manage to find him?” Qian Yilin asked.

Zhao Jiale shook his head, and said: ”Sir, I have made many connections, for the past half month they have been working all over the place, with no fixed destination, and now they can't even reach each other on the phone, I think they are hiding somewhere.”

Zhao Jiale was also helpless in his heart. Although he pushed away all of the crimes, his reputation was more or less ruined. Under the strict supervision of the Quanzhen Religion, what else could he do under the circumstances?

”Hide, hmph, I had already expected that they would hide. These people have too many opportunistic auras, they don't even seem like people who study the dao,” Qian Yilin said with a sneer.

”Then, what does Mister plan to do?” Zhao Jiale asked.

”If Quanzhen Religion can't find me, they will definitely think of other ways. Hand this over to Quanzhen Religion, and at that time, they will naturally be in a rush to find them,” Qian Yilin said with a cold smile.

Zhao Jiale respectfully received it, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. At this point, he actually wasn't thinking about living in peace, but thinking about revenge.

Of course, he was extremely respectful on the surface. ”Teacher, let me handle the matters outside. You live a good life here. I don't know if you have anything else you don't want, but I can think of a way to get it!”

”There's no need for now,” Qian Yilin waved his hand and said.

But Zhao Jiale did not leave immediately. Instead, he asked another question, ”Sir, where did Miss Zhang Jia and Zhou Dong go? I don't have any assistance from outside.

He hadn't seen these two ever since he came back from that day. He realized something in his heart, but he still didn't want to believe it because he knew that if it really was like that, then he would be in great danger.

”Bang!” Right after he finished speaking, Zhao Jiale felt a sharp pain from his neck. Lowering his head, he realized that he was being held tightly by Qian Yilin's throat, and instantly became extremely shocked.

”If you want to be like them, I can help you,” Qian Yilin said coldly, his killing intent burst forth.

Being provoked by his killing intent, Zhao Jiale's heart was startled, he immediately shook his head and begged for mercy. Then, Qian Yilin threw him out, causing him to stumble and run.