"The Zhou family has many ancient martial arts worshipers, including many masters who are at the peak of the late stage of the Dark Spirit or even... Great Perfection!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Tang Luo was a little surprised. The Zhou family also had a master of the Great Perfection of the Dark Spirit? This was a bit beyond his expectations.

"Don't underestimate the five major families. They have money and resources. Naturally, there will be ancient martial arts practitioners who will do things for them...even if they are the masters of the Great Perfection."

Ning Yuer said slowly.

"Um."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Yu'er, thank you for your reminder."

Just when Tang Luo looked at the Zhou family with a little more caution, Han Ruobing in the hotel also received a call from Yao Fei.

"Hey, Ruobing, what are you doing?"

Yao Fei's voice came from the receiver.

"Reading a book."

Han Ruobing said briefly.

"Reading? Where is my idol?"

Yao Fei is strange.

"This is the big night, he doesn't do shy things with you, and he still lets you read books?"

“…”

Listening to Yao Fei's words, Han Ruobing was speechless.

"What nonsense, he is not here!"

"Hmm? He's not here? Why are you doing?"

Yao Fei was even more strange.

"He went to see Han Lu. If you look for him, call him."

Han Ruobing finished speaking unhappily and prepared to hang up the phone.

"See Han Lu? No, I met Mr. Han just now. He said that his idol called him and said that he would not make an appointment tonight."

Yao Fei was confused.

“…”

Listening to Yao Fei's muttering, Han Ruobing was stunned, and then his face turned cold.
Chapter completed!