Chen Sheng is timid.

After taking a few steps, he mustered up the courage and asked in a low voice: "Your Excellency, do you really know my father?"

"Um."

Lin Chong nodded calmly.

"Can you tell me your name?"

Chen Sheng was afraid that Lin Chong would misunderstand, so he quickly added: "Otherwise, my father asked, how should I introduce you?"

"No need to introduce it, just tell it truthfully. Your father knows who I am."

Lin Chongyun waved his hand lightly.

He actually didn't want to deal with the Chen family too much, even if the other party was Chen Qing's own family.

"Oh well."

Chen Sheng had no courage to pester it all, so he had no choice but to accept the result. He sighed and bowed and bowed: "I'm leaving, goodbye, you are the one who is the one who is here."

After saying that, Chen Sheng turned around and left slowly.

When Chen Sheng's figure disappeared into the vast crowd, Lin Chong also returned home.

What happened today did not cause any psychological fluctuations to Lin Chong.

Whether it is the Tianji Martial Arts Hall, the Dongwu League, or Hong Zhenxuan, Yan Lingtian, in Lin Chong's eyes, they are only part of the martial arts world.

Just like the hidden sect.

The difference is that the hidden sect has a higher status, greater influence, more powerful people, and a wider territory.

Therefore, once it gets out of control, the harm will be even more serious.

The most urgent task is to solve the troubles of hidden sects and make the martial arts world return to the right track as soon as possible, rather than paying attention to the group of middle and high-level warriors.

As long as the troubles of the hidden sect are solved, what kind of storm can Hong Zhenxuan, Yan Lingtian and others cause?

Lin Chong is very clear about priorities.

This private visit on the mini-server was not successful, but it did not fail.

At least, Lin Chong saw the other side of the martial arts world.

If the martial arts world is regarded as a lake, then hidden sects such as Wuji Gate and Zhenwu Gate are undoubtedly big fish at the top of the lake's food chain.

They each divide their own territories, occupy the core areas, obtain the best resources, continue to grow and grow, and eventually grow into giants who make trouble.

Below the big fish is Zhongyu, which is a large and medium-sized sect and Class A martial arts hall.

Such as the Five Patriarchs, Tongbei Sect, Wulang Sect, Tianji Martial Arts Hall, Sixiang Martial Arts Hall, etc., are all in this list.

They also occupy some territory and can also obtain resources, but in terms of size and strength, they are far inferior to big fish, so they can only rely on big fish's breath.

Beyond the big fish and the small fish are countless small fish and shrimps.

These small fish and shrimp represent the lower-level warriors.

They have the largest number and the lowest status, and can only live on residues, and they will even become the Chinese food for big and sedentary fish.

Now because of grabbing territory, big fish have started fighting.

As a result, the pond water in the entire lake was muddy and the order was also messed up, which was not conducive to the survival of the fish.

Therefore, the manager of the Wumeng League must come forward and catch a few big fish that are the most fun, so that the lake can return to tranquility.

What are the most fun big fish?

Wuji Sect, Zhenwu Sect, Tianlong Sect, Yaori Sect, Baolin Sect, Yinyang Sect...

A series of names flashed through Lin Chong's mind, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

*******

The next day.

Wumeng’s branch stationed in Donghai City.

In the office of the head of the department, Liu Yu sent off Hong Zhenxuan and Du Chaoqun who were visiting him for a special trip, and couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows with his hands.

"Everyone is restless!"

Liu Yu muttered in a low voice.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside.

Liu Yu frowned and said angrily: "Who?"

"I."

Zuo Qingcang opened the door casually and entered.

Liu Yu's frowning brows stretched slightly, leaned against the boss's chair, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and then glanced at the other party sideways: "What's the matter with the left yard master?"

Zuo Qingcang sat down opposite Liu Yu and looked around: "Old Liu, your office is good, much better than mine."

"hehe."

Liu Yu pulled the corner of his mouth and let out two hypocritical smirks: "If the left yard master likes it, I can give it to you."

"Need not."

Zuo Qingcang seemed not to hear the sarcastic meaning in Liu Yu's tone, and continued to chat with the latter: "Who were those two people just now? Why do I feel like I've seen them somewhere?"

"Hong Zhenxuan, the owner of the Sixiang Martial Arts Hall, and Du Chaoqun, the senior brother of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall." Liu Yu replied casually.

"What are they looking for you?"

"Why, the Left Court Lord suspected that I was colluding with them, so he came to investigate me?"

Liu Yu raised his eyebrows: "But this seems not your job, right?"

"Old Liu, have I offended you before? Why do you always have thorns in your words?"

Now it was Zuo Qingcang's turn to be unhappy: "We are colleagues, and we must cooperate with each other in the future to do a good job in the Wu League. I'll come here to contact you and have any problems?"

Liu Yu was stunned.

He silently reflected on himself and quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Sorry, the pressure has been too high recently, and my temper has become a little irritable. Don't take it to heart."

Liu Yu sat upright, sincerely apologized to Zuo Qingcang, and then answered the other party's previous question: "Hong Zhenxuan and Du Chaoqun want to meet the leader of the alliance, please ask me to pass it on your behalf."

"I see."

Zuo Qingcang nodded: "These local snakes have very good ears and ears. I guess they heard the sound of the wind from somewhere."

"I heard that Yin Yang Sect decided to relocate and go to the north to surrender to Zhenwu Sect, and Wuji Sect did not move, so it refused many people's visits. No one knew what they were selling in the gourd."

Liu Yu was obviously exhausted both physically and mentally, and said with a sad face: "I feel like I am being roasted on fire now, for fear that Wujimen suddenly attacked, and I can't eat or drink, and I can't sleep."

"You're really hard."

Zuo Qingcang looked at Liu Yu sympathetically, and then said calmly: "Old Liu, if I propose to the leader of the alliance to abolish the titles of the top ten hidden sects, take back their territory, weaken their power, and limit their expansion, you

Will it support it?"

"What?"

Liu Yu didn't hear it clearly.

Or he actually heard it clearly, but thought something was wrong with his ear.

Zuo Qingcang repeated clearly.

"You don't think it's messy enough, right?"

Liu Yu widened his eyes, stood up from the boss's chair, and asked, "Do you want to force all hidden sects to the opposite of the Martial Alliance?"

"Don't be impatient for a little while, don't be impatient for a little while."

Zuo Qingcang sat upright and waved to Liu Yu to sit down.

Liu Yu was still standing straight: "Why did you tell me this?"

Zuo Qingcang slowly put away his smile.

"Because I know how harmful the hidden sect is."

He said coldly: "The top ten hidden sects are ten beasts, threatening the safety of the martial arts world all the time. We must put them in a cage!"

"impossible!"

Liu Yu shook his head: "It's impossible!"

"It's up to people!"

Zuo Qingcang's tone was firm: "Some things cannot be done just because they can't do them!"

"How many years have the hidden sects been passed down? How many years have the Martial Alliance been established?"
Chapter completed!