There is one thing that he really doesn't vomit.

Lu Zian suddenly turned to look at Master Huang and said seriously: "Actually, I am not afraid of anything. I am just worried that when I overcome all obstacles and want to open a road, the trees that are longer than the middle of the road will not be able to move away."

In the past few days, Zhuo Peng has encountered more and more setbacks.

Many people even took their families to sit in front of the door in protest.

Some of these are used to replace manual labor with machines but falsely claim that they are old craftsmanship, while others reject Zhuo Peng's help but want to enjoy the benefits.

Some even went to sit quietly just because they were unwilling to take off the "Master" plaque they had obtained for spending money.

They did not stop people from entering and leaving, did not affect business, and did not fight.

Officials cannot interfere.

Calling the police would not help.

This time was also very cleverly selected, just when the transaction was completed and everything was settled.

Zhuo Peng was so anxious that his mouth was filled with bubbles, but he was helpless.

If Ying Xuan hadn't accidentally let it go, Lu Zian would probably not know.

Master Huang naturally heard about it. The reason why he came out was to talk about this: "...Master Zhuo has already rushed to Changyan, so it should be solved soon, right?"

"No." Lu Zian withdrew his gaze and looked straight at the calm water surface: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. If this matter cannot be killed and warns a hundred, the subsequent trouble will continue."

Master Zhuo does have weight, but the interests of those people are indeed touched, so he is naturally willing to give face.

But in the face of interests, these people will think: How much money is face worth?

Master Huang is naturally very clear about this fact.

After careful thinking, he did not express his opinion rashly, but asked back: "What do you want to do?"

He also wanted to see how many surprises this genius who emerged from nowhere could give him.

Lu Zian smiled slightly, picked up a round pebble next to him, and with a slight force, he fell into the water.

With a plop, ripples started.

If it were the past, Lu Zi'an would slap the table and angrily scolded those people for being short-sighted.

Whether it is a competition of skills or public opinion suppression, it will be suppressed to a close before it will stop.

But now that he is in his position, he no longer has the impulsive thoughts he had at that time.

"I hope you can convince Master Yang to send me a message." Lu Zi'an's eyebrows were cold and his smile was calm: "Just say I will integrate the skills of gold and silver into the jade carvings of this summit."

He would be too arrogant to send this message, and he would not be deterred enough if he would send this message.

Only the message sent by Master Yang, the jade carving master, can be enough.

Since the water has been mixed, you might as well mix it a little more.
Chapter completed!