One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Tianyi picked up his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and glanced sideways at Wang Zhenqiu, who was sitting in the corner playing on his phone:

"We've almost finished eating. Tell me, you've been mostly silent all day, have you noticed anything fishy?"

Chapter 190 Lü Liang is actually the advisor's henchman?!

Upon hearing his name called, Wang Zhenqiu deftly stuffed his phone into his pocket.

He dropped his nonchalant smile, rested his chin on his hand, and his eyes sharpened.

"My God, I have indeed figured out some of the tricks of the trade."

Wang Zhenqiu smacked his lips and began to analyze the situation seriously.

"The way Tang Sect Leader and Director Zhang Wang reacted today when they heard that Qianri Zui was lost—their blood pressure spiked and their murderous glares were definitely not an act."

"If these old men can act this out flawlessly, then it's basically impossible."

Wang Zhenqiu crossed his arms and concluded:

"So, these high-ranking officials must have genuinely been unaware of the situation. They've been unfairly blamed."

"Continue," Zhang Tianyi said, taking a sip of tea and gesturing for him to continue.

"However..."

Wang Zhenqiu smirked, revealing a sly smile.

"Just because the higher-ups are fine doesn't mean the lower levels are clean. I paid special attention to my surroundings while eating in the cafeteria today."

"There are a few outer disciples who are acting very strangely."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan, who was standing nearby, also perked up: "What's wrong? They seem perfectly normal serving food and carrying plates."

"Normal my foot."

Wang Zhenqiu rolled his eyes.

"The Tang Clan practices hidden weapons and poison techniques. Specific calluses will be left on the tiger's mouth, fingertips, and even the points of force exertion on the wrist."

But those guys had calluses all over their hands where they gripped the knife hilts, and one of them even had a breathing rhythm that clearly indicated he had practiced martial arts.

I bet those people aren't from the Tang Clan; they're most likely rats from the Quanxing Sect who infiltrated in disguise!

After listening to this meticulous reasoning, Zhang Chulan was just about to praise, "Brother Qiu, you have a really sharp eye."

Just then.

"They are indeed the people of the Quanxing!"

A voice, tinged with amusement, came unexpectedly from outside the closed door.

"Who?!"

Zhang Chulan tensed up, golden light instantly emanating from his palm, and he abruptly turned his head to stare intently at the doorway.

Wang Zhenqiu immediately jumped up from his chair and reached for his waist.

This is a secluded courtyard in the back mountains of the Tang Clan. There are at least two hidden sentries outside. Who could possibly sneak up to their door without anyone noticing?!

Squeak!

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

Moonlight streamed in from outside the door.

A young figure with dyed blond hair and wearing glasses stepped confidently across the threshold.

It was Lü Liang!

"Holy crap! Lü Liang?!"

Zhang Chulan recognized the face at a glance and immediately felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

He was about to take a step forward when he questioned him sharply.

However, when he saw the scene around Lü Liang, he froze on the spot, swallowing back the harsh words that were about to come out.

All that could be seen was Lü Liang's right side.

Feng Baobao was supposed to be sleeping in the adjacent side room.

He was wearing pajamas, barefoot, and holding a shovel.

She stood there, completely upright, less than half a meter away from Lü Liang!

Feng Baobao remained silent, her large eyes fixed on the back of Lü Liang's head.

If that blond guy dares to make any unnecessary movements, that shovel will definitely crack his skull open without hesitation.

"Gudong."

Lu Liang felt a chill run down his spine under Feng Baobao's gaze and swallowed hard.

"Um...madam, could you please move this metal thing a little further away? The glare is a bit too bright..."

"You smell like a stranger."

Feng Baobao stated a fact expressionlessly, "I woke up as soon as you entered the courtyard."

Zhang Chulan has recovered by now.

He pointed at Lü Liang, his face full of disbelief:

"You wicked bastard from Quanxing, you've got some nerve! Daring to barge into the core territory of the Tang Clan all by yourself? And you even dare to act so arrogantly in front of my master?!"

Lu Liang ignored Zhang Chulan's questioning.

He took a deep breath, ignored the shovel beside his neck, and neatly straightened his clothes.

Then, to the astonishment of Zhang Chulan and Wang Zhenqiu...

Lu Liang faced Zhang Tianyi, who was sitting in the main seat, and bowed deeply.

"My God, I'm risking my life to keep the appointment you gave me."

Lü Liang raised his head, a familiar fawning smile on his face.

Zhang Chulan's jaw almost dropped.

He turned around abruptly to look at his advisor, his mind racing.

what's the situation? !

This advisor of ours, who's practically a living god, actually has secret dealings with the heretics of the Quanxing Sect?!

And judging from his tone, it seems the advisor specifically summoned him tonight!

Zhang Tianyi put down his teacup.

He ignored Zhang Chulan's bewildered expression and instead looked Lü Liang up and down with great interest.

"Yo ho."

Zhang Tianyi raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying an undisguised admiration.

"Little Lü Liang, it's been a while since I last saw you. The energy within you has changed quite a bit."

"You've become much more solid since the last time I saw you in the park. It seems your strength has improved significantly."

Upon hearing this, a hint of undisguised pride flashed in Lü Liang's eyes, but he remained remarkably humble:

"Your Majesty, your insight is truly remarkable. I have indeed recently encountered a fortunate opportunity."

"Alright, Bao'er, put the shovel down."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand, signaling Feng Baobao to lift the alert.

Feng Baobao said "Oh," then neatly slung the shovel over her back and went to the table next to her to pick up an orange and start peeling it.

"Master...Master..."

Zhang Chulan took two steps closer, pointed at Lü Liang, and asked in a low voice:

"What exactly is going on? How did you get involved with the Quanxing people?"

"How fresh!"

Zhang Tianyi rolled his eyes at him: "The intelligence network of Quanxing is much more effective than your company. That's called knowing yourself and your enemy."

He turned to look at Lü Liang and pointed to the empty chair next to him.

"Sit down and talk. You bunch of rats, what kind of filthy business are you plotting by coming to the Tang Clan in such a grand manner?"

Lü Liang didn't stand on ceremony and sat down with half his buttocks on the chair.

He cleared his throat and sold off all of Quanxing's underwear.

"My God, Brother Chu Lan."

Lu Liang lowered his voice and spoke quickly.

"Actually, we're not the only ones eyeing the Tang Clan this time. Xia Liuqing, Ding Shian, Tu Junfang, and other heavyweight figures from the Quanxing Sect are all lurking in the nearby mountains."

"Ding Shian is here too?!" Wang Zhenqiu's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing this name.

That's one of the two great heroes, a formidable figure!

“Yes.” Lü Liang nodded:

"Our goal this time is to find someone."

"Who?" Zhang Chulan pressed.

"Xu Xin, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves."

Lü Liang dropped a shocking name:

"According to the intelligence we have obtained, Xu Xin, who was claimed to have been executed by the Tang Clan, is actually not dead at all! He has been imprisoned by Tang Miaoxing in the deepest forbidden area of ​​the Tang Clan all along!"

Zhang Chulan's breath caught in his throat.

Thirty-six thieves!

Those were his sworn brothers from the same era as his grandfather, Zhang Huaiyi!

Once we find him, the truth about the Jia Shen Rebellion, the cause of my grandfather's death, and even those secrets buried in the past will all come to light!