"I warn you... don't try to get any of Mr. Tang's secrets from me, otherwise..."

"Buzz"

The old shopkeeper's right hand shook violently, and the halberd stuck in the ground not far away suddenly made a trembling sound.

"Don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Ha ha……"

Feng Chenglin laughed loudly, instantly breaking the old shopkeeper's solemnity.

His eyes suddenly darkened, he jumped up and held his right hand in the air.

"Buzz!"

The halberd flew into his hand, and a majestic trace streaked through the void.

"I'll go, you're serious..."

Feng Chenglin quickly retreated, with a look of defeat on his face.

"Why are you like this, old man? You don't understand good words, do you? If we were Mr. Tang's enemies, would we talk to you like this?"

He pointed at Ling Luoyu unhappily.

"Do you think she is not your opponent, or am I not your opponent? If we had had the intention, we would have taken action against you long ago... When the time comes, we will do to you...what you did to Zhao Sheng

If you do it again, will you not say it?"

"Of course I didn't mean..."

"Okay! Even if you are tough and don't say anything, we can still have other... shameless methods!" Feng Chenglin pursed his lips behind the old shopkeeper: "For example... your daughter..."

"How dare you!" The old shopkeeper became angry instantly: "If you dare to touch my daughter, I will let you die without a burial place..."

"Look at you, aren't I talking about what-ifs?" Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes.

How come you can’t even hear what you’re talking about!?

"Fat man!" Ling Luoyu's phoenix eyes were slightly sycophantic: "If so, you can't pick someone else's bottom line..."

"I……"

"Old man, my brother has no ill intentions. He is just proving that we really have no ill intentions towards you... Mr. Tang is our friend. To be precise, he is my grandmother's friend..."

"Your grandmother?" The old shopkeeper still looked angry: "Who?"

"My grandmother's surname is Mo..."

"Mo? Never heard of it!"

I had never heard of it, but the old shopkeeper's anger was obviously much less.

"Even if you are acquaintances of Mr. Tang, it's useless to ask me where Mr. Tang is, because I don't know!"

"We are not asking Mr. Tang...but we are curious about your well!"

"Well?" The old shopkeeper's pupils shrank: "So, this well... is your real purpose! Mr. Tang and others are just a cover..."

"I have a special feeling about this well, as if there is something under the well... So I just want to ask, what is inside the well?"

"If I say there is nothing there, you will definitely not believe it!" The old shopkeeper tilted his head and said: "If you don't believe it, then go down and see for yourself... to see if there is any special treasure in there!"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him with a charming look, walked up to the well, walked around the edge of the well, her eyes darkened, and she raised her eyes calmly with her lips raised.

"Old man, isn't it a special treasure that can keep your daughter's body incorruptible?"

"..." The old shopkeeper's expression suddenly changed as he seemed to have been defeated.

Feng Chenglin's face was even more ugly: "Third Young Master...what did you say?"

He rushed to the well, pressed his heart with one hand, and looked down with a pale face.

"You're not saying that... the noodles we just ate were... made from dead people... right?"

After thinking of a certain scene in his mind, Feng Chenglin felt an inexplicable surge in his stomach and felt extremely sick.
Chapter completed!