A Taoist priest Zhu Tingxuan, Jiang Wancheng and Hua Gangyan followed Zhao Yan's gaze and spoke at the same time.

That’s right, it’s this Taoist priest. Zhao Yan said to Jiang Wancheng: If I’m not wrong, all the evil spirits I’ve eliminated in your store are from this person!

His grandma's words, I just said the word "I" when Hua Gangyan saw Zhao Yan's unhappy eyes, and then changed his words and said: Uh, I'll catch him!

You can't be calmer? Zhao Yan yelled softly: How can you deal with him if he can use such means?

How did that gentleman plan to deal with him! Hua Gangyan asked.

Why do we have to deal with him? Zhao Yan answered calmly.

That

Not only Hua Gangyan was strange, but the others were also strange. Didn’t Zhao Yan say he wanted to pull that person out?

Look! Zhao Yan pointed to the direction of the Taoist priest and said.

At this moment, Jiang Shan, who had just been shocked by Zhao Yan, just walked to the Taoist priest.

He whispered to the Taoist priest for a while. The Taoist priest stood up and walked towards the backstage of the banquet hall. Before entering, he glanced around the banquet hall.

What did he do? Hua Gangyan asked again.

Zhao Yan gave him a blank look, but did not explain. Is this guy's brain made of stone?

Oh yes, I forgot, this guy's name is Hua Gangyan (granite), right?

Jiang Wancheng here understood and said to Zhao Yan: Sir, do we say, if we don’t take action, we will just wait for the Taoist priest to come to him?

Yes?! Hua Gangyan was shocked again.

Zhao Yan was helpless.

All the jade pieces I gave you are still on you, right? Zhao Yan looked at the three of them and asked.

The three nodded and responded.

Qin Shuang and the other two, do it on other tables and don’t let them pay attention to you.

Lian Zhanlin, you must always protect Jiang Wancheng and ensure his absolute safety.

Yes! Lian Zhanlin responded.

When Jiang Wancheng heard this, his heart felt warm again, but he didn't say anything, but his gratitude to Zhao Yan increased a little more.

Zhao Yan looked at Zhu Tingxuan and Hua Gangyan again and said: As long as you two are in your hands, he will not hurt you! Remember, don’t act rashly!

After Zhao Yan arranged them, he stood up and said, "I'll leave for a while, you guys are careful!"

Sir, you, Jiang Wancheng, are a little worried about Zhao Yan.

After all, this is the Jiang family's place. No one knows whether there are any masters here. He is afraid that Zhao Yan will be in danger.

Zhao Yan smiled and said: So far, no one has really hurt me, don’t worry!

Zhao Yan left his seat and walked directly towards Liang Qiuming. Jiang Wancheng and others looked at Zhao Yan with strange eyes.

However, at some point, Liang Qiuming was still there, but Zhao Yan disappeared.

The few people looked at each other, wondering where Zhao Yan went.

In the end, they all took their place according to Zhao Yan's requirements.

In the backstage of the banquet hall, in a closed lounge, Jiang Fan, a Taoist priest, and a white-haired man were talking about something, his voice was very subtle.

Master Mei, has it been long enough for you to go there? The white-haired man said unhappily.

Master Mei did not feel any emotion because of the man's displeasure, but said calmly: There is no way, I'm too busy. I just came back from the east and did a few things, which took some time off!

The man became even more displeased after hearing Master Mei’s words: You are free, but what you did for us failed!

Master Mei said calmly: I know that those two methods have been broken, but it doesn’t matter. It’s just an ordinary person, so it’s not that troublesome to deal with it!

It may have happened that he met someone who practices Taoism before. I came back this time to completely solve this matter, so you don’t have to be so anxious!

Jiang Fan didn't say anything, and kept looking at the Taoist priest.

He saw that the Taoist priest had always been in a state of calmness and lightness, so he didn't get angry.

Master Mei’s heart is really big. Today, the old man will announce that he will be included in the wall. After today, he will officially become the eldest son and grandson of the Jiang family.

In that case, the Jiang family will focus on protecting him. At that time, do you still have a chance to take action?

Master Mei heard this and glanced at Jiang Fan and said: If you shouldn't ask, Mr. Jiang, your mother is the wife of Jiang Quanren, and Jiang Wancheng is just the son of a mistress. Is your old man so worried about lard? To take him into the wall? Are you not afraid of offending your mother's family?

Besides, no matter whether it is appearance, talent, mind, or eloquence, he can compare with you? In the future, he will not be your opponent, no matter what. Why do you have this?

The Taoist priest said this because he is kind-hearted?

Of course not. If he uses evil techniques like him, he will also be affected. If he fails, he will be even more backfire. If he fails, he will try not to do anything that damages good deeds!

Jiang Fan and the white-haired man looked at each other and did not explain anything, but the white-haired man became even more unhappy.

Master Mei, you shouldn’t worry about it, it’s best not to ask too much. As long as you do your business well, the benefits you should give you will naturally be indispensable!

Master Mei showed a helpless expression when he heard this and said: OK, it seems that you want him to die here today!

Let's do this, you can find a way to get a few of his hair. I can only use Nanyang methods to deal with him. I hope that person is not familiar with Nanyang methods, right? Taoist Mae said.

Want his hair? Jiang Fan was a little embarrassed.

He knew that Jiang Wancheng brought a lot of people here today, and they were not good at plagues. It was not that easy to get his hair.

Young Master, don’t worry, I prepared his hair a few years ago! The white-haired man said.

Really? Jiang Fan asked in surprise.

Yes, I'll take it now! After the man said that, he turned around and left.

Only Taoist Jiang Fan and Taoist Mei were left in the room.

They didn't say anything, and the two of them didn't say anything, and they kept drinking tea.

What they didn't know was that Zhao Yan was listening to the wall next to this room.

Young Master? The name of the white-haired man to Jiang Fan made Zhao Yan very curious.

The word "Young Master" can be possessed by any person, unless it is a big sect or a huge force.

No matter how bad it is, it must be an underground organization like Tianyihui.

A family like the Jiang family can only be called the young master.

Is there such a possibility? Zhao Yan thought about this, and seemed to understand why the old man of the Jiang family wanted to bring Jiang Wancheng into the wall.

About ten minutes later, the white-haired man came back and handed a wooden brocade box to Taoist Master Mei, and then said sinisterly: It’s all here, this time, you must let him die!

Don't worry, this time, it's hard for him to live! After Master Mei finished speaking, he opened the brocade box and a strand of slightly yellow hair appeared in the brocade box.

Please come back, I will do this! Master Mei put away his hair and said.

Uncle Li, why don’t you watch here, I can’t leave outside for too long! Jiang Fan said to the white-haired man.

Young Master, don’t worry, I’m here! The white-haired man responded solemnly.

Jiang Fan received a response and turned around and left.

At this time, a young man walked out of the room next door.

The young man walked very quickly, but at the moment he surpassed Jiang Fan, he had a strand of hair in his hand.

Jiang Fan discovered nothing about all this.

The young man walked to the corner of the passage, smiled strangely, then turned around and returned the same way.

Finally, he returned to the next door to the room where the Taoist priest and the white-haired man were.

More than ten minutes later, the young man appeared outside another room.

There were two men in this room, one of whom looked 80 years old, with a childish face, energetic and kind-hearted. He was the old man of the Jiang family, Jiang Qiaoxing.

The other one was about fifty or sixty years old, with black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was very arrogant. However, in front of Jiang Qiaoxing, he still maintained a very respectful attitude. This was Jiang Wancheng's father, Jiang Quanren.

Where is Aren, has Wancheng arrived? Jiang Qiaoxing asked with concern.

I heard from Jiang Shan that it has arrived! Jiang Quanren lowered his head and answered respectfully.

Didn't you see him? Jiang Qiaoxing asked a little unhappy.

Dad, you don't know that he doesn't like me at all. He doesn't like me at all. He doesn't have any common language except quarrels.

Shut up! Jiang Qiaoxing is not just right: After all, you, the father, failed to do it well!

Of course, our Jiang family also has a responsibility!

But no matter what, he is also your Jiang Quanren's flesh and blood, and he is my eldest grandson!

Today’s clan meeting will announce that matter!

When Jiang Quanren heard this, his face changed drastically: Dad, will he do this?

If you mention this matter again, get out of here. I am not as cowardly as yours! Jiang Qiaoxing was furious and gasped. His already rosy face turned redder now.

Dad, please calm down. Isn’t it okay to listen to you and listen to you? Jiang Quanren saw that Jiang Qiaoxing was too excited and immediately surrendered.
To be continued...