The young man named Chen Ze was not afraid of Mr. Yang's cold gaze. With a relaxed smile on his face, he calmly walked out of the crowd.

He bowed slightly to Gu Qiwu and said, "Master, my family has been working in the Wei family since my grandfather's generation. I think you won't object to being loyal?"

Wei Qiwu was slightly startled, his tone softened a bit, and he still said without any doubt: "But this is not the reason for you to slander Mr. Yang. Apologize, and let the past be forgotten!"

"No."

Chen Ze shook his head slightly, pointed a finger at the old man surnamed Yang, and said categorically: "This old man is a spy who sees ghosts and worries!"

"You! What are you talking about?"

As soon as he said this, Mr. Yang immediately became furious and shouted: "When I came to the Wei family as a guest, your son was still in his mother's womb. How dare you slander this old man's innocence!"

"Did I slander you?"

Chen Ze curled his lips, looked directly at Mr. Yang's furious gaze without fear, and said word by word: "Let me ask you, was it your idea to take the Heluo Ancient Road instead?"

Mr. Yang said angrily: "Yes, it was the old man's idea, so what?"

"The old man was taking care of the family head's worries at that time!"

Wei Qiwu on the side nodded repeatedly, "Chen Ze, the head of this family has agreed to this matter. You can't make rash guesses based on this alone!"

Chen Ze sighed, "My master, you are really being sold and you still pay the bills for me!"

"I'll ask you again!"

Before the two of them could speak, he spoke very quickly: "Are you the one who asked us to enter this valley?"

Mr. Yang couldn't help but sneer, "If you didn't go into the valley, you would be a corpse now, and you still have the life to talk nonsense with the old man?"

"Is it?"

Chen Ze returned the sneer and slowly spread his right hand, "Then, how do you explain this thing?"

When Mr. Yang saw what was in his hand, his expression suddenly changed.

What was spread out in Chen Ze's hand was a small piece of bark. Looking carefully, there were three tiny scratches on the dry bark.

"What is this, I don't understand!"

Although he was shocked, Mr. Yang still said in a strong tone: "What can you prove by taking a piece of tree bark?"

"This bark is not just one piece."

Chen Ze looked at him coldly and said: "I have been observing you for a long time. After leading us into the valley, wherever there are such carvings on the trees, you will go around and turn us around.

Brought here."

"If what I expected is correct, there is not only one entrance in this valley, but a hidden entrance. The function of the notches is to mark the location of the hidden entrance. If you avoid all the notches, you don't want to

Let's just discover the entrance."

"If the head of the family doesn't believe it, you can ask people to go back along the way they came from and see if I'm right?"

The latter sentence was said to Wei Qiwu, who frowned slightly.

As the head of the family, Wei Qiwu was not without merit. When he saw something strange in Mr. Yang's expression, he also had doubts in his heart.

At that moment, he winked, and his entourage, who had already been smart enough to pass by quietly, retreated.

"This is just your guess!"

Mr. Yang said angrily: "I haven't noticed any scratches on this tree, so how can I talk about taking a detour?"

"Besides, the old man has been in the Wei family for more than ten years. Could it be that Gui Jianchou sent the old man to the Wei family as an undercover agent more than ten years ago? Your statement is too ridiculous!"

Chen Ze grinned, smiled at him seriously, and said, "Is it because of lack of money?"

"What...are you talking nonsense about?"

Mr. Yang, who was furious, suddenly lost his breath and his voice became a little weaker.

"You are the third-class counselor, right?"

Chen Ze said expressionlessly: "According to the laws of the Qingyang Empire, third-class counselors can already receive their salary from the military aircraft every month, and they can also recruit fifteen disciples."

"If I remember correctly, when you first came to the Wei family, there were indeed fifteen disciples, but now there is only one Li Xiaoer left."

"Where did the others go?"

"I think it's because you withheld their salary that they all ran away, right?"

"Does this prove that you are short of money recently?"

Mr. Yang opened his mouth, and his face turned blue and white for a long time. He finally said from his mouth: "You...you are so bloody!"

Chen Ze ignored him and turned to Wei Qiwu, "Master, judging from the carvings on the bark of the tree, it must have been carved ten days ago. In other words, this matter was premeditated."

"But our goods are just purple-scaled fish. Although the value of purple-scaled fish is not low, it is not enough to make ghosts worry about spending a lot of time to ambush on the Heluo Ancient Road."

"So I think... Master, you should have something more valuable with you, and Old Man Yang also knows about this thing!"
Chapter completed!