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Liu Zhengyang nodded lightly, expressing that he agreed with Zhong Qinglei's opinion, and felt a little helpless in his heart.

In all fairness, he naturally does not take this matter to heart.

What if someone really concluded that he did it and spread the word? Do those guys still dare to **** his things, or kill him? Not to mention whether they dare to take the risk of offending the forces behind Liu Zhengyang to **** it, Liu Zhengyang's current combat power alone is enough for them to drink a pot.

But what Zhong Qinglei said also made sense.

Although he doesn't take those threats to heart, it's another matter if someone is really behind the scenes and wants to trick him.

There is a difference between leaking and someone deliberately digging a hole.

Liu Zhengyang can't ignore those who want to pit him.

"But how to find out the source of the news is also a problem, right?" Qi Tianfang asked tangled: "We already found out when we came here. This small town is called Cheng Yincheng. Although it is only a small town, it has a few It's not easy to find people in such a town in Shili."

"There is definitely a way, it just depends on whether your sect master is willing to think about it or not." Zhong Qinglei said with a smile.

While talking, Zhong Qinglei also looked towards Liu Zhengyang with a half-smile.

Liu Zhengyang was helpless for a while.

When did Zhong Qinglei learn to play this set?

When I first met him, wasn't he very straightforward and arrogant?

Of course, what he said was true.

Liu Zhengyang has already thought of a way.

To put it simply, money can make ghosts run the mill, and medicinal herbs can also make monks like horses.

"We have so many resources, and we have countless pills on hand. Are we afraid that we won't be able to buy news?" Liu Zhengyang said proudly: "As long as the news goes out, saying that we are willing to exchange pills for news, some monks are willing to bring news with them. Come on, you can even kill the person who posted the news."

Having said that, Liu Zhengyang directly asked Qi Tianfang to go and do it.

This kind of errand work is only the most suitable for him to be present.

Qi Tianfang's actions were also very fast, and he had already returned in just half an hour.

But unlike before, Qi Tianfang, who came back after the announcement, was out of breath, his hair was messed up, and his clothes were twisted. In particular, his face was covered with gray-black stains. At first glance, he knew that it was the appearance of sweat adhered to the dirt and then evaporated to dryness.

When Xiao Duomi saw Qi Tianfang's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help laughing on the spot.

Zhong Qinglei and Qi Tianfang didn't get along very well, and even more sarcastically said: "Qi Tianfang, are you going to the brothel without money to pay the bill, are you called out? If you are short of money, tell me, and lend you a little, I can still do it."

"You are a primitive man who has been a savage in Destiny Lake for an unknown number of years, what kind of money can you have on your body?" Qi Tianfang severely despised Zhong Qinglei, and then breathlessly said to Liu Zhengyang, "Sect Master, it's not a big deal. Great, let the wind leak out."

"What do you mean?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

In fact, seeing that Qi Tianfang looked so embarrassed, Liu Zhengyang probably guessed that something must have happened when he went to release the news.

Since it is related to that kind of thing, it must be news that is not good for him.

Sure enough, Qi Tianfang panted and said anxiously, "Someone told what you did in Destiny Lake!"