"Su Wen?" Qian Qiye unconsciously thought of meeting the three people on the train.

"Seventh Master, what's wrong?"

"Have you investigated the background of the mosquito? I feel like someone I know."

"The investigation was investigated, but it was not found." The bald man said and took out two more photos. "I only know that these two people seem to know Mosquitoes, but I sent someone to follow them and they were easily dumped."

Qian Qiye looked at the person in the photo and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew Xiaoyan and Ma Cheng.

In this way, it must be impossible to be wrong. That mosquito is Su Wen.

"Seventh Master, it's really Su Wen. You said that Xiaoyan is a cultivator, and Su Wen is probably also a cultivator."

"Yeah." Qian Qiye nodded, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, "When did my underground boxing ring become a place where cultivators gather? Do they regard me as a place for casual play? Su Wen is a cultivator, and Xue Wuhen is a cultivator. I don't know if there are any other cultivators inside. Since they like to fight, let them fight hard."

"Seventh Master, what do you mean?"

"In three days, a match between Mosquito and Xue Wuhen will be arranged." Qian Qiye said lightly. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!