In the mourning hall, Su Le saw that his two sisters were already crying and his eyes were swollen, and he felt pity. He whispered: "Big sister, second sister, you go back and have a rest first, just keep me here."

Although Su Mingzhu knew that he was her brother who had been separated for many years, she had not had time to talk to him today because of her father's death. Although she stopped crying at this time, her voice was a little hoarse: "Dad is everyone's, and there is a vigil."

But Su Le was wrong about her intentions. She thought that her second sister complained about the distribution of inheritance, and hurriedly explained: "Big sister, second sister, I will explain to you after the funeral."

Su Mingzhu shook her head and said, "No need to explain. We must respect all the things that my father has decided. When he was alive, he always said that I didn't know how to respect him. Now that I'm dead, I have to listen to him once." When he said this, his nose felt sore, and two lines of tears rolled down.

At this time, Pang Runliang entered the mourning hall and gave Su Le a wink. Su Le got up and came to him, whispering: "What's wrong with Uncle Pang?"

Pang Runliang said: "I want to go to the funeral home to arrange the cremation of the day after tomorrow."

Su Le nodded and said, "Just go, thank you for your hard work these two days."

Pang Runliang sighed and said, "What are you polite about your own people? However, there are all kinds of characters in this Qianji Sect, and the quality is different. You should know it in your heart. Don't be affected too much from the outside world."

Su Le said: "Thank you, Uncle Pang for your advice, I know it."

Pang Runliang patted Su Le on the shoulder and said, "Sad to be sad and follow the changes."

Pang Runliang left the Su family, but did not go to the funeral home, but came to a teahouse called Tianjingsha, a sandbank.

Several cars were parked there outside the teahouse. As midnight approached, the wind suddenly blew. The night wind blew across the bamboo forest outside the sky and made a burst of screams. The roar was like a ghost crying and howling, and it seemed quite shrill.

When Pang Runliang walked through the path between the bamboo forest, he couldn't help but shivered. He turned around and saw two red lights swaying with the night wind, as if the eyes of two monsters. Pang Runliang closed his eyes and took a deep breath. However, for some reason, the pale face of the master Su Donglai appeared in front of him, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back. He quickly opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, looked around, and was sure that no one followed him. Then he quickly walked through the bamboo forest and walked into the third floor tea room of Tianjingsha.

Zhao Qianchou had been there for half an hour, and a pot of Biluochun happened to drink it. There was also a middle-aged man wearing glasses beside him. His hair was bare, his face was not a must, and his right hand was broken with his wrist. However, this person was Liang Sibian, one of the three wise generals of the Thousand Gate. When the three gates merged, he would rather die than follow. Finally, he cut off his wrist and quit the world. Twenty years have passed in a flash, but he unexpectedly appeared in Shenhai again.

Zhao Qianchou's slender and long phoenix eyes gave people the illusion of drowsiness, but his inadvertent gaze was revealed.

Seeing Pang Runliang walk into the tea room, Zhao Qianchou stood up to greet him. Although Pang Runliang is older than Zhao Qianchou, his status in the door is the latter. Zhao Qianchou has already given considerable courtesy in this behavior, Zhao Qianchou said: "Brother Runliang, what should I drink?"

Pang Runliang sat down on the chair, looked at Liang Sibian first, and said respectfully: "If Runliang reads it correctly, this Liang Sibian becomes Mr. Liang?"

Liang Sibian smiled indifferently and said, "There are half-in-the-world people, and I didn't expect that anyone in the world will remember me."

Pang Runliang said: "The three wise generals of Thousand Sects are all famous heroes."

Liang Si changed his mind: "It's just an old man. How dare you call yourself a hero?"

Zhao Qianchou said: "How is the situation?"

Pang Runliang sighed and said, "The master of the sect has arranged everything before he died. This will was indeed made by him when he was awake."

Zhao Qianchou said, "Did the sect leader have no explanation for Qianjimen?" He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Pang Runliang himself.

Pang Runliang was indeed a little thirsty. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then said, "The master's meaning is actually very clear." He looked at Zhao Qianchou on purpose, and with Zhao Qianchou's wisdom, he would not be able to figure out Su Donglai's meaning.

Zhao Qianchou said: "The sect leader left all his wealth to his son. Don't he know the reason why a man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure?"

Pang Runliang said: "These property is all in Su Le's name. If he has any problems, Qianjimen will definitely not be the beneficiary."

Liang Sibian said, "The Qianjimen was established for 20 years. Most of the wealth Su Donglai has today was created for him. He now left all his wealth to his son. Do you owe an explanation?" The words that Liang Sibian said represent the thoughts of most people in Qianjimen.

Pang Runliang said: "Actually, he has been worried."

Zhao Qianchou said: "What are you worried about?"

Pang Runliang said: "I am worried that someone will be detrimental to his children after his death. The reason why I left all the money to Su Le also means kidnapping Qianjimen. Let us support us for the sake of money! Su inherited his position."!

Zhao Qianchou said: "Isn't Su Donglai afraid that this will bring bad luck to his children?"

Pang Runliang turned his eyes and sighed in a low voice: "What the sect leader is worried about is not only internal troubles, but also external troubles!"

Zhao Qianchou and Liang Sibian's eyes lit up at the same time.

Liang Si changed his mind: "Does external trouble refer to Qingluan Gate?"

Pang Runliang said: "Chu Tianyue has been in prison for ten years. Even if he can let go of ten years of hatred, do you think he will let go of the pain of separation of his wife and children?"

Zhao Qianchou said: "The sect leader is dead. Can't he let go of this grudge?"

Pang Runliang laughed and said, "If it were you, would you let go? The sect leader and his grudges are actually in the battle between Qianjimen and Qingluanmen. Although the sect leader has passed away, this grudge is still there."

Zhao Qianchou remained silent, and he had to admit that everything Pang Runliang said was true. Although the dispute between the two families was an apparent conflict between Su Donglai and Chu Tianyue, in fact, everyone in the door was involved. Although Su Donglai died, Chu Tianyue might not be able to let go of all this grudge.

Pang Runliang said: "I am forgiving that the sect leader passed all his property to Su Le, which is equivalent to passing the seat of Qianjimen to him. The ring is really irrelevant. If something happens to Su Le, the operation of our Qianjimen will inevitably have problems. What kind of person is the sect leader? He has already calculated everything possible. He just wants to use his property to tie Qianjimen and their Su family together."

Zhao Qianchou said: "Although the sect leader has passed away, the Qianji Sect is still there, and it is not that easy for Chu Tianyue to deal with us."

Liang Sibian said meaningfully: "Is Qianji Gate still there?"

Pang Runliang said: "Whether you admit it or not, everyone's immediate interests are tied to a rope. If Su Le has a problem, the interests of everyone in Qianjimen will be damaged."

Zhao Qianchou's slender and long eyes suddenly opened and two cold lights burst out. He had already realized something from Pang Runliang's words. Su Donglai used this method to force them all to tie them to a boat.

Pang Runliang slowly put down the teacup in his hand: "I know everyone is considering their own interests, but it would be great if they can ensure their own interests while taking into account the interests of others." After saying this, he yawned lazily and said, "It's time for me to leave. The matters in the funeral home are still waiting for me to implement."

Zhao Qianchou did not get up and see him off. After Pang Runliang left, Liang Sibian whispered: "Qianchou, this person has always been cunning, and his words may not be credible!"

Zhao Qianchou narrowed his slender phoenix eyes again: "I know whether he is Zhuge Liang or Cao Mengde, but there is something he said that he is not wrong. Su Donglai's move tied our interests into a boat. Whether we want to or not, we must protect this stinky boy.

Liang Sibian sighed and said, "It's not him to protect him, it's the benefit." His words revealed the essence of the matter.

Zhao Qianchou said: "This situation will never last too long."

"Are you worried about Zuo Qiang?" Liang Sibian thought about Zhao Qianchou very thoroughly.

Zhao Qianchou said: "That old thing is a stupid and greedy jackal."

At 2:30 in the morning, Su Le came to her father's portrait, kowtowed and then continued to burn incense and candles. She saw Sang Hongxiu, dressed in black, appearing in the mourning hall. From beginning to end, Sang Hongxiu did not shed a tear. She stood in the middle of the mourning hall, glanced at Su Donglai's portrait, and then said to Su Le: "Su Le, I have something to say to you alone."

Su Le nodded and followed Sang Hongxiu to the study.

Sang Hongxiu closed the door of the study room and did not sit down. Instead, he leaned on the desk, crossed his arms to his chest, and looked at Su Le's eyes with cold eyes and said, "After the funeral the day after tomorrow, I will leave the Su family. As for the 5% share of Longji, I will also sign the authorization letter to transfer it to Mingzhu. From then on, I will never have any connection with your Su family."

Su Le said: "My mother, I originally wanted to talk to you about this after my dad's funeral, but now it seems that I have to talk about it."

Sang Hongxiu said: "As I said to you before, before your father passed away, we had signed a divorce agreement, and this matter was just not made public. The reason I chose to stay was mainly because of my fifteen-year status with him. Don't worry, I am definitely not trying to leave your Su family's property."

Su Ledao: "My little mother..."

Sang Hongxiu shook his head and said, "You don't have to call me Xiao Mom against your will, I know what you think."
Chapter completed!