"I didn't see anything."

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In a luxurious hall, the prominent figures in [Chongyungang] gathered again. Their faces were distorted as they keenly smelled the ominous atmosphere, and they could no longer see the calm demeanor of the past.

"What on earth does that boy want to do?"

"His army has been mobilized frequently and has blocked all traffic arteries and city gates. He has also disarmed all our forces!"

"General Jia was beheaded, and his head was hung on the gate beam of the camp!"

"The sea was also blocked, and all ships were not allowed in or out. The guards went to argue with them, but they were all sunk!"

"Lawless! Does he want to rebel?!

"

One after another bad news kept coming, and everyone was like ants on a hot pot, sweating profusely, frightened and angry.

In the dark, they seemed to sense the shadow of death covering the entire city, blocking all hope for their lives.

But what they couldn't figure out was why Wu Anjun, who had barely kept his face before, suddenly reacted so violently?

This posture looks so exaggerated, it almost looks like they are about to massacre the city!

They didn't do much, at most they burned some food. Why were they so angry?

And they kept their hands clean so it was impossible to find out that they did it!

"Maybe he is conveying his dissatisfaction to us in this way. Otherwise, we should shed some blood."

"It would be nice to spend money to eliminate the disaster, but I'm afraid that boy will have a hard time satisfying his desires..."

Just as he was talking, a scream suddenly came from the distance. Before anyone could react, the solid barrier instantly collapsed, and the closed door immediately melted into fine powder and collapsed on the spot.

Then, in the disbelief and horrified eyes of everyone, a young man in white clothes with a beautiful tree in the wind walked softly and slowly stepped into the house.

Different from the past, this time the young man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making him look more elegant.

With his immature face and indifferent smile, it is impossible to tell that he is a superior person with the power of life and death. Instead, he looks like a young and shy junior.

But no one would be deceived by the seemingly "harmless" skin. Following the boy's pace, a suffocating sense of oppression hit his face.

Waves of pressure surged like waves, and everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, lowering their heads, not daring to face the majesty of the young man in white.

Soon, the seasoned Jia Yian reacted, bravely stepped forward to greet him, and said with a flattering smile.

"I didn't know that when Lord Wu'an arrived, he would be greeted from afar!"

His eyes swept over Jia Yian's face. Zhao Yinshun looked around the room, adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and showed a satisfied smile.

"Everyone is here, which saves me the trouble of looking for you alone."

Hearing this, everyone's vests went cold, they forced out ugly smiles and apologized in embarrassment.

"If Mr. Wu An has any orders, just let him know. We will do our best..."

"That's a good feeling. I have something I want to ask you for help with."

As soon as their eyes lit up, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I am not afraid that you will speak, but I am afraid that you will not speak!

"Mr. Wu An, please speak."

"Yangzhou suffered a major disaster this time, and all industries in Chongyungang were in ruins. It's almost the New Year, and I want to bring some joy to everyone..."

Listening carefully to the young man's words, everyone was mentally prepared for bleeding, but they didn't expect that his next words would stop them.

"To this end, I plan to hang some decorations on the street lamps in the city."

Everyone looked at each other and frowned in confusion, feeling baffled.

Did he want to decorate it with gold?

It doesn’t cost much. Is there any profound meaning in this?

Just when everyone was confused, several businessmen who had participated in the previous meeting suddenly widened their eyes, as if they understood something, their whole bodies trembled involuntarily, and they looked at the young man with distorted expressions.

On the other side, looking at the expectant young man, Jia Yian glared at him, and finally had no choice but to ask.

"I wonder what materials Mr. Wu An wants to use for decoration?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun patted Jia Yian's shoulder and raised an indescribable arc at the corner of his mouth.

"you."

"Um?"

There was no reaction for a moment. Jia Yian looked at him strangely and waited quietly for the next step.

But after a few seconds, he found that Zhao Yinshun was still looking at him expectantly. Jia Yian's eyebrows jumped, and he gradually figured out that something was wrong.

"Do you need us to provide any materials?"

"No, I just need you."

"…………"

Staring at his gradually shrinking frightened childish hole, Zhao Yinshun pursed his lips and showed a shy smile.

"I would like to borrow your heads, and I hope that you, the pillars of Damin, will not be grudges. After you die, I will take care of your wife...well, I will confiscate your home and exterminate your clan, so don't worry about it!"

Looking at Zhao Yinshun's kind and shy smile, everyone's facial features were distorted and they forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Wu An, don't be ridiculous."

However, after hearing these words, the smile on Zhao Yinshun's face suddenly disappeared, and the biting chill instantly froze the room.

"Who is kidding you?"

"I use you as street lamp decorations because I think highly of you, don't you think it's flattering!"
Chapter completed!