I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 287 Let me make one and see.
The Tang family had never met Xia Yi, let alone Meng Qi, so they assumed that she was a member of the Shan Hai Tang group brought by Yang Yi.

Therefore, after glancing at it, I stopped paying attention.

Yang Yi was summoned by Xia Yunsong. To be precise, after obtaining Xia Yi's consent, they called Fang Bingjun, who then sent his trusted confidant to handle the matter.

"Director Yang has misunderstood. My third brother didn't mean that."

Tang Yingping explained with a forced smile, but in reality, he was very surprised because they had secretly investigated Xia Yi. He had entered the Shanhaitang Children's Hall at the age of ten and left at the age of thirteen, after which he had no further contact with Shanhaitang or the Children's Hall.

Although Fang Bingjun was her maternal grandfather, he didn't seem to care much about this granddaughter of the Xia family.

But now that the old man has sent his right-hand man over, it's clear the investigation is untrue.

"What does that mean? Six months ago, Xia Yi went to Nanling for tourism. How did she confront Tang Tian then, and how did Tang Tian break his leg? Your Tang family should all know that, right? Don't think that our Shanhaitang didn't say anything at the time because we didn't know about it. We just thought that Tang Tian's two legs were the price he deserved for his actions, and we didn't pursue it further. But we didn't expect that your Tang family would actually come to Qingzhou to hunt down Xia Yi."

“Director Yang,” Tang Yingping interrupted, forcing a smile, “the younger generation in the family acted impulsively and were ignorant of their own limitations, but I really didn’t know they were coming here.”

"Fine, since you didn't know, considering the three of them lost their lives, Shan Hai Tang will not pursue your responsibility. As for the feud between your Tang family and Xia Yi..."

"There is no grudge. Tang Tianjiu brought this upon himself and has nothing to do with Xia Yi."

Seeing that Tang Yingping was so understanding, Yang Yi smiled, "Uncle Tang is indeed worthy of being the heir designated by the Tang family head. He understands things very well. In that case, let's resolve this matter as soon as possible. I can then go back and report to Hall Master Fang."

"Yes, yes, yes, thank you for making this trip."

Tang Yingping may not fear Qingzhou or Xia Yunsong, but he cannot ignore Fang Bingjun, especially since the Sanhai Hall has the authority to deal with and punish cultivators who violate the rules.

"No, Director Yang, we can clear Xia Yi of suspicion, and we can apologize and compensate her for the harm these three children caused her. But they're dead, so we still need to find out who the murderer is, right?"

Seeing that Tang Yingping agreed to take the body away and dispose of it as Yang Yi suggested, Tang Laosan became anxious.

"Captain Yin, since the incident happened in Qingzhou, Captain Xia Xia should at least give us an explanation, right?"

Logically speaking, internal strife among cultivators should be investigated by the Mountain and Sea Hall, but because of Xia Yi, the Tang family was in the wrong and dared not make any more demands on Yang Yi.

Not daring to mention it to Yang Yi, they could only keep focusing on Qingzhou.

"An explanation? What kind of explanation does your Tang family want?"

Xiao Qi, who had been sitting quietly to the side, suddenly spoke up and looked up at Tang Laosan. Her dark eyes were pure and unreadable.

Tang Laosan was taken aback for a moment, then frowned impatiently and said, "A little girl like you, what right do you have to speak like this! Director Yang, is this one of your students? She's a bit rude."

"Hey, Third Master Tang, don't talk nonsense. She's not a student of our Mountain and Sea Hall,"

Yang Yi smiled and flatly denied it, "We would love to have her as one of ours, but the problem is that Qingzhou won't let her go."

Upon hearing Yang Yi's words, the Tang family members opposite them were all stunned. Then, they felt a blur before their eyes, and the two potted green plants on the conference table suddenly went bald. When they came to their senses, a leaf was resting in front of each of their eyes, its tip gleaming coldly, pressing against their eyelids, directly in front of their eyeballs.

A cold sweat broke out on everyone's forehead, especially Tang Laosan, because he was being treated specially; not only were there leaves in his eyes, but one was also stuck in his neck.

It was stuck in there, the tip of the leaf already embedded under the skin, and warm blood was flowing down his neck. In that instant, Tang Laosan's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Xiao Qi slowly stood up, supporting herself on the conference table with both hands, and looked at the group of people opposite her. "Do you all think Qingzhou is a pushover, that anyone can bully it? Why don't you try bullying one of them and let me see!"

The entire Tang family stared at Ye Zi, none of them uttering a sound.

Xiao Qi looked them over one by one and sneered, "It's just a leaf, and they're all so scared. Not a single one dares to open their mouth? The Tang family, the number one family in Nanling, is that it? So powerful?"

None of the Tang family members, including Tang Yingping, dared to speak. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but the sharp blades poking right in front of their eyes were too frightening, and some of them had even bled.

How can we get them to speak in this situation?
"You're not going to talk? Fine, since you won't talk, then I'll talk."

Xiao Qi straightened up and looked at Tang Yingping. "You say that Qingzhou should be responsible for the deaths of Tang Ning and the other two in Qingzhou. Then let me ask you, did they get our permission to come to Qingzhou to hunt down Xia Yi because of personal grudges? No, right? Since they didn't, what does their death have to do with us?"
According to your logic, the place where the accident happened should be responsible. So if I tripped and fell at your Tang family's house, would you be responsible for me?

"That... Meng... Meng Xiao."

"Just call me Meng Qi."

Tang Yingping endured the stinging sensation in his eyelids and tried to remain calm as he looked at Xiao Qi. "Meng Qi, I just said that the three of them brought this on themselves. They are just unlucky, and it has nothing to do with Qingzhou."

“But that’s not what your brother just said, and you didn’t object at the time. It’s obvious that you couldn’t afford to offend Shanhaitang, so you wanted to use Qingzhou as a scapegoat.”

Xiao Qi had no intention of giving them any face. She ran her fingers over the two bare flowerpots on the table, and almost instantly they became lush and leafy again. The branches of the pothos grew rapidly, and in less than ten seconds, the long conference table was covered with green leaves.

Yang Yi, sitting to the side, showed no outward expression, but inwardly he was so shocked that his internal organs felt like they were about to shift.

This skill is unheard of!
I heard that Mengqi has been taking a break from school for the past few years because she has been cultivating with her master on Mount Sanqing. But in just three years, her cultivation level has increased so much.
Yang Yi was very curious: what level had she reached now?

At this moment, not only Yang Yi was shocked, but the Tang family members opposite him were also shocked.

Of course, they were not only shocked by Xiao Qi's abilities, but also trembled as they watched Tang Laosan, whose neck was wrapped with the green ivy paper strips.

"Miss Meng"

Tang Yingping was so anxious that large beads of cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He couldn't help but be anxious because Tang Laosan was already rolling his eyes back from being strangled by the branches.

He looked at Yin Zheng pleadingly, but Yin Zheng was engrossed in texting on his phone, not even glancing at them.

He looked at Yang Yi again, but the sanctimonious fellow was looking up at the ceiling.

Tang Yingping gritted his teeth, "Miss Meng Qi, how much money can buy my third brother's life? Name your price!"

The pothos vines stopped tightening and loosened a little. Tang Laosan's face, which had been purplish-red from holding his breath, was finally able to breathe. He gripped the vines with both hands and greedily inhaled as much air as he could.

The leaf that was originally stuck in his neck was still there, neither in nor out, still in the same place.

Happy National Day to everyone on the last day of September!
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