"Coming to my place with so many good dishes, you must have something else in mind, right?"

Meng Zhengyang straightened his chopsticks, opened a few disposable lunch boxes, and began to enjoy the braised pork slices and stir-fried twice-cooked pork.

"Uncle Meng is truly Uncle Meng; he has an excellent eye for people!"

Chen Chu chuckled and brought over a small stool.

"I've gotten myself into a little trouble."

"Tell me about it!"

Uncle Meng picked up a slice of meat and put it in his mouth.

"I killed one of Shao Siming's grandsons!"

puff!

Meng Zhengyang spat it out.

"What did you say? You killed Shao Siming's grandson?"

Meng Zhengyang raised an eyebrow and looked at Chen Chu with some disbelief.

"Which Shao Siming?"

Chen Chu answered honestly, “Fengdu Security Department, Junior Commander Sha Yuelin!”

"Fengdu? No, how did you manage to offend those people over there? They're over a thousand miles away from here!"

Meng Zhengyang suddenly felt that the wine he had just drunk didn't taste so sweet anymore.

However, the delicious food still made his mouth water.

So Meng Zhengyang said while eating, "Come on, tell me the details, and I'll see what's going on."

Chen Chu then recounted everything that Sha Hou had done, as well as the actions of those people from the Fengdu Security Department yesterday.

After saying that, Meng Zhengyang did not reply, but instead quickly and efficiently cleared away all the food in front of him.

He then let out a burp and said slowly.

"This is a bit tricky for you!"