Chapter 43 Exchange of Information

Let's not think about it for now. Let's ask Li Zi how things are going. Liang Pin rubbed his temples, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Li Zi, "Everything is fine here. How are you doing over there?"

"Master Liang, I was just about to send you a message. Today, a lot of Xiao Liang pastry shops suddenly appeared on the market, claiming to be sub-shops of our shop. The products they sell are the same products that we had problems with before, and they are selling them at a discount. It's simply a loss-making marketing. A lot of people bought them, but I didn't receive any notification at all."

"Hide the USB drive." Liang Pin was silent for a while and then hung up the phone.

What's so strange about this? Who else could have done this except Brother Wei? Liang Pin's chest was heaving violently with anger. He suddenly threw back the quilt, put on his shoes, and went downstairs to question Wei Yijue.

He had said that he would persuade the family to stop spreading the original flour so that he could secretly stop using the ingredients. However, he only stopped his own shop and opened more branches even more rampantly.

Liang Pin rushed to the door in a hurry, and caught a glimpse of the breakfast that the butler had just brought to the table. The breakfast was very simple, with shark fin porridge and meat-filled steamed buns.

I could hear the low, magnetic voice of Aramatsu in my ears, "Little thing, you have to eat breakfast in the morning."

Liang Pin stopped immediately, drank a few mouthfuls of porridge in a hurry, stuffed a small steamed bun in his mouth, and continued to walk downstairs.

"Brother Wei! You lied to me!" Liang Pin came to the living room and saw Wei Yijue lying leisurely on the sofa reading a magazine, and he became even angrier.

He walked angrily to Wei Yijue while yelling, "Brother Wei, why do you want to open so many branches? I've told you it's useless, why are you still doing this?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yijue lowered his eyes with a deliberately lonely look, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and said softly: "Liang Liang, it's not me."

Seeing Wei Yijue's expression, Liang Pin swallowed back the anger that was about to come out and said dryly, "Wei, Brother Wei, who else could it be if not you? Don't lie to me."

Wei Yijue sighed, closed the magazine and placed it on the sofa beside him, then gently pulled Liang Pin to sit beside him, sighing, "Liang Liang, although I didn't do it, I just found out about it today. I can't do anything about it. Such a large production chain is beyond my control. You also know that the only thing I can control in City A is your shop."

"What should we do? Why don't they listen? Why do they continue to do it when I tell them it's useless? What good will it do them if everyone is weak?" Liang Pin said angrily.

No! No, Liang Pin's intuition told him that everything was wrong.

If Brother Wei couldn't control this production chain, he wouldn't have been able to meet Vergil, the son of the richest man in France. If I remember correctly, Brother Song said that all of Vergil's products were produced in cooperation with Brother Wei.

But Brother Wei didn't look like he was lying. Could it be that I was just being too sensitive and thinking the wrong thing? No matter what, I should think long-term.

"Liang Liang, you have to think carefully about the fake marriage. With one more person, we will have more strength to fight against the family." After hearing Liang Pin's angry words, Wei Yijue patted Liang Pin's shoulder and spoke softly, with a faint curve at the corner of his mouth.

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Go to the island, Wu Family Mansion

Wu Zhenyuan had already dismissed many servants and had been waiting for a long time. Since he heard Zhao Huang's description last night, he had not slept well all night, and he had been waiting for them to come early this morning.

At this time, four people were already sitting at a table. Zhao Nianchen obviously didn't understand what was going on. Looking at everyone sitting in their seats with serious expressions, he felt a little uneasy.

"Boss, why do you guys look like that?" Zhao Nianchen leaned close to Alan Song's ear and asked timidly.

"...Why is he here too?" A Lansong frowned slightly and looked at the two family heads, Wu Zhenyuan and Zhao Huang, in confusion.

“.....”

Wu Zhenyuan coughed and spoke again: "Well... As the mediators of the two alliances, you two should be tied together in everything."

Zhao Huang said seriously, "It's okay, we'll just talk about our own thing and pretend he doesn't exist."

Zhao Nianchen: “…?”

Aramatsu: “….”

Alan Song paused and said, "Okay, since the two heads of the family have said so, I will not hide it. I just hope that you, father, have already known some information. I wonder if you can let me go with Zhao Nianchen to the outside world."

"That depends on whether we can reach an agreement next." Wu Zhenyuan and Zhao Huang looked at each other and said in a deep voice.

"How about this? I will reveal a piece of information first. If you two heads of the family agree, you can also share a piece of information. We can go back and forth like this, exchanging information with each other until we finally reach an agreement. What do you two heads of the family think?"

"Okay." Wu Zhenyuan touched his crutch and thought.

"Okay, kid, you speak first." Zhao Huang said to Alan Song.

"Wei Yijue, the eldest son of the Wei family, is now collecting the soul power of ordinary people in the outside world under the pretext of selling cakes."

The two family heads looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Wu Zhenyuan said, "The Wei family heirloom is a thing called a blood bead. It is said that if all the blood beads are gathered, something unexpected will happen, and the gathered thing is the soul."

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After hearing this, Alan Song continued, "Wei Yijue mixed something called raw powder into the pastry. It is this thing that absorbs power. The materials required to make it are 10,000 boys and airless spirit stones."

"Decades ago, the Wei family invaded countless orphanages outside and stole many boys. It turned out that they were used as raw powder!" Wu Zhenyuan tapped his crutch and snorted coldly.

"Although there is no spiritual energy on the island anymore, the Feng Shui treasure land created by our ancestors makes this place rich in family energy. Therefore, as long as any personnel matters related to family members produce cause and effect, they will be intervened by destiny." Zhao Huang replied.

Arami continued, "It is the soul power collected by the original powder that provides the mother stone with its power."

Zhao Huang's face changed after he finished speaking. He had never thought that the source of his mother stone's power was so cruel. He said something that even Wu Zhenyuan didn't know. "The Yang family is good at predicting the hexagrams, and they are very accurate. The blood bead was originally from the Yang family."

Alan Song continued, "The Soul-Catching Bell can extract the soul of a person who has consumed the original powder, take the person's flesh and blood to sacrifice to the Airless Spirit Stone, and then put the remaining soul back in. This is the complete method of resurrection."

!!! Before the two family heads could finish their shock, Alan Song continued, "But this method is like a drop in the bucket, it is useless."

Zhao Nianchen heard so much at once, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, and asked with a trembling voice, "I've always heard that the Wei family started the war, so they are actually harming the outside world to prepare to collect blood beads, right?"

A Lansong sorted out all the information and speculated, "Now everything is clear. What the Wei family did was not for the purpose of resurrection, but to replace the mother stone with the blood bead in order to collect all the blood beads."

"It doesn't sound like a good thing." Zhao Nianchen curled his lips.