Zongwu: At the beginning, I was cheated by Yaoyue

"What, the murderer who killed Master Xuan Bei was my father?"

"How is this possible! My father passed away many years ago!"

"Who on earth could say such a ridiculous thing!"

Murong Fu was dressed in white, holding a folding fan, and was very elegant.

At this moment, because of a word from his retainer Feng Bo'e, his face was full of anger and became hideous.

Bao Bu Tong said:"Young Master, nothing is impossible, this is what Mr. Qin said!"

Deng Baichuan and Gongsun Qian nodded in agreement:"There is no doubt that the master faked his death at the beginning."

The four retainers were loyal to the Murong family and wanted to help Murong Fu restore the country.

After receiving this news, the four were also very excited.

Following Murong Fu for so many years.

The four had long seen that compared with the master, the young master was far inferior in all aspects.

Now that the master is faking his death, although the truth is unknown, it is certain that it must be for the consideration of restoring the country.

"Faking death? Mr. Qin said so?"

Murong Fu was stunned.

Now when talking about Mr. Qin, basically everyone in the martial arts world tacitly agreed that he was the one from Kowloon City.

It was said that he could calculate the secrets of heaven and knew everything.

At first, Murong Fu did not think so.

However, after two months of observation and verification, everything Mr. Qin predicted was correct.

Murong Fu also believed that this person was more terrifying than the clay Buddha.

"Since it was said by Mr. Qin, then... then it can't be wrong."

"But why did my father fake his death?"

"Why did he kill Master Xuanbei? And he used Master Xuanbei's best skill, the Skanda Pestle."

"Give him what he wants you to give to him. Everyone thinks I did it.……"

Murong Fu was full of doubts.

Isn't this just pitting his son?

You can say it was an unintentional mistake, but this was obviously not an accident.

How can a father pit his son like this and let his son take the blame?

"Perhaps they think you are not capable enough, so they are testing you and trying to see how you can resolve this crisis."

Deng Baichuan pondered.

After thinking about it, this is the only reason that seems to make sense.

Bao Bu Tong and the other two nodded in agreement, and they also thought that this should be the case.

"Hahaha, you guys, stop guessing here!"

"What do you mean by deliberately testing Fuer? Such a lowly method is simply an insult to my intelligence!"

Accompanied by a long whistle, the door was suddenly pushed open.

An old man with gray hair and a green shirt strode in. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, with an eagle's eyes and a wolf's gaze, and his momentum was amazing.

Seeing him, the five men in the room were all ecstatic.

"father!"

"Master!"

The man who came was Murong Bo.

He smiled and nodded to the five people, then continued:

"At first, I wanted to use the One Finger Yang to attack Master Xuanbei and put the blame on Dali, thus causing a conflict between Dali and Shaolin Temple."

"However, Master Xuanbei was very powerful, and my One Yang Finger was not good enough, so I couldn't do anything to him."

"There was no choice but to kill him by"returning the favor the way he has been treated".

After listening to Murong Bo's explanation,

Deng Baichuan and the other three were a little embarrassed. The excuses they had made for the master just now were indeed a bit forced.

It turned out that it was all their wishful thinking. The real situation was like this.

""Dad, what have you been doing these years? What should we do next?" Murong Fu asked

"Those things are not worth mentioning. I originally wanted to continue hiding and do things in secret."

"But your cousin wanted to help you and found Qin Tian, and accidentally exposed me. I had no choice but to come out."

"Next, we will go to Kowloon City."

Murong Bo said calmly. He was caught off guard by the sudden exposure of his decades of planning and hiding.

Fortunately, he had taken precautions.

Murong Fu said,"I am also preparing to go to Kowloon City. I originally wanted to ask the murderer who killed Master Xuan Bei.……"

Murong Bo smiled and said,"There is no such thing as a wall without cracks. You don't need to say more. I don't mean to blame your cousin."

Deng Baichuan and the others smiled.

They thought, although the young master is usually cold and indifferent to Miss Wang, he still cares about her in his heart.

"Dad, this time you go there, you also want to get the secret from Mr. Qin, right?"

"If we get this person's help, it will be easy to restore the country. However, this person is unfathomable, so we need to make long-term plans."

"Sir, according to the latest information, Mr. Qin's ability to reveal secrets depends on his mood and fate."

"I already know this, money won't work. Fu'er, your cousin may need help with this matter."

Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu again, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

As the saying goes, cousins are born to be together.

Wang Yuyan is beautiful and extraordinary, and she is deeply in love with his son.

His son also has her in his heart.

Murong Bo really couldn't bear to break them up, but for the sake of the great cause of restoring the country, he had to let go of things like love.

Murong Fu asked curiously,"Cousin to help? What can she do to help?"

Deng Baichuan, Bao Bu Tong and others next to him had already reacted, but they didn't say a word.

A man should have ambitions to make achievements and establish his career, so how could he be sentimental ?

"Mr. Qin is face-blind and can't tell who is who. It is said that Yao Yue and Shangguan Haitang have successfully impersonated his wife."

"But he told his wife everything he knew, even if it was to ask about the secrets of heaven, he would not look at his mood or fate."

After Murong Bo finished speaking, he drank tea by himself.

Hearing this.

Murong Fu had a bitter face and remained silent. He looked at his father, who sat there without saying a word, as if waiting for him to express his opinion.

With a long sigh,

Murong Fu said:"Dad, I know what to do. When the time comes, I will convince Yuyan to help us."

Murong Bo was delighted, stood up and patted his son on the shoulder:"Good! You are worthy of being my son, Murong Bo. After the restoration of the country, you can find any woman you want!"