In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The atmosphere at the funeral was depressing.

Mr. Li had a complicated expression on his face, and the distinguished guests also looked at each other in confusion.

Zhang Xiangbei said that he was here to collect debts.

If we really talk about pressure, Mr. Li actually has the least pressure.

His two sons were gone, and all his debts had been paid off.

The distinguished guests are even a little envious of Mr. Li, who has already finished the pain.

Unlike them, although their participation is not high and they are just playing a supporting role, they have not suffered any pain yet...

"Why don't you start the banquet first?" Zhang Xiangbei looked back at Mr. Li. "Don't delay the funeral process."

Mr. Li twitched the corner of his mouth.

This guy named Zhang is really fucking evil.

How many corpses are lying next to the coffin? Let’s have a feast?

Can you eat it?

Do you have that appetite?

Mr. Li struggled for a while, pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I think everyone is hungry too."

Upon seeing this, Xiao Liao ordered people to carry away the body, washed the blood-stained ground, and arranged to set the table and serve the food.

Although the coffin was made of ordinary material and the candles were filled with smoke, the specifications of the main dishes were still in place.

There are a few dishes that are expressly prohibited by the three courtyards...

Zhang Xiangbei sat on the main table with everyone's humility.

Next door is Master Li.

Next door is the You family father and daughter.

Because the atmosphere was quite solemn, the bosses did not talk about the culture of the wine table, so the common practice of running around the table to toast was omitted.

The main reason is that the floor is slippery and I am afraid of spraining my feet.

"Xiao Zhang." Mr. Li seemed to have forgotten his grief, sitting stiffly in his chair and leaning on his crutch. "Do you think your father is really that much worse than you?"

"He went up the mountain and didn't dare to do anything or say anything."

"And you are lawless and unscrupulous." Mr. Li narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, and said every word. "If you want to kill someone, kill someone."

"Are you really not afraid of revenge?"

Mr. Li's eyes flashed with a suffocating cold light: "Are you really afraid that you won't be able to go home?"

Zhang Xiangbei took a sip of wine and said calmly: "In terms of wisdom and martial arts, he is indeed slightly inferior to me."

Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said, "The mountain and the foot of the mountain are, in principle, two different worlds."

"Of course." Zhang Xiangbei said expressionlessly. "Is this such a big place on the mountain? The land below the mountain is vast, rich in resources, talented people, and nice to talk to. It can't compare to the mountain."

Master Li felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart when he saw Zhang Xiangbei's bossy look.

He took a deep breath and stared directly at Zhang Xiangbei: "If you want to collect debts, then you have to collect debts from all the people who came from that era."

"When an avalanche occurs, how can a snowflake be innocent?"

Zhang Xiangbei frowned: "Secretly changing concepts? Playing word games with me?"

Mr. Li sneered sadly and resentfully: "I wish you success in collecting debts and not a single bad debt."

"Thank you." Zhang Xiangbei slowly picked up the wine glass and glanced sideways at the coffin. "Your condolences."

"I will give you a list." Mr. Li drank the bitter wine in the glass and said word by word.

"The more detailed the better." Zhang Xiangbei reminded.

"Of course." Mr. Li exhaled and said with sinister eyes. "It will be more detailed than you can imagine."

Zhang Xiangbei frowned slightly and said nothing.

"By the way, has Lin Qingxi told you that her father is still alive?"

Mr. Li suddenly asked: "And you live on the top of the mountain?"

Zhang Ruoyu's body suddenly tensed up, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes: "What do you want to say?"

"Strictly speaking, whatever I do, I have to obey his orders, and everyone here has to act based on his expression."

“Including my son’s decision to go down the mountain, it was also his decision.”

Zhang Xiangbei's face darkened slightly and he fell into silence.

When Mr. Li saw this, he felt abnormally excited: "Your aunt, didn't you tell you anything?"

"That's right. After all, there is no blood relationship. How could she betray her terrible father for you?"

Zhang Xiangbei's expression became increasingly gloomy.

Mr. Li grinned with an evil look on his face and sighed: "The first person on the list is him. When your father refused to carry out the mission of narrow escape, it was he who used strong tactics to force your father to submit."

"Eight thousand Beimang soldiers were all wiped out overnight." Mr. Li said in a trembling voice. "Blood stained the battlefields in the outer world. Some soldiers' bodies were not even found. Under the nameless monument, only a Beimang sign was buried."

"After dinner, I will lead you." Mr. Li's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth. "He lives on the top of the mountain. Next to the yard, there is the most magnificent statue on the mountain. It is easy to find."

The beauty suddenly overturned the dining table and cursed angrily: "Old man Li, are you finished yet?!"

Mr. Li stood up on crutches and laughed twice: "Are you in a hurry?"

"Are you still scared?" Mr. Li changed the topic and said with a fierce look in his eyes. "Are you afraid that Zhang Xiangbei will die on the top of the mountain? Are you afraid that all of your hard work, which you have been waiting for for half a lifetime, will turn to ashes overnight?"