She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Zhan was exhausted from fighting with so many people alone and was injured.

Now they are waiting for someone to handle the follow-up matters.

"Who is your third uncle?"

Du Li was confused.

If he remembered correctly, the Yan family had only two sons.

Yan Tingyu told him that he had only one older brother and no younger brothers.

The man next to Manshu, as she had introduced before, was her fiancé.

"My third uncle is my fiancé. It's just a title. You don't need to mind it."

"He was my master's former apprentice, but now he has been expelled from the sect. I replaced him and became my master's last disciple."

Dury?

Although this relationship sounds complicated, what he is more curious about is, can the last disciple be changed?

"I know you all mean well in this matter."

Du Li was actually a little touched.

Since he fell into poverty, countless people have taken advantage of his misfortune, but only a few have come to his aid.

When he was the Stone King, he actually helped some people, but most of those people changed after he lost power.

Praising the powerful and bullying the weak is the norm in the business world.

Du Li has accepted this over the years.

"However, if you beat the Gambling Stone King, it would be even more dangerous. He would not allow anyone to challenge his authority."

The title of the Gambling Stone King is enough to bring him countless wealth.

Naturally, he would not allow anyone to surpass him.

Like Mr. Zhu, the gambling stone king knew that he could not confront Mr. Zhu head-on, so he did not touch him for a long time.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't regard Mr. Zhu as a thorn in his side.

Moreover, he really didn't find the opportunity before, but now he has won over Zhu Kuangsheng's eldest disciple, right?

If he could incite his own disciples to rebel, it is easy to imagine that the gambling stone king had long wanted to deal with Mr. Zhu.

Inciting his apprentice to rebel is just the first step.

"This is Myanmar, not China. The power that Kun has developed over the years is definitely beyond your imagination."

"Even Mr. Zhu, I'm afraid he's looking for an opportunity to make a move."

"He's not looking for an opportunity, he's already made the move."

"So, we are dealing with him not just for you," Manshu explained.

"Even if you weren't there, we would have given it a try with the gambling stone king."

"Who made him rebel against my eldest senior brother and bully my second senior brother?"

Du Li: “…”

He just felt that the little girl was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Also, he has been the gambling king for too long and likes to monopolize. It is said that there are already many people who dislike him."

"As the saying goes, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it. I believe that more than one person wants to overthrow him and divide up his territory."

Manshu was not wrong in saying this.

Not only were these business people dissatisfied with the gambling stone king, but even the association that organized the public auction was somewhat dissatisfied with the gambling stone king.

He is too overbearing and doesn't give small mine owners a way to survive.

What Myanmar needs is more competition among businesses and the flourishing of a hundred schools of thought, rather than one person monopolizing the market.

If you do this, the business will be ruined sooner or later, which will not be good for the public.

"Isn't your son still in the hands of the gambling stone king?"

"As long as he falls, your son might be able to come back to you."

Manshu's words did make Du Li feel a little moved.

He endured humiliation and hardship all for the sake of his son.

However, his excitement only lasted for a moment.

Because his son refuses to acknowledge him at all and is ashamed of him. Can he really acknowledge such a son?