The Ace Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl

Chapter 1697: Chapter 1697: Because My Surname Is Meng

Meng Yunzheng sneered coldly, a flash of ruthlessness passing through his eyes, and thrust his sword towards him.

Fifth Guo cried out in panic, ”Wait, wait a moment, you can’t kill me. Do you know who my master is? Do you know whose territory this black market is?”

”Yes, the Second Prince.”

Fifth Guo had initially intended to bluff, but upon hearing this, he was so frightened that he almost lost his footing. He looked at him incredulously, ”You, you know? How did you find out?”

In the eyes of the world, the Second Prince was already someone who had died in an accident.

Even this operation was ostensibly led by the Third Prince, and those who knew the Second Prince was still alive were very few. Meng Yunzheng wasn’t supposed to know.

Meng Yunzheng’s hands itched to finish him off then and there, but this person seemed to know quite a bit of information. He wanted to see if he could extract some useful information from him.

Therefore, he refrained from taking action and instead pulled out a bead.

”Recognize this?”

Fifth Guo squinted his eyes; the visibility here was too dim, and he couldn’t see clearly.

Meng Yunzheng had no intention of letting him see it clearly either; he simply said, ”Back then, you were unwilling to sell the black market in Jiangyuan County to me because you were afraid I might accidentally discover something and thus uncover who the black market boss was, right? But even though I didn’t buy the black market, I know everything I should know. I know that the person who killed my maternal grandfather’s family back then was an assassin sent by Gong Qiu, and that assassin lost a bead, which my cousin has been holding—it’s this very one in my hand. Later, someone even found an identical bead on the wrist of the black market’s former steward.”

Fifth Guo’s pupils shrank, never thinking that they would be exposed by such an inconspicuous bead.

Meng Yunzheng said, ”What do you think, an assassin from Gong Qiu and the former steward of the black market both having the same kind of bead, what does that imply? It implies that the two of them were closely connected. And the black market is also related to Gong Qiu, possibly he is the boss behind the scenes. But Gong Qiu was beheaded, I saw it with my own eyes, he’s dead, yet the black market continues to operate normally and even plans to withdraw from Jiangyuan County in an orderly manner. Now, if there isn’t someone in charge behind it all, who would believe it? The black market is a colossal entity, and the person in charge must not have a simple identity. Other than the Second Prince, whose cause of death was suspicious, who else could have such capabilities?”

Fifth Guo felt that Meng Yunzheng was terrifying, no wonder the master instructed not to have too much contact with him.

Look, the moment he arrived at the black market, everything was turned upside down.

Fifth Guo felt a chill all over, forcing a smile, ”Not surprised, it’s Young Master Meng. Since you know the master’s abilities, you should stand on our side and help the master. Your skills are extraordinary, and you are clever and learned. When the master ascends to a high position in the future, he will definitely not treat you poorly. After all, you and the master are brothers...”

Meng Yunzheng thrust his sword forward, and Fifth Guo was still trying to persuade him by every possible means, taken by surprise that he would actually make a move.

He grasped the sword in his chest, lifted his head, and his expression was one of utter confusion.

”You... why?”

Meng Yunzheng was deeply regretful, expecting to extract some useful information from him, but all he got was pointless talk.

”Why? Because my surname is Meng. Oh, by the way, there’s something else I need to tell you. Back when you sold the black market to Old Master Miao, we had actually already negotiated a deal with him. A year later, he was supposed to transfer the estate to me. Last month marked exactly one year, and now that estate and mountain are under my name.”