Following Zhong Qinglei's question, the Doumen cultivators present instantly became quiet.

They all looked at Liu Zhengyang with anticipation, as if they regarded Liu Zhengyang as a Bodhisattva who saved suffering.

Liu Zhengyang was slightly startled, then scratched his head. He was really stopped by Zhong Qinglei, and he felt as if he was faceless to many Doumen cultivators. After all, everyone was waiting for his answer with anticipation. If he said he didn't know, God knows what the monks in Doumen would think.

The prestige he has built with great difficulty may also be dissipated as a result.

After thinking for a while, Liu Zhengyang couldn't think of a foolproof method, so he hurriedly summoned Zhang Feng from the secret palace.

Even Cai Qin was released by him.

Zhang Feng and Cai Qin suddenly appeared in the open space, which immediately attracted the attention of the Doumen cultivator.

For the time being, they are not entangled in the issue of saving people.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Zhengyang asked Zhang Feng in a low voice, "Zhang Feng, hurry up and come up with a countermeasure."

Zhang Feng rolled his eyes upwards, and was so depressed that he almost spit out blood, and said, "Uncle Liu, do you know what you are asking for? You have such high expectations and evaluations of me, I am very happy, but are you right? Consider my feelings too."

Zhong Qinglei and the owner of Panmen watched Liu Zhengyang and Zhang Feng arguing, and they were dumbfounded.

How dare Liu Zhengyang agree to so many Doumen monks without a clue just now?

How bold is this?

If he promises but can't do it, is he not afraid of backfire?

At the same time, the middle-aged man had noticed that the reaction of Liu Zhengyang and others was not quite right.

He walked over slowly, overheard Liu Zhengyang and others chatting, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Are you discussing ways to save people? If there is anything we need to use, or what information needs to be used, You can ask me."

When the middle-aged man spoke, he was somewhat suspicious, but at the same time revealed infinite confidence.

It can be seen that his status in Doumen is still quite high.

There must be a lot to know.

But the more so, the harder it is to fool him.

Liu Zhengyang didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He could only look at Zhang Feng expectantly.

Zhang Feng sighed helplessly, then stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, what's the name of the uncle?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Zhengyang suspiciously, then looked at Zhang Feng, and then slowly replied: "My name is Zhang Qin, I am the deputy city owner of Doumen Heyin City, who are you? What is your relationship with Liu Alliance Lord? I think your strength is not in the realm of Dao?"

The middle-aged man named Zhang Qin instantly stabbed Zhang Feng's sore spot, making Zhang Feng angry.

He said angrily: "I'm the staff of Alliance Leader Liu, can't I? The staff don't need to charge, do they need such a strong strength? If you don't believe me, you can find a way to save people yourself."

Although he said so, from Zhang Feng's frantic attitude, he still cares about his own strength.

Otherwise, he could have laughed it off.

Zhang Qin didn't dare to sprinkle salt on his scars when he saw his reaction, but changed the subject and said, "Since even Alliance Leader Liu is willing to ask your opinion, of course I believe in your ability, but I don't know about you. What are the countermeasures now? Can you give us a rough idea?"

When Zhang Qin asked questions, he kept looking at Zhang Feng.