Before Lin Yi finished speaking, Jiang Dong interrupted him, "You mean, today is a Hongmen Banquet?"

"Whether it is a Hongmen Banquet? It depends on Brother Jiang's thoughts." Lin Yi shook his head slightly and sighed, "With my understanding of Brother Jiang, today this matter will definitely not end well."

"Haha!" Jiang Dong didn't say much. In fact, he had already guessed a general idea through Lin Yi's words.

"Let's go!" Lin Yi waved his hand helplessly, turned his head and said to the beautiful secretary: "You stay in the car and wait for me."

"Yes, Lin Dong." The beauty secretary returned to the Rolls-Royce Phantom without expression.

When the beauty secretary sat in the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Lin Yi subconsciously turned his head to look at the scar strong behind Jiang Dong.

"Brother Dong, I'll be waiting for you in the car too!" Dao Scarqiang knew immediately, and in order to avoid embarrassment, he took the initiative to ask not to follow Jiangdong to enter the arena.

Scar Qiang did this, one is to drive over to meet Jiangdong at any time, and the other is to avoid unnecessary disputes.

"No need." Jiang Dong said calmly: "You are my person, wherever I go, you go."

After saying this, Jiang Dong ignored Lin Yi, who had an ugly expression, and walked straight towards the ancient temple-like temple.

Lin Yi gave a very helpless bitter smile, and then said to Scar Qiang, "Let's go together!"

Scar Qiang didn't say a word, just nodded, and followed behind Jiang Dong and Lin Yi, and the three of them walked towards the ancient temple in a stride.

Along the way, Jiangdong didn't even see a single figure, but he could feel it with his extraordinary strength. There were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark. It is no exaggeration to say that the entire manor is hidden in the dark. The guards are definitely not less than a hundred people!

Worthy of being the Lin family's old mansion, this defensive force is indeed in line with his identity and status.

Before the three of Jiangdong came to the ancient temple, Lin Yi was afraid that Jiangdong would do something out of the ordinary. He stepped forward in front of Jiangdong and cautiously knocked on the golden knocker on the wooden door.

Bang bang bang...

Accompanied by a dull crash, there was a response from the ancient hall...

"Come in." An old voice penetrated the simple wooden door and entered the ears of the Jiangdong group.

After getting the answer, Lin Yi slowly opened the wooden door.

Squeak!

A series of harsh sounds of hinges rubbing appeared, and then the wooden door was finally pushed open.

What caught Jiangdong's eyes was a magnificent but antique hall.

The hall is filled with all kinds of furniture made of top-quality solid wood, such as the Grand Master Chair, the Eight Immortal Table, and the Luohan Couch.

And on the walls around the hall, there are all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, and there are also a dazzling array of vases and porcelains on the ground. These things are valuable antiques at first glance.

If this kind of antique is in ordinary people's house, it will definitely be offered on a board, but in the Lin family, it is so casually hung on the wall and placed on the ground... The Lin family's handwriting is really not small!

After that, Jiang Dong and Daoqiang followed Lin Yi and walked into the hall.

In addition to Jiangdong's three people, there were eight people sitting in the hall. Counting Lin Yi who stood in the corner staring at Jiangdong sullenly, that was nine people.

Of course, Jiang Dong is definitely not interested in ordinary people. From the first time he entered the hall, his eyes were firmly locked on the old man sitting in the top seat...