But unexpectedly, after only an hour or two, Feng Zidong described another of them that he had never seen before.

After about two minutes of silence, Ye Chen asked Feng Zidong: "Uncle Feng, before my father's accident, what else did he say besides telling you that your parents might still be alive?"

Feng Zidong's expression became serious, and he said word by word: "Your father also said that he and your mother have left Yanjing because your mother offended a very ancient and powerful mysterious organization, which has existed for at least three years. For four hundred years, its strength and background far exceed all one person's imagination of a mysterious organization."

Surprised, Ye Chen looked at Feng Zidong and asked him, "Uncle Feng, is the organization you're talking about called the Poqinghui?"

"You also know about the Po Qinghui?!" Feng Zidong was stunned for a moment, looking at Ye Chen with a shocked expression.

Ye Chen nodded, and said truthfully: "To tell you the truth, I have some contact with Po Qing, but not much."

Feng Zidong asked him in amazement: "How did you come into contact with the Po Qinghui?"

Ye Chen said frankly: "It was a coincidence that I came into contact with the Poqing Society. They wanted to assassinate my grandparents in the United States. I captured one of them as a prisoner, and followed that prisoner to find some information related to the Poqing Society. clue."

Feng Zidong asked in amazement: "Twenty years have passed, and the Poqing Society still hasn't spared your mother's family?!"

Ye Chen smiled wryly: "Why not let it go, my third aunt has been married to my third uncle for nearly twenty years, but no one would have thought that she would be the one who broke the Qing meeting."

"What?!" Feng Zidong's eyes widened: "Why did the Poqing Society hide in An's house for twenty years... Your parents are gone, what's the point of hiding in An's house for them?"

Feng Zidong's question was also something that Ye Chen couldn't figure out.

He also didn't understand why the Po Qinghui invested so much energy in his grandmother's family, even planting a bomb that was delayed for twenty years.

If it is said that they are greedy for Anjia's money, this reason is also difficult to hold, because the wealth of the Qing Dynasty should be much stronger than that of Anjia, and they control so many dead soldiers, Xiaoqiwei, special envoys, and Jiedu envoys Even for the dark masters of the Huben camp, making money is simply the easiest thing for them, and there is no need to keep an eye on Anjia.

So this also means that they have other plans for Anjia.

But what Ye Chen was most confused about was that he didn't know what the intention was.

Therefore, Ye Chen could only say to Feng Zidong: "About the intention of the Poqing Association for An's family, I actually didn't understand it. It seems a little unreasonable to say that they are doing it for money; it seems that they are angry at An's family because of my parents. It doesn't seem to be tenable, after all, if they solve the An family's plan, they definitely don't need to wait so long with their strength."

"You're right." Feng Zidong sighed, and said, "Perhaps Po Qinghui wants to get something special from An Jia."

Ye Chen shook his head: "I can't think of anything they would be interested in in the An family. It's not surprising that the An family has nothing but money, and there are no warriors in the An family's immediate family, let alone money. It is impossible to have any exercises or pills."

Feng Zidong nodded in agreement, and said, "I'm afraid only the high-level members of the Qing Dynasty will know about this matter."

Ye Chen asked curiously: "Uncle Feng, what information did my dad disclose to you before the accident?"

Feng Zidong said: "In the email your father sent me before the accident, besides mentioning the Poqing Society, he also told me that my parents are most likely in the Poqing Society. The existence of masters in the realm."

Ye Chen spat out three words: "Hu Ben Ying!"

Feng Zidong's expression was even more horrified: "You also know about Huben Camp?"

Ye Chen said indifferently: "Only eight-star fighters have the opportunity to join the Huben camp. As long as they join the Huben camp, they will become masters of the dark realm within ten years. Am I right?"

"Yes..." Feng Zidong nodded, and looked at Ye Chen: "It seems that your understanding of the Poqinghui is almost the same as mine. My understanding of the Poqinghui is as high as Huben Camp."

Ye Chen asked curiously: "Uncle Feng, I'm curious, how do you know this? Did you get in touch with your parents?"

Feng Zidong said: "Yes, my parents are in the Qinghui, and they are both in the Huben camp!"

Ye Chen had vaguely guessed that this would be the case, so he couldn't help sighing: "It seems that all warriors in the world cannot escape the temptation to become a master of the dark realm..."

After all, he asked Feng Zidong: "Uncle Feng, did my dad tell you this?" JrNovels.com