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?”
Feng Zidong nodded, and said: “Your dad knows about the existence of the Huben Camp. He mentioned in his email that someone saw a male warrior named Feng and a female warrior named Xu in it, and The two are still husband and wife, which coincides with my parents’ surnames, so he speculated that these two people should be my parents.”