Jing Yan's puzzled eyes fell on the Ninth Elder and the Zhang Family members.
What exactly did these people from the Zhang Family mean?
They made such a grand display to have him come over, just to ask where the resources he had given to Zhang Yu came from?
But why did they all look disappointed after hearing that he was from Donglin City? What did it matter to the Zhang Family where he was from? Or where the resources he had given to the Dean came from?
His thoughts flashed rapidly.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Jing Yan felt a stir in his heart.
At this moment, inside the Zhang Family's guest room, although Zhang Yibing, the Clan Leader, and several Zhang Family elders were present, the one leading the discussion was Zhang Yu's father, the Ninth Elder of the Zhang Family.
This probably wasn't without reason.
Jing Yan vaguely guessed the thoughts of these people from the Zhang Family; he couldn't help but feel like laughing. The Zhang Family people had clearly misunderstood his actions.
