He Youqiu committed a serious crime. Perhaps the underworld would not care about him for the sake of the ancestors of Maoshan Sect, but this was the crime committed by Maoshan disciples after all.

If He Youqiu is not expelled from the sect, the crime will be recorded on the Maoshan school. In the future, when the Maoshan disciples go down, they will probably be greatly affected whether they are reincarnated or appointed as the God of Death.

If he has any request, he is not a Maoshan disciple, then after he goes down, the underworld will only pursue him, without affecting other Maoshan disciples.

In fact, He Yingqiu felt sorry for his only younger brother, but if he did not do this, the Mao family in Fuxi Daotang would become a sinner of the Maoshan Sect.

He Youqiu's mistakes made by himself should naturally bear the consequences, rather than letting the entire Maoshan send him to pay for him.

Yang Yifei sighed in his heart that his strength is still too weak! If a person like General Nuwa casts the Forbidden Curse of the Sun, do you see if the underworld dares to hold the blame?

At this time, Ma Dingdang hugged Xiao Maoyou, who had stopped crying and had already washed away, walked out.

Xiao Maoyou, who had been cleaned, looked even more pink and cute. He was quiet in Ma Dingdang's arms, and looked at Yang Yifei, a stranger with curious eyes.

Ma Dingdang looked back at He Youqiu who was packing his luggage in the room, walked to Yang Yifei and sat down, and whispered: "Uncle, even if you drive your uncle out of the sect, there is no need to drive him away! No matter what he says, it is your brother. Where did you let him go?"

He Yingqiu snorted coldly and said, "He has hands and feet, can he starve to death? I have decided on this matter. You don't need to say more, tell me about your affairs! You ran over from all the way, and you wouldn't have made a special trip to bring your boyfriend to show me, right?"

Ma Dingdang sighed helplessly. He Yingqiu was more stubborn than her aunt. It was meaningless to argue with him. So he stopped persuading him, and said, "It's A Fei. He wants to open a company and do real estate development and film and television entertainment industries, so I bring him to see you and want to ask you to help him connect with the Sanhehui."

He Yingqiu looked at Yang Yifei in surprise and said, "You are quite rich by saying so?"

Yang Yifei smiled and said, "The little bit of the shade left by Master can't live in vain. I also want to create a good living conditions for Dingdang and his descendants."

He Yingqiu nodded in appreciation and said, "Young people are ambitious and responsible. This is very good. I'll ask you."

He Yingqiu got up and walked to the storage cabinet beside him, took off the microphone of the phone, and dialed a set of numbers out.

A moment later, the phone was answered, and He Yingqiu said, "I'll look for A Quan and let him listen to the phone."

After waiting for a while, He Yingqiu spoke again: "It's me, A Quan, are you free this afternoon?"

"I, a junior, want to invest in business, real estate and film and television entertainment industries. Yes, you have to help me protect him. OK, five o'clock, right! That's it."

After hanging up the phone, He Yingqiu said to Yang Yifei: "At 5 pm, I will take you to see the leader of the triad."

"Thank you, uncle."

While the few people were talking, He Youqiu had already packed up his salute and walked out with his suitcase. He walked to the stairs and paused, and said in a low voice: "Brother, take care of Youyou."

He Yingqiu said lightly, and after He Youqiu went downstairs, Yang Yifei suddenly said, "Dingdang, you take care of Youyou here. I'll go back and prepare some gifts. You can't come to the door empty-handed."

"Oh! Now, I'll give you the car keys."
Chapter completed!