This is the first time I have seen him.

"Brother Niu, do you see if you recognize this person?!"

While eating chicken, Lin Yu handed the photo of Zhen Guojing who passed him to Bai Renshu.

Hundreds of people have been living in the international community for a long time, and it is very likely that they will know this person.

But unfortunately, Bairentu glanced at the photos on his phone, then shook his head and said, "I don't know you!"

"Then take a closer look at the brocade rope on his hand!"

Lin Yu quickly pointed to the yellow brocade rope on the man's hand in the photo.

Bairen Tu enlarged the photo and took a closer look. A strange look appeared on his face, which had always been expressionless, and he said in surprise. "If I read it correctly, the symbol on this should be the symbol of the Secretariat!"

Although the symbols on the man’s wrist brocade after enlargement were very blurred, the Hundred People Slaughter could still be vaguely identified. This is the symbol of the Secretariat!

"Are you sure?!"

Lin Yu looked up and asked hurriedly, "Do you know this cultivator?"

"It should be!"

Bairentu nodded and said in a deep voice, "I have contacted them. The people here are very good at skill, but their personalities are very cruel! They hardly treat people as human beings!"

"That's right!"

Lin Yu gritted his teeth hard when he heard this, and thought of the dozens of compatriots who were slaughtered, and his heart was filled with anger!

"What's right? Sir, why did you ask this suddenly? What festival do you have with this meditation society?"

Bairentu asked in confusion.

Because Lin Yu didn't tell them about the Xuangang dagger, neither he nor Li Zhensheng knew what was going on.

Lin Yu's face was particularly gloomy, and he looked at the dark night outside the door and said coldly, "It's not just me who had a festival with him! The whole of China has a festival with them!"

As he said that, Lin Yu told Bairentu and Li Zhensheng about the same brocade on the Xuangang dagger.

"Damn, these miscellaneous people, I will sooner or later destroy their cultivator!"

Li Zhensheng broke the chopsticks in his hand and said angrily.

"Sir, deep hatred must be avenged!"

Bairen Tu also nodded coldly. Although there was no expression on his face, there was an endless chill in his eyes.

Lin Yu nodded, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to He Zizhen, asking when He Zizhen would have time and that he had important things to tell him.
Chapter completed!