Trouble
Peng Zheng thought for a moment before shaking his head. "It's unlikely to be her. If it was her, she would do it a long time ago. There's no point for her to wait for this long."
What Peng Zheng said was pretty accurate. Han Bingling didn't pay much attention to the divine city for all these years, and she had no idea about the human traffic. Counting her personality, she would already break into the Peng clan at all costs a long time ago if she really knew about it.
Peng Huang's eyebrows knitted together, and he felt his head had become bigger. He couldn't think of any suspect right now.
After a brief moment of silence, Peng Zheng suddenly said. "We should send someone to check on Yun Lintian's restaurant."
Peng Huang frowned. "Him? Do you really think he can do all of this?"
Peng Zheng shook his head. "Logically, it is impossible for him to do this, but I always have an uncomfortable feeling about him. There's no harm in checking him, right?"