At the same time.
In the lounge of the Trading Pavilion.
A capable middle-aged man sat in front of the coffee table, slowly drinking tea.
Opposite this person, there was a thin young man, who was also a staff member of the Trading Pavilion. He was saying something to the middle-aged man.
"Sir, that's what happened."
A moment later.
The thin young man finally finished speaking.
"There are still people in Qinghai City that Shen Feiyun is afraid of?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with surprise as he asked, "What do those three people look like?"
The thin young man waved his hand, his battle qi surged, and three phantoms condensed.
It was Qin Feiyang and the other two.
"This …"
The middle-aged man looked at the phantoms of the three people and his gaze immediately became dull.
The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"What's wrong, sir?"
The thin young man was shocked and asked.
"Impossible."
"Why would they appear in Qinghai City?"
The middle-aged man acted as if he didn't hear anything as he muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief.
The thin young man was also more and more surprised.
Suddenly.
The middle-aged man looked at the thin young man and asked, "Where are they now?"
"VIP room 17 of the auction house."
The thin young man said.
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "I understand, you can leave first!"
"Yes."
The thin young man respectfully replied, then bowed and left, closing the door.
The middle-aged man also lowered his head and pondered.
Dong dong!
Soon.
There was a knock on the door.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked up at the door, and said, "Please come in."
The door opened, and a purple-clothed young man strode in. It was Young Master Long.
"Nephew, why are you here?"
The middle-aged man looked at Young Master Long in surprise.
"Don't mention it."
After Young Master Long closed the door, he shook his head angrily and walked up to sit opposite the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed as he smiled and said, "Could it be that nephew is still brooding over what happened before?"
Young Master Long was stunned and frowned, "Uncle Fu also knows?"
The middle-aged man said, "It's such a big matter, it's hard for me not to know!"
Young Master Long said angrily, "That's good, help me judge, isn't my father very incompetent?"
"This …"
The middle-aged man hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
"Yes."
"I admit that their identities are indeed frightening, but there's a good saying: the heavens are high and the emperor is far away. Why are you so afraid of them?"
The more Young Master Long spoke, the angrier he got.
The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "You already know their identities?"
"Yes, my father said so."
Mr. Dragon nodded and asked, "Uncle Fu, do you know who they are?"
"Of course I know."
The middle-aged man smiled.
Young Master Long said, "Then can you think of a way to help me vent my anger?"
The middle-aged man was stunned. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Nephew, aren't you making things difficult for uncle?"
"Even Uncle Fu is scared of you?"
Young Master Dragon raised his eyebrows.
"I can't be afraid!"
"Nephew, listen to your uncle. Don't think about revenge anymore."
"We can't afford to offend the three of them!"
The middle-aged man sighed.
"I can't afford to offend him …"
Young Master Long muttered as strands of fierce light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he said, "I won't stop until I vent my anger!"
"Why are you so stubborn?"
"If you continue like this, uncle will be angry."
The middle-aged man said with a straight face.
Young Master Long was incomparably angry, and he said, "At any rate, you are people of high status in Qinghai City. I really don't understand, why are you afraid of them?"
"Nephew, you have to understand a principle. Some people are born not to be offended."
The middle-aged man sighed.
"I really don't believe in this!"
"Since Uncle Fu is not willing to help, then I'll take my leave."
Young Master Long snorted coldly, stood up and walked towards the door angrily.
Looking at Young Master Long's back, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Nephew, wait."
"What?"
Young Master Long stopped and asked without turning his head.
"You really want to take revenge?"
The middle-aged man said.
"Yes!"
Young Master Long nodded without hesitation.
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid of their revenge?"
"No."
Young Master Long said.
The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "So confident, do you already know the grudge between your father and the Chief Tower Master?"
"What?"
Young Master Long turned to look at the middle-aged man and said in surprise, "What grudge do they have?"
"I didn't know at first!"
"It's a long story, and this is also a scandal, I can't tell you."
The middle-aged man shook his head.
Young Master Long said impatiently, "Uncle Fu, can you be a man, don't be so wishy-washy?"
"You brat, who are you talking to?"
The middle-aged man glared at him and said, "I can tell you, but you can't tell anyone else."
"Okay."
Young Master Long nodded.
"When your father was young, he was a peerless genius in Divine City, and his future could be said to be bright."
The middle-aged man said.
"What?"
"Father stayed in Divine City?"
Young Master Long was surprised.
"No, your father was originally from Divine City."
The middle-aged man said.
"This …"
Young Master Long was dumbfounded.
"Very shocking, right?"
"Not only that, when your father was young, he almost became the Chief Tower Master's disciple."
The middle-aged man laughed.
Young Master Long frowned and said, "Then why did he come to this place where birds don't lay eggs?"
"Because of deceit, suppression."
"Speaking of this, I have to mention another person. This person is called Gongsun Bei, and he is now the Hall Master of the Oracle Hall. He has a high position and power."
"When he was young, this person had a very good relationship with your father."
"However, this Gongsun Bei is a sanctimonious villain."
"I still remember that your father was about to become the Chief Tower Master's personal disciple, but this Gongsun Bei said something to the Chief Tower Master, and the Chief Tower Master immediately changed his mind."
"And he even took the opportunity to snatch your father's woman."
The middle-aged man said faintly.
"This …"
Hearing this, Young Master Long was stunned, and then said angrily, "He is too despicable!"
"Isn't that so?"
"The most excessive thing is that the Chief Tower Master not only went back on his word, but he also sent your father to Qinghai City."
"And he also gave a death order, ordering your father to never return to Divine City."
"It is because of this that your father drinks all day long."
"To be honest, if the Chief Tower Master didn't send your father here, with your father's talent, his status in Divine City would not be worse than Gongsun Bei."
The middle-aged man sighed.
"How preposterous!"
"These people are worse than animals!"
Young Master Long gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment, and said gloomily, "Uncle Fu, I must seek justice for my father!"
"Forget it!"
"The Chief Tower Master controls the entire Forgotten Continent and the fate of all of us. You can't beat him."
"It's just that your father, I really feel that it's not worth it for him!"
The middle-aged man said regretfully.
On the surface, it was persuasion, but in reality, it was instigation.
"I can't beat the Chief Tower Master, but that doesn't mean I can't beat his son!"
"I've decided, I want him to taste the pain of losing a son!"
Young Master Long said sternly.
"You want to kill Young Master Hao?"
The middle-aged man was shocked.
"Yes!"
Young Master Long nodded, then knelt on the ground with a plop, and said, "Uncle Fu, on account of our years of friendship, please help me."
"This …"
The middle-aged man hesitated.
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