Knock, knock, …
Just when the three of them were arguing in the meeting room, someone knocked on the door. Even though it was in such a noisy environment, the three of them still noticed it. They stopped arguing and looked at the door.
"Excuse me, is this the meeting hall of the Human Emperor Residence? Elder Xue Shao asked me to come."
After the inside quietened down, a young voice came from outside the door, shocking the three of them.
Even if a normal member of the Human Emperor Residence entered the Hundred Clan Tower, they could not come here directly. There would be someone to receive them. It could be said that this place was equivalent to the headquarters of the Human Emperor Residence on the first floor of the Hundred Clan Tower.
"Could it be …"
The man who seemed to be the strategist narrowed his eyes.
Recently, only one person would come here.
"Good lord, he's finally here. I'd like to see if he has three heads and six arms or if he's a deity descending to the mortal world. Is he trying to save the Human Emperor Residence by himself?"
The hot-tempered man was stunned for a moment before he shouted and charged toward the door.
…
After the door was opened, what welcomed Fenghao was an iron fist with the sound of breaking through the air. Hearing the warning in his ear, he did not dodge as the owner of the iron fist had expected. He stood straight at the door with a slight smile on his face. His eyes were very calm, and he regarded the fist that could smash steel as nothing.
"Why didn't you dodge?"
A somewhat rough voice rang out, carrying with it anger. That iron fist stopped right in front of Fenghao's nose, only a centimeter away from it.
From this, it could be seen that the person who threw the punch was extremely proficient in controlling his strength.
"Brother Xie, don't be rude."
The other two people in the meeting hall quickly came out.
Someone who could get Elder Xue Shao to personally send a message was definitely not as simple as he looked. Although there was nothing special about the person before them, they were still willing to believe in Elder Xue Luo.
As for the so-called experts, which one of them did not have a strange temper? There was no lack of experts in many clans. However, they did not want to team up with their own clans and chose to act alone.
They were doing this out of good intentions. If they were to fall out, there would definitely be no benefits.
Although the brawny man surnamed Xie was very unconvinced, he still withdrew his fist. He glanced at Fenghao with a contemptuous look and said in a strange tone, "Boy, look at your soft and tender skin. Are you a crafty schemer? Let me tell you, in the face of absolute power, any crafty schemes are useless." Fenghao's eyes were filled with disdain.
As he spoke, he swung his fist fiercely. The ear-piercing sound of his fist breaking through the air attracted the attention of the nearby guards. They only retreated when the think-tank waved his hand.
In response to this fellow's provocation, Feng Hao lightly rubbed his nose. After a while, he extended a hand and said to the burly man, "Let me introduce myself. My surname is Feng Hao."
"Hey."
Seeing him stretch out his hand, the burly man's eyes suddenly lit up. Before the two people beside him could stop him, the two fists, one big and one small, clenched together. The two of them closed their eyes in despair, thinking about how they should report to Elder Xue Shao if one of the hands of this fellow called Fenghao were to be crushed.
However, they did not hear any screams for a long time. They looked over in astonishment and discovered that the arm of Xie Conghu, who was known as the Herculean Vajra, was covered with green veins, like the roots of an old tree. It seemed as if he had used all his strength, but he was unable to shake the hand that was clenched in the slightest. His boorish face was even covered in sweat.
The two of them were initially startled. Soon after, their pupils abruptly widened and were filled with disbelief. They looked at each other and saw the unconcealable shock in the depths of each other's eyes.
Even the hard shell of a mid-grade tower spirit would be crushed with a single grip. However, this young man, who looked to be in his twenties, was completely unharmed.
This was too unbelievable.
After a brief moment, they finally understood why Elder Xue Shao would say that he would be the leader.
This was also the reason why Xie Conghu was unconvinced. But from the looks of it, this ferocious tiger of the Human Emperor Mansion seemed to have bitten a hard rock.
"Damn it, why is your hand so hard?"
Xie Conghu wasn't stupid, but he was also drenched in sweat. He still spoke in an unconvinced tone, but the shock in his eyes had already betrayed him.
"Haha. Actually, I just happen to have a harder hand."
Feng Hao casually smiled and retracted his hand.
In the future, they would be on the same side, and he did not want to embarrass this blockhead too much. However, if he did not display some ability, it would be impossible for him to subdue these few people.
And now, with this handshake, he had achieved his goal.
"I am Dongfang Xuan."
The man in the middle who seemed to have a leader's temperament took a deep breath, then extended his hand towards Feng Hao.
"Brother Dongfang."
Fenghao was slightly startled. Soon after, he also extended his hand and gently shook it. A glint flashed across his eyes.
That was the surname of the Left Protector of the Human Emperor Mansion. After thinking about it, he realized that the man before him really did bear some resemblance to Dongfang Zheng.
It seemed that the man named Dongfang Xuan, who had the temperament of a leader, was the true person in charge of the Hundred Race Tower's first floor. As for the other two, it was obvious that the blockhead was the strongest, while the other was obviously the brains.
"This reckless guy is called Xie Conghu." Dongfang Zheng pointed at Xie Conghu with a helpless look in his eyes.
Unfortunately, Xie Conghu was stronger than him, so he had yet to subdue him.
"Hmph."
The latter harrumphed and scanned Feng Hao's body, as if he was trying to find Feng Hao's weakness so that he could deal a fatal blow and regain his dignity.
However, he could not find anything unusual about Feng Hao. He could not help but feel a little discouraged.
As the strongest expert on the first level of the Human Emperor Mansion, he naturally knew that there were only two possibilities if someone was full of flaws. The first was that the person was weak, and the second was obvious.
"This is Gongsun Jing." Dongfang Xuan's tone carried some respect when he introduced the frail-looking Gongsun Jing.
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