Shangguan Jinhong's eyes were terrifying, as if all secrets were exposed in front of him.
Yan Li felt as if he had been seen through, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Father …" he called out in a low voice. His eyes were evasive, like a mouse seeing a cat.
Although this was a subconscious reaction, it was in line with Shangguan Feihong's usual behavior.
Shangguan Jinhong nodded and said, "Sit down."
He sat down after saying that.
The curtains in the dining room were made of superior cloud patterns, embroidered with water, clouds, and warm smoke. The net-like window panes and the four jade pillars were made of aged red sandalwood. The carpet was embroidered by the Cloud Water Pavilion. The stools were made of pear wood. They were not precious, but they were very sturdy. The tablecloth was made of two large tiger skins.
The breakfast was simple and exquisite.
Yan Li sat down and picked up the ivory chopsticks. He waited for Shangguan Jinhong to eat first before he picked up an eggplant stew and put it in the bowl of porridge.
His every action was almost identical to Shangguan Feihong's.
He had already memorized all of this.
There was also a strange rule in this family: one should not talk while eating.
The era of old pedants had long passed, and cultivators rarely paid attention to these superfluous rules.
The meal was finished in an awkward silence.
At least to Yan Li, it was a little awkward for the five of them to sit without talking.
The servants brought five cups of tea. After everyone had rinsed their mouths, Shangguan Jinhong slowly said, "How's your cultivation, Boss?"
Yan Li knew that it was not the time to leave. After the meal, it was the routine "morning meeting", just like the morning court. They reported their tasks like courtiers, and Shangguan Jinhong was like an emperor, giving comments or continuing to give more orders.
"I still can't understand the truth of martial arts," Yan Li said.
"You only seek pleasure every day. It would be strange if you could understand it. Third Brother Shangguan Feiying had been in charge of the Earth Assassination Hall for a long time, and he seemed to have a lot of killing intent.
"Sooner or later, you will die on a woman's belly." His eyes were arrogant, and he did not give Shangguan Feihong any face.
"Third Brother, how can you speak to Big Brother like that?" Shangguan Feipeng's voice was as calm as he was.
Shangguan Jinhong waved his hand and said, "Cultivation depends on one's luck. Boss was doing his best to manage the shipyard, so there was no need to criticize him. But yesterday, Zhang Jin said that there was something wrong with the accounts. What happened? "
Without batting an eyelid, Yan Li said, "The matter of the accounts has been clarified. It was the accountant who made a mistake."
"Then kill him." Shangguan Jinhong said indifferently.
Yan Li's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Although I made a small mistake, I still feel comfortable using it. If it were another one, it might not be better."
"Oh?" Shangguan Jinhong's eyes became extremely bright as he stared at Yan Li. "You've improved a lot today."
"What are you referring to, Father?" Yan Li's heart skipped a beat, and he began to suspect that he had been seen through.
Shangguan Jinhong said, "In the past, you never disobeyed your father, and you never thought about others."
As expected of father and son!
However, the slightest change was immediately discovered.
Yan Li secretly scolded himself for his clumsy mouth, and quickly said with a smile, "If Father wants to kill me, then just kill me. I'm just expressing my opinion."
"Very good." Shangguan Jinhong nodded slightly.
Yan Li could not figure out whether it was really good or not, right or left.
His fourth brother, Shangguan Feilong, said gloatingly, "Brother, you know that Father has always been very strict about accounting. It's not a small matter to make a mistake in the accounts. Killing him is too easy."
Then he turned to Shangguan Jinhong and said, "Father, the Blood Hand Pavilion has been idle recently. Why don't you let me kill the chicken to show respect to the monkey? Let those in charge of the accounts be careful and not make the same mistake." After saying that, he looked at his father expectantly, as if thinking of a way to kill him.
Yan Li's eyes narrowed quietly to avoid revealing his murderous intent.
After a long time, Shangguan Jinhong said slowly, "Well, it's rare for Boss to have his own ideas. This is good."
Shangguan Feilong suddenly felt a little dispirited.
Shangguan Jinhong continued, "How about Second Brother, is that old man willing to serve us?"
"The old man is very stubborn." Shangguan Feipeng shook his head. "At first he acted like a grandson, but when we really wanted him to serve us, he would rather die than obey. He even talked to me about the way of freedom. He was so long-winded that I threw him into the water dungeon."
Yan Li's heart skipped a beat. There was no mention of an old man in the intelligence report.
Shangguan Feilong immediately became spirited and said, "Second Brother, you know that the Blood Hand Pavilion has the best methods to deal with this kind of people. Give me two days, and I can make him bark like a dog without hesitation. Do you need my help?
"If he enters the Blood Hand Pavilion, will he be able to come out alive?" Shangguan Feipeng said indifferently, "You never know how to control your strength. I don't trust you."
Shangguan Jinhong said, "After all, he is the successor of the Heavenly Craftsman Divine Disciple. He must be arrogant. Be patient and don't kill him."
"Yes." Shangguan Feipeng agreed.
After that, the Ground Massacre Hall and the Blood Hand Pavilion talked about fighting and killing, which was not worth listening to.
Yan Li pretended to listen attentively while quietly healing his internal injuries.
Ordinary medicine and self-healing were too slow. Of course, it was not fast for cultivators to heal themselves, but it was better than nothing.
As they were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Come in." Shangguan Jinhong stopped talking.
An old servant immediately came in and said respectfully, "Master, there is a man outside who claims to be the Dragon Emperor Mansion's Beitang Chief Jin Sheng. He wants to talk to you about something important."
Yan Li's pupils suddenly contracted.
Shangguan Jinhong said, "Did he say what it is?"
The old servant looked at Yan Li hesitantly and said, "He said that this matter is closely related to Young Master, and he asked Young Master to come with you."
Shangguan Jinhong glanced at Yan Li and said, "Is Boss involved in a lawsuit?"
"No, no …" Yan Li's expression was very interesting.
"Let's go meet him." Shangguan Jinhong said as he stood up and followed the old servant out.
At the door, he turned and said, "Boss, what are you waiting for?"
"Oh, I'm coming." Yan Li followed him stiffly.
When they came to the hall used to welcome guests, they saw Jin Sheng sitting at the lower seat with a cold face. He held a cup of tea but did not drink it. When he saw the two enter, he put down the teacup and stood up, saying, "Gang Master Shangguan is finally here."
"Don't stand on ceremony, Lord. Take a seat." Shangguan Jinhong walked to the head seat and sat down, "I heard that Lord's visit today is related to my son. What crime did he commit?"
Jin Sheng stared at Yan Li, his small eyes narrowed into slits, and a chill surged out like a tide and filled the whole hall.
Stimulated by this killing intent, Li Ya almost jumped out to counterattack, but was suppressed by Yan Li.
As mentioned before, killing intent was different from killing intent.
Killing intent was just a kind of thought, but killing intent was a kind of will.
Only extremely deep hatred would give birth to killing intent.
"Why is Lord like this?" Shangguan Jinhong's senses were very sharp.
Jin Sheng stared at Yan Li and smiled coldly, saying, "Is your son still your son?"
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