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Chapter 948

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As soon as Elder Wei's voice fell, everyone in the hall raised their heads to look at the window sill on the second floor. However, there were dozens of private rooms on the second floor of the venue, and now there were people standing under the window sill in each private room to watch the fun. None of them had seen Gu Qingfeng before, so naturally, they didn't know who it was.

Peng Jia didn't know either. He looked at Yue Jinghong next to him. At this moment, Yue Jinghong was glancing at the window sill on the second floor. When he saw Gu Qingfeng, his expression immediately became angry. He pointed and shouted, "It's him! He's the one with the surname Gu! "

Everyone looked over and their eyes fell on Gu Qingfeng. They were all surprised. No one thought that the person who had won Yue Jinghong's fortune and was respectfully called Young Master by Féquy would be such an ordinary person.

He was really ordinary.

Ordinary people had neither arrogance nor arrogance, nor nobility. They didn't even have the vitality that young people should have.

What was even more surprising was that this person didn't have any cultivation. Not only that, he seemed to be very weak.

Was it such an ordinary person who had won Yue Jinghong's fortune?

And he was the Young Master of a big boss like Féquy?

Many people were a little doubtful.

Peng Jia was the same. He released his Divine Sense and carefully examined him. He was very sure that this person didn't have any cultivation, and there was no spiritual aura on him. His life aura was extremely weak, as weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. It was far from what he had imagined.

Of course.

Peng Jia wouldn't look at the other party because of this.

Although he was a proud person, he wasn't a blind arrogant person. In his opinion, this person must have some powerful background. Otherwise, Féquy wouldn't respectfully call him Young Master. At this moment, he wouldn't bend over and lie on the window sill with nothing to do, eating spirit fruits, drinking wine, and watching the fun.

But who could this person be?

What was his identity and background?

"You are Young Master Gu?"

Because he didn't know the other party's identity and background, Peng Jia didn't dare to act rashly.

"That's right. It's me."

Gu Qingfeng ate the Blue Crystal Spirit Fruit. This thing looked like a crystal grape, sweet and delicious. Many people present knew that this fruit was called the Blue Crystal Fruit and was very expensive. A bunch of ten Blue Crystal Fruit would cost tens of thousands of spirit stones. Ordinary people could not afford such expensive fruits.

In just a short while, he had eaten more than twenty pills. As he ate, he asked, "What's wrong? What business do you have with me? "

As soon as these words came out, the crowd went into an uproar.

Everyone knew that Peng Jia was the Viscount of Sengoku and had a noble status. How dare this guy with the surname Gu act like a lord in front of him?

Was he really that ignorant? Or was he truly fearless?

No one knew.

Peng Jia didn't know as well. If it was anyone else that dared to call themselves a master before him, he would have beaten that person to the point the person knelt on the ground and kowtowed. However, when facing the mysterious and unfathomable Gu Qingfeng, he didn't dare act rashly as he was deeply afraid of offending someone that he shouldn't offend.

His status might be very noble in the eyes of others, but Peng Jia knew very well that his status was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the upper-class people in this world.

"Nothing much. I just want to get to know you, Mr. Gu. That's all." Peng Jia was a cautious person. He decided to find out the other party's identity first and asked, "May I know your name, Mr. Gu?"

"What's your name?" Gu Qingfeng smiled and said, "I don't change my name. My surname is Gu, my name is Lang, and my Taoist name is Chi Xiao."

Surname Gu?

Name Lang?

Taoist name Chi Xiao?

King Chixiao Gu Lang?

If Gu Qingfeng had caused an uproar when he called himself a master in front of Peng Jia just now, then at this moment, when he called himself King Chixiao Gu Lang, everyone present was shocked and dumbfounded.

No one thought that he would call himself King Chixiao Gu Lang.

Was this true?

No!

How could it be true?

Could it be that he was another person pretending to be King Chixiao?

Maybe so.

Although there weren't as many swindlers who pretended to be the Scarlet Firmament Sovereign King these years, there were still quite a few of them. Among them, there were some young masters with powerful backgrounds who pretended to be Sovereign Kings just for fun. There were also some who pretended to be Sovereign Kings purely for the sake of eating and drinking. However, these people's true identities were all exposed in the end. Of course, there were still a dozen or so Sovereign Kings who couldn't distinguish the real from the fake.

Many people guessed that this young man, whom Fei Kui respectfully addressed as' Young Master ', wasn't here to swindle food and drink, but to have fun.

Since the King was judged by the Immortal Dao hundreds of years ago, the scammers who pretended to be Kings and their descendants had never stopped.

After a few hundred years, it was unknown how many people had pretended to be kings in this world. Regardless of whether it was the Celestial Dynasty or the Scarlet Head, they had long become numb to it. Now that they met someone who claimed to be a king, they couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to him. Not only the Celestial Dynasty and the Scarlet Head were like this, many people in this world were already used to it and didn't have much of a reaction.

In a private room on the second floor.

Tang Man-ching and Shui 'er both knew that Gu Qingfeng was the Childe Chiyan who claimed to be the successor of the King in the Northwest.

Of course, neither of them knew whether it was true or not.

They thought that Gu Qingfeng was just pretending to be King Chixiao, but they did not expect this guy to really announce that he was King Chixiao in public.

What was he trying to do?

Was it just for fun?

This guy had previously killed so many Sengoku nobles in the Northwest. Once his identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Even so, he did not avoid suspicion. Not only that, but he also brazenly announced that he was King Chixiao.

Was he tired of living?

Or did he really think that he could do whatever he wanted just because he claimed to be King Chixiao?

Perhaps he could in the past.

That was because no one knew if the King had reincarnated, and no one knew if the King was still alive. This was not important. What was important was Red Head.

Red Head used to place too much importance on the title of King Chixiao.

It was so important that no one was allowed to disrespect the King, even if it was just words.

In the past, as long as someone dared to disrespect the King, it would inevitably anger Red Head. If someone dared to claim that the King was a sinner of the Immortal Dao, Red Head would even kill them on the spot without mercy.

It was because Red Head valued the King's reputation too much that so many people pretended to be King Chixiao and his descendants.

Why?

Because in the past, the title of King Chixiao was equivalent to a supreme talisman. As long as you claimed to be the King's descendant, no one would dare to do anything to you. At least, they would not dare to kill you on the spot. They would have to inform Red Head so that Red Head could confirm your identity first. Only when Red Head nodded his head would others dare to make a move.

Therefore, in the past, when faced with people who claimed to be Kings, no one dared to act rashly. Even if those people who claimed to be Kings were not very strong, even if they knew that they were fake, no one dared to do anything. Because killing a fake King was also a form of disrespect to the King.

Of course.

It was the same in the past.

It was different now.

As more and more people pretended to be the King and his descendants in this world, Red Head had long been too lazy to confirm their identities.

PS: These two are suddenly stuck … Wait for me to sort out the plot!

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