What's real and what's fake? Novel {}
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Everyone present was a little confused by Gu Qingfeng's words. No one understood what he meant.
In the private room of the attic, Shui 'er didn't know, and neither did Tang Man-ching.
However, from Gu Qingfeng's words, she more or less understood that Gu Qingfeng seemed to mean that even if he couldn't prove that he was real, he must let others know that he was a fake, especially the King Chixiao of the Yanluo Kingdom.
But why?
Why did he have to let others know? Why did he have to let the King Chixiao of the Yanluo Kingdom know?
What kind of method was this?
Or was it some other means?
She didn't know.
Tang Man-ching really couldn't understand.
In the hall.
Gu Qingfeng didn't expect others to understand. He just sat lazily in the chair, crossed his legs, drank wine, and continued, "In the past, I could create some public opinion by acting coquettishly, and it could also achieve the purpose of publicity. But … I can't keep acting coquettishly. If I act coquettishly too much, I feel that I'm a little coquettish … Although a man can be not handsome, he must be coquettish. But … I really can't be coquettish."
This time, although many people still didn't understand what Gu Qingfeng was talking about, they more or less understood that he seemed to want to create the focus of public opinion and achieve the purpose of publicity. In other words, he wanted to be famous and let more people know the existence of King Chixiao!
"Haha, in this way, you want to be famous?"
Obviously.
Peng Jia also understood the meaning of Gu Qingfeng's words. He stood there with his hands behind his back, staring at Gu Qingfeng, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said, "How do you want to be famous?"
"Just now, I heard that you're not famous?"
Gu Qingfeng tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked at Peng Jia with a smile, and asked, "Not only are you a personal disciple of some sect, but you're also a Viscount of Sengoku? In short, you're very famous in the Yanluo Kingdom, right? "
"So what?"
"Since that's the case, don't just stand there. Come on."
Everyone was dumbfounded by his words.
What do you mean, come on?
What did he mean by 'come on'?
What was he going to make Peng Jia do to him?
"What do you mean?"
Peng Jia didn't understand either.
"I told you to attack. Do you understand?"
If Gu Qingfeng's words had confused everyone, then at this moment, everyone understood what he meant.
Attack!
That was right.
He actually wanted Peng Jia to attack him?
However …
Understanding was one thing.
Everyone present couldn't believe their eyes and wondered if they had heard wrongly.
Because everyone was able to discern that this fellow didn't possess any cultivation at all, nor did he possess any fortune. Moreover, his body was extremely weak. Even then, he actually intended to get into a stance and fight? What did he have to fight with Peng Jia? Peng Jia was the Viscount of Sengoku and a personal disciple of a large sect. He possessed more than 100 Nature Spirits and the invincible Dharma Form of the Great Sunlight that everyone feared. Even an Earthly Immortal could only flee from him.
This guy actually wanted to fight with Peng Jia?
He didn't have anything he wanted. What did he have to fight with Peng Jia?
What did he have?
"What did you say just now?"
Peng Jia's expression was also full of deep surprise. He stared at Gu Qingfeng and asked uncertainly, "Can you repeat it?"
"Didn't you hear me clearly? Then I'll repeat it again. Since you want to get back yesterday's gambling money, come on. Same old rules in Jianghu. Get into a stance and fight. "
Gu Qingfeng took a sip of wine. His indifferent expression and casual tone didn't seem like he was going to fight at all. It was as if he was chatting leisurely with a friend. He continued, "Of course, I'm a few years older than you. I'll let you have a few moves first. Otherwise, if this spreads out, I'll be bullied by others."
This time, everyone heard him clearly.
They were also convinced that this guy wasn't joking. He was really going to fight with Peng Jia.
But still, no one dared to believe it.
This feeling was like witnessing an ant challenging a tiger. Everyone knew that as long as the tiger was willing, it could crush the ant at any time. However, the ant didn't seem to be afraid at all. Not only was it not afraid, it didn't seem to care at all. It was as if it was going to eat the tiger.
What trick was this liar, who claimed to be King Chixiao, playing?
Was he bluffing?
Or was there a conspiracy?
Or did he really have something to rely on?
No one knew.
Opposite.
Peng Jia stared at Gu Qingfeng, trying to see something in Gu Qingfeng's eyes. But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't see anything. He then looked at Féquy. Féquy bowed and lowered his head from beginning to end. He didn't say a word. He just poured wine for Gu Qingfeng one cup after another, as if he wasn't worried at all. This made Peng Jia, who was already quite afraid of Gu Qingfeng, even more uncertain.
"What's wrong? You don't dare? "
Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly, as if he was a little disappointed. He said, "Boy, for the time being, let's not talk about which sect you are from, or whether you're a viscount of Sengoku. You're so young. How can you be so wishy-washy? You don't even have the guts. How dare you bring people here to ask me for gambling money? Can I give it to you? "
"I think you're courting death!"
Hua!
Yue Jinghong, who was next to him, shouted angrily. He had long been unable to hold back. His whole body bloomed with a dazzling brilliance. Eighty-one layers of natural colored spirits, coupled with the creation of the Primordial Spirit Dharma Form, his strength was really extraordinary. But as soon as he moved, he was instantly stopped by Peng Jia.
"Brother Peng, this person is bluffing. Don't be fooled by him!"
Yue Jinghong shouted angrily. Peng Jia stared at Gu Qingfeng and said, "It doesn't matter whether he is bluffing or not. The important thing is that this is the Linglong Mountain Villa. I will give Sister Hong face today and will not fight here."
Peng Jia's words suddenly enlightened many people present, and they all realized that this was the Exquisite Villa.
If they fought in the Exquisite Villa, the price would be unimaginable.
No one dared to offend the boss of the Exquisite Villa, Sister Hong.
What's more.
The experts of the Exquisite Mountain Villa were as numerous as the clouds, especially Steward Wei, who was standing right next to them. Even if Peng Jia was willing to risk everything and offend Sister Hong, Elder Wei and the other experts of the Exquisite Mountain Villa would still step in to stop him. This fight would definitely end before it even began.
Thinking of this, everyone also understood why this guy who pretended to be King Chixiao dared to be so arrogant.
It turned out that he was relying on the Exquisite Villa.
At the same time, many people admired Peng Jia very much. He was worthy of being the Viscount of Sengoku. Even if he was provoked by this swindler, he could still maintain his rationality. It was really rare.
"Don't be afraid. Just fight as much as you want. If anything happens, I'll take care of it. Isn't it just compensation? I can afford it. Let's fight according to the standards of one billion. No! Ten billion, no! Since you want to fight, let's fight as much as you want. I'll pay however much you want! "
"Young Master Gu."
Elder Wei finally stood up and said, "This is not a problem of compensation. The rules of the Exquisite Villa do not allow anyone to fight here. No one."
"Then what if I insist on fighting?"
Elder Wei raised his head and frowned deeply at Gu Qingfeng. He said, "If Young Master Gu fights here, then don't blame me for being impolite to you."
"Is that so … That's good."
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