What was the difference between his men and his women?
Liu Shu was Fang Yan's man, Lan Shanggu was Fang Yan's man, Du Qing was Fang Yan's man, and Jiang Shangxin was Fang Yan's man — they were comrades-in-arms, an alliance. They were like grasshoppers on a boat.
However, his women had another meaning. Lu Chaoge was his woman? The little princess of the Qin Clan was also his woman?
Although Old Master Lan was old, he was still very clear about this.
He looked at Lan Gu Valley and asked, "Busybodies have named you kids as the Four Prodigies of Huacheng. Even though it's a little childish, it still represents the four most powerful clans in Huacheng. The Jiang family has fallen to such a state, it really makes one sigh. If the Jiang Clan is gone, will the other clans really be able to protect themselves? "
"Grandpa, can you protect them?" Lan Shanggu asked back.
Old Master Lan was furious. He raised something in his hand and wanted to throw it at him. He shouted, "Why can't I protect them? Could it be that in your eyes, that fellow is already unstoppable? "
Lan Shanggu sighed softly and said, "Grandpa, I don't think that he is unstoppable, and it's not because I'm inflated after winning — think about it, how many resources and connections does Fang Yan have now? He has the support of the Liu Clan, the support of Lan Shanggu, the support of Du Qing — he has the powerful Chaoyan Technology, Longtu is under his control, and the support of the Qin Clan — Grandpa, if he really wants to make a move against the Lan Clan, how do you think we can fight back? "
Old Master Lan laughed coldly and said, "The Lan Clan is doing business properly. Would he dare to take it by force?"
"Grandpa, nowadays, no one is stupid enough to do things like taking things by force. The risk is too high, and the loss outweighs the gain. He only needs to use the resources under his banner to force the living environment of the Lan Clan — as long as he makes a move, countless people under him will follow suit. By then, what will the Lan Clan do? "
"The Liu Clan isn't on his side either, right? Won't the Mei Family stand up and say something? "
"Of course, the Liu Family won't be on his side. However, the Liu Family will make a wise choice — to follow the Wolf King and eat the meat and drink the soup, or to become the prey that the Wolf King leads the wolves to attack and devour. They will make a wise choice. As for the Mei Family, the Mei Family is different from us. They had their own way of survival. Why would they care about the life and death of others? Even if Grandpa wanted to join hands with them, he would probably have to give up a considerable portion of the benefits, right? They want shipping. Are you willing to give it to them? "
"According to what you're saying, our Lan Clan has nowhere to go?"
"That's not it." Lan Shanggu said, "Hasn't Grandpa already made his choice? Grandfather chose the Jiang family and chose to rely on the Jiang family's power. If this was the capital city or any other city, I would suggest that Grandpa make this choice. You have no choice but to do so. But Grandpa, this is Flower City. Our roots are in Flower City. "
"You think I made the wrong choice?" Old Master Lan held his teacup and looked at Lan Gulu with a piercing gaze.
"At least for now, it seems to be wrong." Lan Shanggu said straightforwardly.
Old Master Lan's eyes turned cold and he fell into a long silence.
Lan Shanggu waited for Grandpa to think for a while before saying, "Jiang Zhuliu is in jail and won't be able to come out for a while. Fang Yan didn't let anyone else control Longtu. He didn't even use his most trusted person, Lu Chaoge. Instead, he sent Shangxin in. This means that he doesn't want Longtu to be separated. He wants to use Shangxin's identity to take over Longtu. If the Lan Clan still wants to have a share of the loot, there will be a huge feud. "
Old Master Lan looked at Lan Shanggu and asked, "Are the things that Jiang Zhuliu did true?"
"They should be." Lan Shanggu nodded with a serious expression.
"Even though a tiger is ferocious, it doesn't eat its cubs. How is this behavior different from that of a beast? "
This time, it was Lan Shanggu's turn to remain silent.
Old Master Lan looked at Lan Gulu and said, "Father and son killing each other and brothers fighting each other, this is a tragedy. I don't have any other requests from you. I only want you to keep this family and prosper in everything you do. No matter what — "
Lan Shanggu nodded and said, "Grandpa, I understand."
Old Master Lan nodded in satisfaction and said, "What you mean is that we can't keep the shares of Longtu no matter what?"
"We can't," Lan Shanggu said.
Old Master Lan took a sip from his teacup and said, "You're the eldest son and grandson of the Lan Clan. Splitting up in a fit of pique, the things you brought out with you are ultimately still too little. This is a little unfair to you — I'll give you the little bit of shares that the Lan Clan has in the Longtu Corporation. Think of it as some compensation to you. "
Lan Shanggu stared at Old Master Lan with his eyes wide open and said, "Grandpa —"
Old Master Lan sighed softly and said, "You and Fang Yan will advance and retreat together. He can't possibly forcefully take over his own brother's shares, can he? If that's the case, how is he different from a beast? Who would dare to work with him in the future? "
"—" Lan Shanggu felt that he had fallen into a huge pit. A bottomless pit.
Someone knocked on the room door. Lan Shanggu looked outside with a smile and said, "I guess it must be Lan Shounuo —"
He raised his voice and shouted outside, "Come in."
The room door was pushed open. It was indeed Lan Shounuo standing at the door.
Lan Shounuo carried a tray in his hand and walked in with a smile on his face. He said, "Grandpa, Big Brother — I knew that you two would talk until midnight, so I asked the kitchen to make a bowl of sweet distiller's grains for you two to eat while it's hot. Fill your stomach. "
He placed the tray on the table and placed a bowl in front of Grandpa and Lan Shanggu each. He said, "You two take your time, I'll go out first."
With that, he carried the tray and walked out.
Lan Shanggu looked at Old Master Lan and said, "A scholar who has been away for three days has changed my opinion of him."
Old Master Lan had a smug look on his face. He said, "Spring is when a hundred flowers contend."
Mo Qingdi and Ice Dragon were living together.
Just like a loser who had met the Ms. Perfect in his life, Mo Qingdi's life in the Land of Extreme Coldness had undergone a complete change.
He lived in a large, unique, and luxurious house with icicles hanging from the ceiling. He ate all kinds of rare and precious celestial fruits that he had never eaten before. Even the place where he slept at night was covered with red feathers — a red feather was a red bird on the glacier. Because Mo Qingdi had not seen anyone else in the Land of Extreme Coldness, no one had told him the name of this bird. Mo Qingdi had been in this glacier for many years, but he had only seen this bird a few times. There was a large pile of bird feathers in Ice Dragon's cave. Mo Qingdi tidied it up. Heh, it was much more comfortable than the down quilt he used in Yanjing.
It had to be said that his current life was much better than living in the igloo that he had carved out with a knife.
Life was so blissful and comfortable, but Mo Qingdi could not help but worry about one problem.
How could he get Ice Dragon's blood and tendon?
If he could not get Ice Dragon's blood and tendon, would he have to stay in this Land of Extreme Coldness for the rest of his life and become a pair of Dragons of Life and Death with Ice Dragon?
The Azure Dragon had met the Ice Dragon. His ice-cold heart couldn't help but ripple after ripple.
It was dinnertime now. Ice Dragon gave Azure Dragon a look, signaling him to wait for a while. Then he wagged his tail and ran into the deep cave.
This was the only thing that Azure Dragon was not satisfied with Ice Dragon. Every time it was time for dinner, Ice Dragon would give Azure Dragon a 'smug' look, meaning to say, wait for me to get you something to eat. After a while, he had piled up in front of Mo Qingdi with all kinds of food in his mouth.
It was said that every dragon had a treasure trove, and inside the treasure trove were all kinds of rare and strange treasures. There was one time when Mo Qingdi wanted to go in with it to have a look, but the little transparent dog just stood there, not moving an inch. It only looked at him with a sad look in its eyes — I'm already so good to you, how can you ask for more?
Mo Qingdi was embarrassed by the dog's stare. He turned around and ran to a corner to sit down. Only then did the transparent puppy scuttle into the depths of the cave with a whoosh, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Ice Dragon was very fast. He did not have to wait too long before he came back with a big pile of food in front of Mo Qingdi.
There was Snow Snake meat, Red Silk Fish, Nine Petals Snow Lotus, Baby Ginseng, and Red Lava Fruit —
Ice Dragon held a Red Lava Fruit in his mouth and put it in front of Mo Qingdi. Then, he rolled his tongue into a Baby Ginseng and chewed it.
Mo Qingdi pushed the red lava fruit back, then reached out his hand to touch the thick nine-petal snow lotus.
Ice Dragon saw Mo Qingdi's action and once again held the Red Lava Fruit in his mouth in front of Mo Qingdi.
He even winked at Mo Qingdi, as if saying, 'I know you like this, don't be shy with me.'
Mo Qingdi shook his head and pushed the Red Lava Fruit away again, then reached out to touch the Red Silk Fish —
Ice Dragon used his claws to pull the Red Silk Fish under him, and once again pushed the Lava Fruit to Mo Qingdi.
After doing this, Ice Dragon glanced at Mo Qingdi with a reproachful look — Eat it, don't waste my good intentions.
"I mean —" Mo Qingdi looked at Ice Dragon and said awkwardly, "Can we change it?"
Ever since Mo Qing Di ate the Lava Fruit on the first day he came to the Ice Dragon's lair as a guest and expressed high praise for the food, the Ice Dragon would push a Lava Fruit in front of Mo Qing Di every time it was time to eat.
For the first few days, Mo Qingdi enjoyed the food quite a lot. The meat was crispy and juicy, and it was a rare and precious fruit in the world.
After eating for half a month, Mo Qingdi could not stand it anymore — he needed a change of taste, right?
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