Ye Qinghan brought the two children. The divine bird stood valiantly on his shoulder, drooling as if it saw treasures everywhere.
"Ah ~ This sacred place is my hometown. This city is filled with history. It is the taste I yearn for. It nourishes my soul and elevates my taste. Oh …"
The divine bird looked intoxicated. It was extremely despicable.
"Good poem! Good poem! I didn't expect Sir's spirit pets to be so talented! "
When the Sixth Prince flattered Ye Qinghan, Ye Qinghan staggered and almost fell.
"So wretched!" Tong Tong snickered.
"It's a good poem. How can you say it's wretched?" Little Tong didn't understand. Her innocent eyes looked at the divine bird with admiration.
"Kekeke, only His Highness and this little girl know how to appreciate. You don't understand the loneliness in the divine bird's heart. I won't lower myself to your level." The divine bird saw that people were appreciating it and was instantly disoriented.
"It's really good. Haha, I quite like it." Wang Longtao looked at the divine bird. He obviously didn't understand it and said with admiration.
"Good poem, it's really a good poem! Why didn't I think of such words to describe the great God of Wealth City! "
The passersby were full of praise, but they didn't know what the divine bird was trying to say. If they knew what it really meant, they would definitely hold onto their treasures and not let go.
Ye Qinghan rolled his eyes and snorted a few times. He was too lazy to explain. Since Wang Longtao and the people of God of Wealth City admired the divine bird and this sentence so much, then he would wait and see.
"Hahaha, you have good taste. I admire you!" The divine bird laughed arrogantly.
Phew …
Ye Qinghan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. His face was a little red. It was really too embarrassing. This wretched bird … if you gave it some color, it could open a dyehouse. If you gave it a ladder, it could climb to the sky. It didn't know how to keep a low profile at all.
"I'm in the mood for poetry. I'm going to compose a few poems! All of you, listen up … "The divine bird spread its feathers in a mighty manner, but before it could finish its sentence, Ye Qinghan sealed it back into its body.
"Ahem, it's just like that. Don't mind it." Ye Qinghan coughed awkwardly and explained helplessly.
"Haha, interesting. As expected of a divine bird. I wonder where I can find such a top-grade item. This Young Master likes it very much," Wang Longtao said seriously.
Ye Qinghan felt goosebumps all over his body. If the Divine Bird followed Wang Longtao, his family's assets would probably all be stolen! And in the end, they still didn't know who did it.
"A rare breed. There are only two of them so far. They are husband and wife. Otherwise, I would have given one to Young Master Tao," Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
Now, the little money-grubber seemed to be leveling up. Perhaps she was pregnant. Until now, she refused to come out and kept sleeping. Otherwise, if these two weirdos got together, God of Fortune City would be in for a good show.
"Hello, Master Tao …"
"Young Master Tao is back."
The people on the street all greeted Wang Longtao.
Ye Qinghan saw this and his evaluation of Wang Longtao became higher and higher. Rich, handsome, talented, strong, and yet so peaceful. He was definitely rare in the world. It was no wonder that the Wang Family oversaw God of Fortune City and became the wealthiest family in the world. Countless wealthy people came to pledge their allegiance and cooperate with them.
The city was very big. The streets were wide and the buildings were very orderly. They were lined up in rows without any disorder. The streets were very clean and there were people sweeping them every day. There were no stalls on either side of the streets. They were all in shops. The treasures of the world could be found here. Experts were as common as the clouds. Don't underestimate this city. There were probably more experts than the Divine Sect!
Ye Qinghan's consciousness roamed around. In a short time, he discovered that there were close to 30 Supreme Gods hidden in the city. Almost every powerful family had a Supreme God overseeing it. In order to protect their wealth, these corporations treated geniuses as if they were in the palm of their hands. They used resources to nurture a Supreme God. It was still possible.
"Mister, God of Fortune City is the place where many officials and overlords retire. What do you think?" Wang Longtao's seemingly calm voice was filled with pride. To be able to control this place, it wasn't something that money could do. It also depended on the family's background.
"The environment is top-notch and the spiritual essence is lively. It's definitely a holy land for retirement. It's suitable for humans to live in. The Wang Family found a place with good feng shui. In the future, I don't want to go to war. Maybe I can build a house by the sea and settle down." Ye Qinghan sighed.
"Mister is in such a good mood. If that day comes, I'm willing to accompany you and build a house not far from your house." Wang Longtao smiled.
Ye Qinghan smiled but didn't say anything. He followed them all the way into the city.
The deeper they went, the more prosperous the city was. The buildings were ancient and full of vicissitudes. In the depths of the endless streets, a large group of elders and experts were rapidly approaching.
"Hahaha, this old man didn't know that Mister Marshal Zuo was personally escorting his beloved grandson here. Please forgive me for not going out to meet you."
A dignified voice resounded through the streets. An old man with a sage-like demeanor led a large group of experts to welcome them with a smile. The old man looked genial, but his bones were filled with divine might and power.
"Mister Zuo, let me introduce you. This is my grandfather, the head of the God of Fortune Financial Group." Wang Longtao hurriedly explained.
Ye Qinghan looked at the old man. Naturally, he knew his name. The head of the world's number one financial group, Wang Zhongjun. His life's brilliance was comparable to that of a Realm Lord. Back then, if he hadn't fully supported the Snow Country's Divine World to attack the Great Wasteland Domain, the Snow Country's Divine World wouldn't have been qualified to be the Great Wasteland Domain's opponent.
Ye Qinghan smiled evilly, bowed slightly and said, "Zuo Feng greets the old senior. I didn't expect to alarm you. This junior is ashamed."
"Hahaha, a rare genius. This old man has long wanted to enter the Holy City to visit Mister. Unfortunately, I was busy with family matters and delayed it until now. I didn't expect Mister to come early. Quickly follow this old man back to the Wang family. I've already prepared a good divine wine bath for Mister and his beloved grandson." Wang Zhongjun's eyes were full of wisdom. Seeing that Ye Qinghan was neither servile nor overbearing, and that his divine power was restrained, he knew that he wasn't an ordinary person. He didn't put on any airs and was very gentle.
Ye Qinghan's heart was as cold as ice. This person was separated from him by a sea of blood. One tenth of the people in the Great Wasteland Domain had died because of this person! Sinister and vicious, the Poison Emperor!
Hu …
Ye Qinghan stabilized his emotions and didn't reveal any anger or hatred. Instead, he was excited, as if he worshipped Wang Zhongjun.
"Many thanks, old senior." Ye Qinghan bowed and said.
Tong Tong grabbed Ye Qinghan's trousers and felt that the blood in his body was flowing very quickly, as if it was boiling. The depths of his blood seemed to be burning with anger. At this moment, he also had a trace of hostility towards the God of Fortune group.
That group of people had their eyes on Ye Qinghan and didn't notice that Tong Tong's eyes were full of hostility. The black pupils in his eyes had changed color.
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