In the courtyard, Qiao Yu couldn't help but be startled when she saw the person coming.
"This person may be sick." Qiao Yu's face was full of weirdness. The young man in front of him was dressed in something that was too eye-catching.
What era is it? Even if you wear a jade pendant, you still have a sword in your hand.
Ye Wentian smiled slightly.
His eyes fell on the person in front of him.
"Say." Ye Wentian didn't talk nonsense.
"yes."
"In Xiyuan City, there are thirty-six families named Dong, with a total of 145 people. This is the roster, address, and detailed information."
The excitement on Wu Qitian's face had not faded yet, so he responded quickly.
At the same time, he handed over the information in his hand.
Ye Wentian glanced at it and his eyes flashed unconsciously.
According to the information, they are all just ordinary people. There are a few people doing business and their families are pretty good, but none of them are warriors.
"There is no martial arts family?" Ye Wentian raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him.
Wu Qitian shook his head.
"Brother Ye, did you remember it wrong?" Wu Qitian asked in a low voice after a moment of silence.
The Wu family has been standing in Xizhou for many years. If there is a martial arts family named Dong in Xiyuan City, it is impossible for the Wu family not to know about it.
Wu Qitian has never heard of it in these years.
at this time.
In front of the door, there were footsteps again.
"Great Flame Dragon King, how could you be wrong?"
"There is indeed a martial arts family named Dong in Xiyuan City, and the Dong family was once one of the top martial arts families in Xiyuan City."
The words have not yet finished.
Two figures walked in slowly.
The leading man looked to be in his thirties, wearing a blue suit, with slightly curly short hair, a pair of glasses, regular features, and a white face.
With a smile on his face, he feels easy-going and easy to get along with.
"The new King of Xiyuan, Situ Fei, pays homage to the Great Yan Dragon King." Situ Fei walked into the courtyard, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he bowed.
Behind him, there was a woman wearing black clothes.
He has a good figure, has a ponytail, and wears a black mask on his face, covering half of his face, and his whole body exudes coldness.
The woman said nothing and bowed in the same manner.
"new?"
"King Xiyuan?"
"..."
Everyone in the Wu family was stunned for a moment.
Wu Qitian was unable to react for a moment.
"Where's Uncle Zhen? Where did you come from? Even if Uncle Zhen resigns, it will take at least a week for the handover." Wu Qitian turned to stare at the person in front of him.
"Zhen Jiufeng is dead." Situ Fei said bluntly.
Wu Qitian trembled and shouted that it was impossible.
He had only been to Prince Xiyuan's Mansion during the day, and Brother Ye had only injured him. How could he be dead?
"It happened suddenly."
"Tomorrow, your Wu family will receive the news." Situ Fei responded.
As he spoke, his eyes turned to Ye Wentian in front of him.
Ye Wentian raised his head at the same time.
Eye contact.
Before King Zhenxi left, he told himself that the new King Xiyuan was his.
"Oh, do you know the Dong family?" Ye Wentian looked as normal and asked in a low voice.
Situ Fei nodded, then raised his hand.
"I know a little bit about it. I grew up in Xiyuan City."
"Thirty years ago, the first-tier martial arts families in Xiyuan City were very powerful, not inferior to the top wealthy families in Xizhou."
As soon as these words came out.
Wu Qitian glared, feeling a little embarrassed: "That's nonsense. There really is such a family. How could my Wu family not know about it?"
"Your father lied to you." Situ Fei turned his head and whispered in a deep voice.
The words fell.
The Wu family's warrior guards flashed their eyes at the same time, their auras rising unconsciously, and their sharp eyes swept towards the two people in front.
Wu Qitian immediately raised his hand and signaled the bodyguards to retreat.
"joke!"
"Thirty years is a long time, but how could such a top martial arts family not leave any news at all?"
"This new King of Xiyuan, do you know that I personally investigated this matter? There is no martial arts family named Dong in Xiyuan City."
Even if his father lied to him, the Wu family deliberately concealed it.
Xiyuan City is so big, with many martial arts families and various forces, Wu Qitian can find out some information.
Situ Fei chuckled lightly: "***, it's never difficult, just kill everyone who knows."
"you……"
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Wu Qitian froze on the spot, looking at the person in front of him as if looking at a fool.
Kill them all?
What an international joke!
That was a first-line martial arts family. Unless all the martial arts families and all the forces in Xiyuan City were killed, it would be impossible to defeat them.
Situ Fei didn't pay attention to the eyes of the people in front of him.
He then raised his head and looked at Ye Wentian.
"Great Yan Dragon King, I have a question. Since you are here for the Dong family, I would like to know how far you can go for the Dong family?" Situ Fei's eyes became more solemn and he raised his hand again. Read the book
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.
"I'm not here for the Dong family, I just want to find the Dong family's old home." Ye Wentian said truthfully.
It looks like what I thought.
The Dong family was exterminated, probably not long after Uncle Li left Xizhou.
In the martial arts world of Xizhou, Ye Wentian has no intention of paying attention to the fighting between martial arts families, and more than thirty years have passed.
The Dong family is gone, but with Uncle Li's seal still there, the Lingquan should still be there.
Situ Fei was stunned for a moment.
Doesn't this mean the same thing?
Ye Wentian looked calmly at the person in front of him: "Now it's my turn to ask you, where is the Dong family's old residence?"
Feel the eyes of the person in front of you.
Situ Fei's heart trembled, and he became inexplicably nervous. For a moment, he didn't dare to look at him.
What King Zhenxi said is true, this feeling of oppression is indeed very strong!
It's just a matter of the Dong family. Just being strong is not enough.
"Yongyue." Situ Fei uttered two words under tremendous pressure.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The woman in black behind him burst out with aura, her cold eyes locked on Ye Wentian.
The next moment, the woman suddenly took a step forward.
A fierce aura swept across him, and he looked like he was about to take action.
"Huh?" Ye Wentian paused and couldn't help but take a closer look at the woman in black in front of him. A glint flashed in his eyes.
Without consciousness, this woman is a puppet.
"Bold!"
"How dare a little Xiyuan King be disrespectful to Mr. Ye?" Wu Qitian glared at him. He had long been unhappy with this person.
The words fell.
Several Wu family warrior guards took a step forward at the same time, their sharp eyes locked on the two people in front of them.
Ye Wentian smiled and turned to Situ Fei.
"You want to fight with me?" Ye Wentian asked quietly.
Hear this.
Situ Fei's eyes trembled.
But there was only a moment's hesitation. The next moment, Situ Fei's eyes showed determination, and the aura of the woman in black in front of him became stronger.
