The old city lord of Tianlong City still doesn't know how wise this decision is.
In the world of cultivation, the strong is respected.
Whenever there is a dispute, someone sees your potential and will either win you over or destroy you. This is the eternal truth.
Of course, the prerequisite is whether this person does good deeds, or whether he will retaliate for his evil deeds.
Fan Yi did not leave Tianlong City after escaping from Liuwang Tower last night. He heard the notice from the City Lord's Mansion early in the morning.
Fan Yi was wearing a white coat and was sitting in a noodle shop eating. At this time, there were already people coming and going on the street.
As he was recalling the attitude of the City Lord's Mansion, the notice made it very clear that it was Mordes who killed Zhong Laoqi.
The next few sentences seemed to be shouting to him from a distance.
The old city lord wanted to tell Fan Yi that Liuwanglou would no longer have any dissatisfaction with him. Of course, I am also warning those secret forces.
If there is still a big fuss over this matter, then the City Lord's Mansion will not just sit idly by.
At this time.
A middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with a red face came to the door of the noodle shop.
He paused for a moment and then swaggered into the noodle shop with his hands behind his back.
When the store clerk saw the visitor, his expression was extremely shocked at first, and then he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, just about to speak. The middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling him not to say anything.
The middle-aged man looked majestic, with a majestic look on his brows, and a half-smile on his lips as he said:
"Have a bowl of noodles and just use water to make the soup."
The clerk in the store hurriedly shouted:
"A bowl of clear water."
As he said that, he led the middle-aged man to a private room on the second floor to sit down.
But I didn't walk a few steps.
The middle-aged man stopped next to Fan Yi, turned his head and bent over with a smile and asked:
"Can I sit at the same table with you?"
Fan Yi had been thinking about something and didn't notice this middle-aged man. Now that he saw the other party taking the initiative to ask, he looked up.
Fan Yi smiled and replied:
"Please take a seat."
The middle-aged man turned to look at the shop assistant and said:
"It's too troublesome to go upstairs, so I'll just stay here. By the way, I'll pay this guy's face later."
How dare the store clerk take money from a middle-aged man, but when the man said this, he didn't dare to say anything, he just nodded and smiled.
The store clerk's eyesight is really not an exaggeration.
The middle-aged man sat across from Fan Yi and looked at the young man in front of him with a smile.
He said for no reason:
"It's really extraordinary. He has such determination at such a young age. Compared to my incompetent son, he is hundreds of times stronger."
Fan Yi was praised by the strange man. There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and he asked:
"you know me?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said slowly:
"I am Bai Yanfeng's father. I came here specifically to have a good chat with you."
Fan Yi was a little surprised for a moment and said:
"You are City Lord Bai."
Bai Baofei waved his hand and said:
"I have never called you City Lord Fan, so of course you don't have to do that."
"I came to you just for two things."
At this time.
The waiter in the store had already trotted over with noodle soup, but his steps were steady, as if what he was holding was not a bowl of noodles, but more like a priceless and heavy treasure.
Fan Yi was already tense, secretly mobilizing the spiritual power in the golden elixir, ready to take action at any time.
However, he had a very calm expression on his face and asked:
"What's up?"
Baong Baofei did not answer immediately, but picked up the chopsticks, picked one up in the noodle bowl, and after eating a piece, he said with a smile:
"To eat noodles, the noodles in clear soup must be delicious. If you add a bunch of condiments to it, it will not be good."
Had a few more bites.
Baong Guofei put down his chopsticks and said immediately:
"I'm so sorry. I haven't eaten this for a long time. I was just feeling emotional."
Fan Yi remained silent and just stared at the middle-aged man.
Bai Baofei picked up the noodle bowl and took a few more sips of soup, with a satisfied expression on his face.
He immediately put down the bowl and said:
"One thing, I want to do a favor out of it."
"I just want you and my unsatisfactory son to settle the matter. I wonder if I can see my face and stop holding any grudges in the future."
Just as Fan Yigang was about to speak, the middle-aged man raised his arm again and made a downward gesture.
He continued:
"The second thing is that I heard that my little brother is going to Wuzong. My son Yanfeng and the daughter of the Jiang family are also going, so we might as well go with them so that we can take care of them in the future."
Fan Yi was a little confused. It should be said that he couldn't figure out the middle-aged man's thoughts.
From what I hear, the dignified old city lord of Tianlong City is here to seek peace?
Fan Yi replied sincerely:
"The old city lord is too worried. In fact, I have no irresolvable grudges with him. As long as he can let it go, I don't care."
"As for going to Wuzong, it's not that I don't want to go with him. The old city lord should also know that many people know that I have a treasure, and there will be constant troubles on the road."
Hear the words.
Bai Guofei burst out laughing, then stood up and said:
"He is an open-minded person, and this kind of temperament suits my taste."
"Come on, City Lord Fan, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion. The heads of the Jiang family and the Lei family are waiting for you."
Fan Yi couldn't figure it out for a moment, and the expression on his face was a little hesitant.
White House Fei laughed and said:
"City Lord Fan is worrying too much. You and I are already affiliated with Wuzong. It is only right for the City Lords to have contact with each other. It also allows me to be closer to the landlord."
Fan Yi replied:
"Old City Lord, you don't have to be polite. I am no longer the City Lord of Rongcheng. The current City Lord is Li Bai, a good brother of mine."
There was an expression on Baong Wongfei's face that he had seen through but would not tell, and then he smiled and said:
"I know, and you know too, too much pretense is not beautiful."
Seeing the middle-aged man's resolute attitude, Fan Yi had no choice but to stand up and follow him.
I don't know when a carriage had stopped at the door of the noodle shop.
Fan Yi followed Guang Guofei into the carriage and drove towards the city lord's palace at high speed.
About half an hour later, the carriage stopped.
Along the way, Bai Guangfei was asking about some things about Rongcheng, and his words made it clear that Tianlongcheng was willing to have further friendship with Rongcheng.
I just want to go to Rongcheng in person when I have time, firstly to visit the elder, and secondly to visit the head of the Fan family.
Got off the carriage.
A group of warriors and monks guarded the two people in the middle, and then walked towards the main hall of the city lord's palace.
But on the top of the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, there are still many craftsmen repairing several cornices.
They passed by the right side of the main hall and walked towards a side hall.
An embarrassed look appeared on Fan Yi's face, but it disappeared briefly.
When I wanted to fly to the White House, I didn't know that the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion was destroyed by thunder, and the reason turned out to be a young man.
It didn't take long to get to the side.
This side hall is not small, and its decoration is magnificent.
At this moment, there were many people waiting in the side hall. The father and daughter of the Jiang family, the head of the Lei family, Zhao Changhong and Bai Yanfeng, as well as many prominent figures in Tianlong City, are all here.
