The conversation suddenly became awkward.
The atmosphere between the two was tense.
The mountain breeze was blowing, and the weather in autumn was a little cool.
Murong Fu stared at Qin Fan with a gloomy expression, and Qin Fan looked at him without timidity, his eyes calm.
Not far away, a hunchbacked old man with squinting eyes looked sleepy. He opened his eyes twice and then closed them again.
After a while, the gloominess on Murong Fu's face faded slightly, and his attitude softened.
However, the breath on his body became colder, and his voice no longer contained any emotion.
This is the ultimate expression of disappointment in a person.
Of course, Qin Fan wouldn't care at all.
The way of the sword is to move forward in an indomitable way. Even if there are thousands of people, I will go forward!
How can other people's emotions affect Qin Fan's heart.
What's more, it's just an irrelevant Murong Fu.
Murong Fu lit a cigar for himself, took a puff, and completely calmed down.
He slowly turned around and looked at Qianlong Mountain not far away, his voice was low and without any emotion.
"What do you think of Qianlong Mountain?"
Qin Fan was a little confused, so he followed his words and answered: "It is majestic and powerful, and the mountain is introverted, like a dragon hiding in the abyss."
Murong Fu nodded: "Yes, the mountain is introverted, like a dragon hiding in the abyss. This is why my Murong family chose to build Qianlong Manor in Qianlong Mountain."
Qin Fan said calmly: "The dragon lurks in the abyss, and one day it will fly to the sky."
This is the ambition of the Murong family.
A flash of surprise flashed in Murong Fu's eyes: "It seems that you are not without merit."
"Yes, this is the ambition of my Murong family. And my name is Murong Fu. This plural character always reminds me that I must restore the glory of the Murong family's ancestors!"
Qin Fan said expressionlessly: "You should have done it."
"Yes, I did it!" Murong Fu suddenly smiled wryly, a bit self-deprecating: "But, so what if I did it?"
"Although my Murong family dominates the south of the Yangtze River, compared with the super aristocratic families in Kyoto, it is still not worth mentioning. Moreover, there are many ancient big families in this world. They hide behind the scenes and never show their appearance, but they are casual One decision can control the life and death of countless families like the Murong family!"
"Compared with those families, the Murong family is not worth mentioning at all. Just like Qianlong Mountain, perhaps you can see it from here, it is majestic and majestic, but its momentum is restrained, which is amazing! However, if we compare it with other famous mountains in Jiangnan Compare it and you’ll find it’s not worth mentioning at all.”
"If you compare it with the famous Five Mountains in China, it is as inconspicuous as a pile of mounds."
"You think it's powerful, not because it's really powerful, but because your vision is too low."
Qin Fan was a little annoyed: "What exactly do you want to say?"
He became impatient so quickly... Murong Fu stared at him, and the admiration in his eyes turned into disappointment: "You are so young and have the strength of an inner warrior. You can really shine in your school."
"However, the strongest people in this world are like crucian carp crossing the river. Once you leave the school, your strength will be nothing at all."
"Just like Qianlong Mountain, if you were placed in the whole of Handong, you might only be considered a bit talented. If you were placed in the whole country, you would be lost to everyone."
Qin Fan smiled, with a strange look on his face: "Did Ling'er never tell you about me?"
Murong Fu looked cold and arrogant: "I, Murong Fu, want to know something, why bother to ask!"
With Murong Fu's status, he naturally did not bother to ask his daughter about a person. However, the information he could investigate was only superficial. No one dared to reveal Qin Fan's true strength.
If Lin Yuanhang had not died, perhaps Murong Fu would not have made such a big mistake.
Another self-righteous guy... Qin Fan stared at him with some disdain: "Mr. Murong, you don't know me, so you are not qualified to evaluate me."
"If you came to me just to talk about this, then there's no need."
The disappointment in Murong Fu's eyes deepened. He felt that Qin Fan was too arrogant.
"Hmph, do you think that's all I know? Then you underestimate me."
"Your father Qin Jingye is from the Qin family in Nansu, your mother Li Nianci is from the super aristocratic Li family, and Jiangyang Nianci Group is your mother's property."
"Ordinarily, such a family background would be worthy of Ling'er, but because your parents' marriage was not recognized by both families, the Li family expelled your mother from the family and banned your mother."
"Your father also took the initiative to leave the Nansu Qin family and no longer use family resources. The only capital you have left now is the Nianci Group."
"In the past, with your status as the young master of the Nianci Group, you could barely match Ling'er, but from today on you won't be able to."
Qin Fan was not surprised that Murong Fu knew this. Although this information was secret, it could be found out with a little effort.
However, he looked at Murong Fu curiously: "Why?"
"Because she is my daughter, Murong Fu!"
"You want to marry him, but you're not qualified enough!"
Murong Fu said this sentence word for word, and then continued.
"Boy, I called you here this time just to keep you away from Ling'er in the future."
"I've heard all about you. Ling'er is young and ignorant now, so she has a crush on you. When she grows up, she will understand that you are not a good match for her."
Qin Fan lowered his head and chuckled: "Then what kind of person do you think is worthy of Ling'er?"
Murong Fu straightened his chest, slightly raised his head and squinted at the sky forty-five degrees: "A person who is worthy of Ling'er must at least be the son of the richest man, or the young master of a feudal official, or at least the son of a noble family who dominates the world."
"Of course, the height, appearance, character, and knowledge must be the best choice! Only then can she be worthy of my daughter, Murong Fu."
He glanced at Qin Fan with a look of contempt on his face: "Do you think you can meet one percent of my requirements?"
"hehe……"
Qin Fan lowered his head and chuckled, his laughter full of disdain.
"Why are you laughing?" Murong Fu shouted in a deep voice.
Qin Fan suddenly raised his head, and his whole aura suddenly changed as he raised his head.
At this moment, Qin Fan looked like a Nine Heavens Immortal, overlooking all living beings.
His voice was ethereal and hollow, as if coming from the sky.
"Mr. Murong, let's not say that I just regard Ling'er as my sister. Even if I really pursue Ling'er, so what?"
"What you call the son of the richest man, the son of a feudal official, is no different from ordinary people in my opinion."
"Even if it's your Murong family, to me, it's just a matter of killing them with one sword."
"My abilities are beyond what ordinary people like you can imagine."
"Haha... what a sentence and kill it with one sword! Even Uncle Lin next to me would not dare to say such big words!"
Although Murong Fu was shocked by the change in Qin Fan's aura, he still had a contemptuous sneer on his face and disdain in his eyes.
"Actually, when I was young, I had imagined that I had such an ability. Later, when I entered society, I realized that everything in this world is like a huge network, intricately intertwined and criss-crossed, and nothing can be easily cut off. ?”
"If you are really capable, you will not be laughed at by those rich second generations. If you are really capable, you will not be bullied by Cheng Jinnan and dare not fight back."
"Young man, although you have some talents, you still have a long way to go. I would like to advise you, don't be too arrogant, and always remember that there are people outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the world."
