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"Trash, what a bunch of useless things. Let them do something, they can't even be seen for a long time." I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off. "Where's Feng Yuansheng? Where's Feng Yuansheng? Tell him to come out and see me."

On the fifth floor of the clubhouse, Master Long, who hadn't received any response from Feng Yuansheng for a long time, was flustered. He started to shout at the security guards at the entrance.

At this moment, in the eyes of Master Long, Feng Yuansheng was nothing but a snake in the face of mice. He had not done anything that had been entrusted to him. How could he not be angry?

However, just as Master Long was losing his temper, the door to the office was pushed open. Master Long didn't care who came in and casually picked up a Pixiu accessory on the table and threw it over.

"F * ck, Feng Yuansheng, your special account is …" Master Long shouted as he made his move. He looked as if he was about to devour someone.

However, before this young lord finished his sentence, he looked at the person who walked into the office and was immediately dumbfounded.

At this very moment, the person welcoming them was precisely the middle-aged man wearing a black coat. And at this moment, in front of the middle-aged man, that malevolent looking guy was also quick to catch the Pi Xiu arrangement thrown by Master Long.

"Hmph, little brat, your temper has risen after not seeing you for a few days. You even dare to hit me?"

The trench coat wearing middle-aged man cast a cold glance at Master Long, immediately scaring him into speechlessness.

After a long while, the young Master Long said with a sigh, "Why are you here?"

The middle-aged man laughed coldly, "If I don't come now, I'll be overturned by your brat."

With that, the middle-aged man found a seat in the office.

A few more people followed closely behind the middle-aged man. Of course, among these people, there was naturally Feng Yuansheng who spared no effort. However, other than Feng Yuanlin's office at this moment, there were two other people in his office. One was the butler from the Jin Wei and He Clan, while the other was the suited man beside him.

After settling himself into his seat, the middle-aged man wearing an overcoat couldn't help but glance at Butler Xun. "Butler Xun, this is my son. I've let you down."

Although the middle-aged man was not afraid of the representative sent by the Jin Wei and He Clan, he did not want to offend him. After all, the He Clan had some power in the Central Plains.

After all, at this very moment, the imposing middle-aged man in front of him was the true target of his negotiations. As for Master Long, in the eyes of Housekeeper Xun, he was just a young man who didn't know what was important.

He faintly smiled and didn't wait for the middle-aged man's courtesy. Then, he found a chair and sat opposite the middle-aged man. His meaning was obvious. He directly told the middle-aged man that he was on equal footing with him.

"Mr. Pang, I am sorry to bother you. However, if my young master were to run into any trouble on mister's territory, I would have no choice but to come and ask personally. Moreover, I hope that mister Pang can give my He family an explanation regarding this matter! "

The butler seemed to be unafraid of the heavens and the earth as he spoke in an aggressive manner.

Before the middle-aged man surnamed Pang could even react, Master Long snorted in disdain, "What about it? What kind of explanation do you want? I'm telling you, this Linhai is our family's territory, so you have to account for your actions when you come here.

Master Long had originally kept the He family's disrespectful words in his heart, but now that he saw them knocking on his door to demand an explanation, he was even more infuriated. He directly spoke his mind back.

At this moment, Butler Xun's gloomy gaze once again fell on Master Long. Then, the corners of his mouth rose as he turned the bone ring in his hand, sneering, "Youngster, sometimes learning to be silent isn't a bad thing. If you talk too much, you might die."

With that, Butler Xun snorted, and an inexplicable aura of unknown origin was released from his entire body, and the aura was directed at the nearby Master Long.

For a moment, Master Long felt as if his throat had been strangled, and he couldn't even catch his breath.

Pressure, this was an ability unique to martial artists and cultivator. This kind of ability was not only effective against low level martial artists, but also had a terrifying effect on normal people.

At this moment, Housekeeper Xun was sitting like this. He didn't even need to move a finger to make Master Long suffocate or even kill him. This was the terror of a martial artist who was different from ordinary people.

Just when Master Long's forehead was covered in cold sweat and he was on the verge of death, the malevolent-looking middle-aged man next to Mister Pang suddenly moved.

His body moved as fast as lightning, jumping up and blocking Master Long's path.

Immediately after, this person's body also shook, and a powerful aura was released. The two auras in the office surged towards each other. At the same time, Master Long felt relaxed, as if he had been dragged back from the brink of death.

Master Long lay limply on the ground, his face filled with fear as he panted heavily, touching his own throat with his palms.

After a long while, Butler Xun and the malevolent middle-aged man finally stopped. When he faced the middle-aged man who dared to challenge him, he revealed a surprised expression, "Dragon Elephant realm? I never thought that a small Linhai would have such a person like you … 2

The middle-aged man laughed coldly and said, "It's just the same. As a martial artist, you dare to act so brazenly against an ordinary person. Aren't you afraid of ridiculing your peers when it comes to finding a butler? "

Facing the middle-aged man's accusation, Butler Xun said expressionlessly: "You laugh? I am just giving these youngsters, who do not know their limits, a precious lesson in their lives. I am not really trying to take his life, so how could I mock you? "

"Besides, if I really want this boy's life, do you think he will be able to live?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh twice in response to Butler Xun's confidence and narcissism, "Arrogant."

"You can give it a try, whether it's arrogance or not."

As he said that, he wiggled the skeleton ring on his finger, and a strong Fighting Spirit appeared in his eyes. The middle-aged man didn't show it either.

It was as if the two of them would only be able to calmly sit at the negotiating table after they had fought a battle. After all, it was the confrontation between the two who would decide who had the right to speak.

However, Ye Qian was not interested in the scene in the office: "A mid-stage Dragon Elephant, a late stage Dragon Elephant, and two ants fighting each other to make such a scene? How laughable."

Ye Qian looked at the door of the room meaningfully, then yawned and said: "Alright, you guys stand enough at the door. Come in."

Ye Qian's sudden words were not out of nowhere, but were specifically said to Elder Xu and co. who were still standing respectfully at the entrance of the room.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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