2621: C2621 The Gate and the Garden Were both Not Bad!

C2621 The Gate and the Garden Were both Not Bad!

The door opened and Jiang Xiaolang got out of the car. He stood in front of Qi Jinquan elegantly and slowly took off his sunglasses.

As a man, Qi Jinquan was instantly stunned!

He had never known that there was such a good-looking man in the world!

As a man, he felt ashamed of his own inferiority!

Jiang Xiaolang's ostentation today was also on purpose. After all, the Qi Family was a local tyrant in Su City. If he came alone, he would be like a reckless teenager. If he didn't have enough face, he might not even attract their attention.

He was going to be a martial grandmaster in the future, so he had to show off in front of the aristocratic families in the country. He had to show off in front of them!

That was why he had his men make such a grand entrance.

Jiang Xiaolang smiled coldly at Qi Jinquan. "Let's go. I'm going to meet the famous head of the Qi Family!"

Qi Jinquan hurriedly returned to his senses and made a gesture of invitation. "Young Master Ye, please!"

Everyone walked up the stairs. Jiang Xiaolang deliberately walked to the door and patted it with his hand. He said indifferently, "The door is not bad!"

Situ Jing's mouth twitched. His master was going to return the favor. Was he going to smash the door of the Qi Family?

The group entered the manor. It was like a huge park. There were strange flowers and strange stones, green trees, and a small bridge with flowing water. There was also a lawn.

The cool breeze was blowing in the trees, and the birds on the branches were chirping.

It was a picturesque scenery!

This place didn't look like an ancient martial arts family, but more like an ancient scholarly family!

Jiang Xiaolang said again, "This garden is also not bad. It's a few times bigger than my Jiang Family's Villa! I heard that there are many typhoons in the province. I wonder what will happen if this garden is destroyed by typhoons?"

Now even Qi Jin Quan could sense the meaning behind Jiang Xiaolang's words. Thinking about how Qi Longfeng had destroyed his villa yesterday, Jiang Xiaolang wouldn't destroy the Qi Family's manor, right?

Hmph! Wishful thinking!

The Qi Family was in Su City, who would dare to touch it?

He thought this in his heart, but he still said, "Of course it won't be able to escape. I don't know how many times this garden has been repaired!"

Jiang Xiaolang nodded. "The Qi Family is a big family. I think it won't be a problem to repair it again, right?"

Qi Jin Quan gritted his teeth. He really wanted to destroy this garden?

He hurriedly said, "Young Master Ye, you might not know this, but this garden is not owned by the Qi Family. It's just a temporary residence for the Qi Family to manage! However, every year, the Qi Family has to spend their own money to repair the garden!"

There were many gardens in Su City, and there were indeed some small gardens that were temporarily managed by some people with power and influence. In fact, they had become private gardens for others.

The Qi Family was in this situation.

A ferry car stopped in front of the door. Qi Jin Quan invited Jiang Xiaolang and Situ Jing to get on the car. The guards could only run forward.

A few minutes later, ancient buildings appeared in the front row. There was a faint humming sound of someone practicing martial arts. It was unknown who was practicing martial arts and where.

Jiang Xiaolang and Situ Jing walked into a two-story building in the middle of the hall. The guards were left outside.

In the middle of the large Chinese living room, an old man with white hair and a strong spirit was sitting on the Chinese sofa.

He was wearing a set of silver-gray Chinese trousers and black traditional shoes.

He had a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a dark complexion with a tinge of red.0

From his appearance, one could tell that he was a man with a strong vitality, a tough personality, and a fierce temper. He was not someone to be trifled with!

He was holding a small purple clay teapot and drinking tea with his mouth facing the person who had just walked in.

Jiang Xiaolang did not greet him. He sat straight on the left sofa, crossed his legs, and placed one hand on his knee. His fingers were lightly tapping on his knee.

His face was calm, and no one could tell if he was happy or angry. However, his aura was intimidating.

Situ Jing stood in front of Jiang Xiaolang with a cold and solemn expression.

Seeing Jiang Xiaolang's attitude, Qi Jinquan felt his scalp tingle.

Jiang Xiaolang was young, but his aura was not inferior to anyone!

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