Meanwhile.
In the lounge of the Trading Tower.
A lean middle-aged man sat at the coffee table, drinking tea slowly.
Across from this person, there is a thin young man who is also a staff member of the Trading Pavilion, talking to the middle-aged man.
"My lord, that's how it is."
A moment later.
The thin young man finally finished speaking.
"There are people in Qinghai City that Shen Feiyun is afraid of?"
The middle-aged man looked surprised, and then said: "What do those three people look like?"
The thin young man waved his hand, the fighting spirit surged, and three phantoms condensed out.
It was Qin Feiyang and the three of them.
"This…"
The middle-aged man looked at the phantoms of the three, and his eyes suddenly became dull.
The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.
"What's the matter, my lord?"
The skinny young man was surprised and asked.
"Impossible."
"How did they appear in Qinghai City?"
The middle-aged man muttered to himself as if he had not heard it, his face full of disbelief.
The thin young man is also more and more suspicious.
Suddenly.
The middle-aged man looked at the thin young man and asked, "Where are they now?"
"Auction Room No. 17."
Skinny Youth Road.
The middle-aged man pondered for a while, then waved: "I see, you go down first!"
"Yes."
The thin young man respectfully responded, then bowed back and closed the door.
The middle-aged man also lowered his head and pondered.
Boom!
Soon.
There is a knock on the door.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked up at the door, and said, "Please come in."
The door opened, and a young man in purple strode in. It was Mr. Long.
"Nephew, why are you here?"
The middle-aged man looked surprised at Young Master Long.
"Forget it."
After closing the door, Young Master Long shook his head angrily, then walked up and sat opposite the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Could it be that my nephew is still brooding about the past?"
Young Master Long was stunned for a while, then frowned: "Uncle Fu also knows?"
The middle-aged man said: "I don't want to know about such a big thing!"
Young Master Long said angrily: "That's right, you come to help me judge, isn't my father very incompetent?"
"This…"
The middle-aged man hesitated, not knowing how to answer for a while.
"Yes."
"I admit that their identities are indeed scary, but there is a saying that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Why are you so afraid of them?"
The more you talk, the more angry you are.
The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "You already know their identities?"
"Yes, my father said it."
Young Master Long nodded, then asked, "Uncle Fu, do you know their identities?"
"Of course I know."
The middle-aged man laughed.
Young Master Long said: "Then can you think of a way to help me get out of this bad breath?"
The middle-aged man looked stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Nephew, aren't you embarrassing uncle?"
"Afraid of even Uncle Fu?"
Young Master Long raised his eyebrows.
"Don't be afraid!"
"Nephew, listen to your uncle, don't think about revenge anymore."
"We can't afford the three of them!"
The middle-aged man sighed.
"Can't mess with…"
Young Master Long murmured, with sharp rays of light suddenly bursting out of his eyes, and said, "I won't let go of this bad breath, I will never give up!"
"Why are you so stubborn?"
"If this happens again, my uncle will be angry."
The middle-aged man said with a straight face.
Young Master Long was extremely annoyed and said, "Anyway, you are also high-ranking people in Qinghai City. I really can't figure it out. What are you afraid of them doing?"
"Nephew, you have to understand a truth. Some people are not born to be offended by us."
The middle-aged man sighed.
"I really don't believe in this evil!"
"Since Uncle Fu refuses to help, let me interrupt you and say goodbye."
Young Master Long snorted coldly, got up and walked towards the door angrily.
Looking at Young Master Long's back, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered and suddenly said, "Nephew, wait."
"What?"
Young Master Long stopped and asked without looking back.
"You really want revenge?"
The middle-aged man said.
"Yes!"
Young Master Long nodded without hesitation.
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid of their revenge?"
"Don't be afraid."
Long Gongzi said.
The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "So confident, do you already know the grievances between your father and the chief tower owner?"
"What?"
Young Master Long turned to look at the middle-aged man and asked in surprise, "What kind of grievance do they have?"
"I didn't know that!"
"It's a long story, and it's a scandal, so I can't tell you."
The middle-aged man shook his head.
Young Master Long said impatiently, "Uncle Fu, can you be like a man, not mother-in-law?"
"Who are you talking to, you bastard?"
The middle-aged man glared at him and said, "I can tell you, but you must not tell others."
"Good."
Master Long nodded.
"When your father was young, he was a genius in the city of God, and he had a bright future."
The middle-aged man said.
"What?"
"Did my father stay in the city of God?"
Young Master Long was surprised.
"It's not that you've been there, your father was originally from the city of God."
The middle-aged man said.
"This…"
Young Master Long was stunned.
"Shocked!"
"Not only that, when your father was young, he almost became a disciple of the chief tower master."
The middle-aged man laughed.
Young Master Long frowned and said, "Then why did he come to this place where birds don't lay eggs?"
"Because of deception, suppression."
"Speaking of this, I have to mention a person. This person is called Gongsun Bei. He is now the lord of the Temple of God's Envoys, with a high position."
"And when he was young, he had a very good relationship with your father."
"However, this Gongsun Bei is a virtuous villain."
"I still remember that when your father was about to become the direct disciple of the chief tower master, Gongsun Bei didn't know what he said to the chief tower master, and the chief tower master immediately changed his mind."
"And he took the opportunity to steal your father's woman."
The middle-aged man said quietly.
"This…"
Hearing this, Young Master Long was stunned, and immediately said angrily: "He is too despicable!"
"Isn't it?"
"The most extreme thing is that the chief tower master went back on his words and sent your father to this Qinghai city."
"And also gave a death order, ordering your father to never return to the city of God."
"It is because of this that your father spends his days drinking alcohol to drown his sorrows."
"Frankly speaking, if the chief tower master hadn't sent your father here, with your father's talent, your current status in the city of God would never be worse than that of Gongsun Bei."
The middle-aged man sighed.
"No way!"
"These people are really worse than animals!"
Master Long gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of resentment, and said gloomily: "Uncle Fu, I must seek justice for my father!"
"Forget it!"
"The tower master controls the entire Forgotten Continent and the fate of all of us. You can't beat him."
"It's just your father, I really feel bad for him!"
The middle-aged man regretted.
It's obviously to persuade, but it's actually to mobilize and encourage.
"I can't fight the tower master, but that doesn't mean I can't fight his son!"
"I've decided, I want to let him taste the pain of losing a child!"
Young Master Long said sternly.
"You want to kill Mr. Hao?"
The middle-aged man is shocked.
"Yes!"
Young Master Long nodded, then knelt on the ground with a thud and said, "Uncle Fu, looking at our friendship over the years, please help me."
"This…"
The middle-aged man hesitates.
Long Gongzi saw the middle-aged man's concerns, patted his chest and said: "Uncle Fu, don't worry, if the matter is exposed, I will bear it alone, and I will never drag you into the water."