In the quiet study room, An Huahai, who had changed into a gray layman's uniform, was meditating cross-legged on the Arhat bed.
The white mist swirled around his body, and combined with the incense burner half a man tall and emitting green smoke not far away, he felt like a fairy.
An Zhiheng and An Zhifei strode in.
An Zhiheng leaned forward and said, "Father, they have not left Dongdu."
An Zhifei gritted his teeth and said, "Father, do you need me to bring someone over to capture them?"
"What do you use to win over people?"
An Huahai opened his eyes and said in a solemn tone: "Just now, the four profound realms and two magic weapons were unable to do anything to me. Tell me, how did you defeat me?"
"this……"
An Zhifei gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Is this the case?"
An Huahai was expressionless: "Then tell me, what can you do to get back into this situation?"
An Zhifei hesitated for a moment and then said: "Maybe we can join the Freemasonry and ask the Freemasonry to come forward."
An Zhiheng frowned and said: "We only agreed to the marriage between Yiru and Sangjiacheng in order to have the Sang family guarantee that we join the Freemasonry. Now that the Sang family is in chaos, do you think they are willing to guarantee us at this time?
"
After a pause, he added: "Furthermore, after the death of the head of the Sang family, it is difficult to say whether the Sang family will still have a say in the Freemasonry."
An Huahai felt disturbed and snorted heavily.
An Zhiheng hurriedly closed his mouth, and he and An Zhifei stood there, looking at their eyes, nose, and heart.
After a long while, An Huahai said quietly: "Now, we may have only one way left."
Brothers An Zhiheng and An Zhifei both looked at An Huahai.
An Huahai did not give in and said directly: "The matter has reached this point and is irreversible. Rather than fighting over the situation, it is better to take advantage of the situation."
"What father means is..."
An Zhiheng said cautiously: "Do you agree that Yiru will be with Huangfu Zhaonan?"
An Huahai nodded: "Then I will join the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance through Huangfu Zhaonan."
"Father, how can this be done?"
An Zhifei looked unhappy, "Huangfu Zhaonan stole Yiru from the engagement party and trampled our An family's reputation on the ground. If we accept them together again, we will become the laughing stock of the entire China..."
"presumptuous."
An Huahai interrupted with a sharp shout, and then directed his cold gaze at An Zhifei: "As long as you have absolute strength, who dares to laugh at you?"
An Zhiheng looked at An Zhifei and sighed: "Do you have a better way?"
An Zhifei lowered his head and remained silent.
An Zhiheng continued: "Whether we agree or not, it has become an unchangeable fact that Yiru and Huangfu Zhaonan are together. We might as well just get off the ground and maximize the interests of our An family."
"No matter what his impression of our Anjia is, he is our Anjia's son-in-law."
An Huahai said in a deep voice: "With Huangfu Zhaonan here, perhaps it is more appropriate for us to choose the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance rather than the Freemasonry."
An Zhiheng said: "Father is still thoughtful."
An Zhifei had a gloomy face and said nothing.
…
Fang family.
The courtyard is deep, with carved beams and painted buildings, and every plant and tree is full of luxury.
In a spacious hall with an area of 200 square meters, a thin old man with gray hair and a slightly short stature sat at the head.
He half-closed his eyes and looked calm. In front of him stood the pale Siniang Fang.
This old man is Fang Siniang's father, Fang Xianglin, the head of the Fang family in the East.
A middle-aged man with a height of 1.9 meters, a shaved head, but wearing a red suit and a hideous scar on his forehead. His whole person was full of menace and aura, shouted at the top of his voice: "Things who don't know how high the sky is, how dare you follow us?"
When the Fang family challenged me, I went to kill him."
After saying that, the bald man in red turned around and strode out.
He is Fang Siniang’s younger brother, Fang Donghua.
Fang Xianglin said in a deep voice: "Can you beat Chiyan's fifth-level cultivation?"
Fang Donghua paused and gritted his teeth: "If you want to kill him, you don't necessarily have to fight him face to face."
"Then what are you going to do?"
Fang Xianglin's tone was cold, "Use heavy firepower?"
"For a master of that level, ordinary firearms may not be enough of a threat to him. What are you going to use?
Missiles or tanks?”
Fang Xianglin suddenly stood up and approached Fang Donghua: "This is China, this is Dongdu, do you think it is a war-torn area?
Do you really think that the power of the Fang family can dominate China with one hand?"
He stabbed Fang Donghua's heart twice with his halberd finger: "Or are you planning to make our Fang family doomed?"
Fang Donghua's head drooped and he said in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry, father, I was wrong."
Fang Xianglin then returned to his seat and said coldly: "You are such a big man, you should think through your words before doing anything."
Fang Donghua said with a depressed look on his face: "But that bastard first bullied Zhaoyong and Zhaohui, and then injured the fourth sister, should we just let him go like this?"
"You must take this tone, but you can't do it randomly."
Fang Xianglin said quietly: "Let this matter go for now, and none of you are allowed to act rashly."
Fang Siniang lowered her head and said nothing.
Fang Donghua said unwillingly: "But..."
"No buts."
Fang Xianglin interrupted in a deep voice, "As long as he is alive, he can't escape. Sooner or later, he will have to pay the price."
…
Chu Tianshu was taking a shower in the bathroom.
Qiao Shiyuan stretched her arms, picked up the remote control, and turned on the stereo.
Soothing music echoed in the room.
Thinking of the love affair with Chu Tianshu last night, the corners of her lips unconsciously evoked a knowing smile.
In her daze, she didn't even notice Chu Tianshu coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
It wasn't until Chu Tianshu's breath blew on her slender pink neck that Qiao Shiyuan suddenly woke up.
As soon as Qiao Shiyuan turned around, she was embraced by Chu Tianshu into a broad and warm embrace, and passionate kisses fell on her face like raindrops.
Qiao Shiyuan's delicate body was so soft that it seemed like she was about to collapse.
She whispered sweetly in Chu Tianshu's ear: "I haven't taken a shower yet."
"No need to wash it, my wife is not dirty."
Chu Tianshu chuckled, picked up Qiao Shiyuan's light body, walked into the bedroom, threw her on the bed, and tore off her clothes in a few strokes.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the woman's delicate body through the thin window screen, which is breathtakingly beautiful.
During the passionate kiss, Chu Tianshu's whole body's strength fell on Qiao Shiyuan's body.
A mouthful of orchid breath was squeezed out by Chu Tianshu's weight...
For a long time, the clouds collected and the rain settled.
Qiao Shiyuan stared at Chu Tianshu with distracted eyes, her breathing was weak and almost inaudible.
Chu Tianshu held her face and kissed her lips gently.
After kissing softly for a long time, Qiao Shiyuan regained some strength and began to respond to him silently.