But Chu Tianshu's cultivation is not something that can compete with the mechanical force of a car door.
The car window glass suddenly made a "click, click, click" sound.
Seeing this, the driver and co-pilot's guards in front subconsciously grabbed their weapons.
Long Tingxi waved his hand to the two subordinates in front of him not to be nervous, then looked at Chu Tianshu with a smile and asked: "Is there anything else?"
Chu Tianshu said: "I have a confusion and would like to ask the general ambassador for advice."
Long Tingxi nodded: "You say."
Chu Tianshu looked at Long Tingxi and said meaningfully: "General Ambassador, there should be many Ziyan experts in China, right?"
Long Tingxi's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked pointedly: "Why do you say this?"
Chu Tianshu glanced at Dongfang Nirvana, who was getting out of the car with the Xuanjias behind him, and curled his lips and said: "Though the four major families in China may be strong or weak, there won't be a huge difference in general, right?
Since the Dongfang family has a clan elder with Ziyan cultivation, there should be a high probability that the other three families will have masters with Ziyan cultivation in charge, right?"
Seeing that Chu Tianshu was not referring to him, Long Tingxi laughed and said ambiguously: "In addition to the old Mr. Dongfang you met today, there are indeed some other Ziyan masters in China."
"I don't know much about the other Jedi, but I have been in the Western Jedi for so long, and I think I have some understanding of them. As for the city lords of the Western Jedi that I have come into contact with, they are all blue flames, and none of them are purple.
flaming."
Chu Tianshu looked at Long Tingxi and said: "Then I'm a little confused. Since we have more than one master of Ziyan cultivation in China, why don't we let them go to Jedi Liting to clean holes?"
Long Tingxi looked deeply and said quietly: "Do you think there is no purple flame in Jedi?"
Chu Tianshu fell silent.
Of course that's not the case. It's not like he hasn't seen masters with Zi Yan's cultivation in the Western Jedi.
Long Tingxi continued: "It's not like we haven't tried the problem you just mentioned. As early as when your grandfather, Mr. Murong, was the general envoy, he organized several purple flame masters to fight together..."
Having said this, he paused and stared at Chu Tianshu, as if he wanted to wait for Chu Tianshu to ask further questions.
However, Chu Tianshu always had that indifferent expression.
Long Tingxi laughed at himself: "You are quite similar to my son in that you can keep your composure."
He continued: "After arriving in the Jedi, we did kill several Jedi city lords. Although the city lords were killed, we here did not have the ability to control those Jedi cities.
Just when our Shenzhou side was discussing whether to massacre the city once and for all, the Jedi side also had masters of Ziyan cultivation who came forward to fight, and there were more people than the Shenzhou side. The Shenzhou side made a prompt decision and asked those Ziyan masters to withdraw, but
Those Jedi purple flame masters were chasing after him, and on the way back, a purple flame master from the Nangong family unfortunately died."
After saying that, Long Tingxi sighed: "Actually, it's normal. The Jedi's aura is so strong, and they will naturally have more masters."
Chu Tianshu frowned, and another doubt arose in his mind: "Since the Jedi have so many purple flame masters, why don't they attack our Jedi garrison base in a big way?"
Long Tingxi's eyes were distant: "We also have this doubt, but we have never found the answer."
Chu Tianshu always felt that Long Tingxi had some reservations about his words, but he also knew that since they wanted to reserve their words, it would be in vain no matter how many questions he asked, so he didn't ask any more questions at the moment.
He bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry that the delay has taken so long."
"It doesn't matter."
Long Tingxi smiled and motioned to his men to raise the car window.
My hand pressed and twisted twice, but there was no movement on the car window.
He looked at Long Tingxi in shock: "General Manager, the glass is broken."
"Young people have strong hands."
Long Tingxi chuckled, waved his hand and said, "Let's go like this."
Long Tingxi waved his hand to Chu Tianshu through the window, and the red flag car restarted.
The smile on Long Tingxi's face disappeared instantly, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he rubbed his chin with his right hand, his expression deep.
…
Watching Long Tingxi's motorcade leave, Chu Tianshu walked towards Bei Youya with a smile and said, "The deep love between sister and brother is really touching."
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and sighed: "I am especially envious of people who have no brothers or sisters."
Bei Youya said in a deep voice: "Young Master Chu, I still want to advise you not to..."
Chu Tianshu didn't wait for Bei Youya to finish what he said, and passed by Bei Youya, came to Nangong Hehe, and made a concerned expression: "Master Nangong, does it still hurt?"
The corners of Nangong Hehe's mouth twitched: "No...it doesn't hurt..."
"That's good."
Chu Tianshu hooked Nangong Hehe's shoulders and walked into the Forbidden City, "Let's go in, and I'll have someone make chicken soup for Master Nangong."
Ren Changfeng, who was standing next to him, laughed and said, "Be sure to put more red dates and wolfberry in it."
Chu Tianshu nodded in agreement: "Yes."
Nangong Hehe's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Chu, do you think we can do this? I'll go to the hospital first... As for the conditions you put forward, I will definitely communicate with my father..."
With the current medical level, it would be impossible to reattach a neatly cut finger like his. However, the earlier you go to the hospital, the greater the success rate of the operation.
Chu Tianshu said: "It's okay. Let's drink a bowl of chicken soup to replenish our body. Let's see how pale your face is."
With that said, he turned back and greeted Nangong Nirvana: "Senior Nangong, come in and have a drink. We have wine in the Forbidden City. I guarantee that you will never forget it after drinking it once."
After saying that, he hooked Nangong Hehe's shoulder and entered the Forbidden City.
Chu Xidao had already received news of what happened now, so when Chu Tianshu entered the gate, he had already led people to greet him.
"Father."
Chu Tianshu said hello to Chu Xidao, then waved to Nangong Hehuan and shouted: "Come and take care of your brother."
Nangong Hehuan stepped forward reluctantly and said calmly: "You can't die, can you?"
Nangong Hehe snorted coldly, turned his face away and ignored it.
Chu Xidao came to Dongfang Nirvana, cupped his fists and said, "I guess this is Mr. Dongfang, right?
welcome."
Looking at Chu Xidao in front of him, Dongfang Nirvana's eyes flashed slightly.
Seeing this, Chu Xidao's lips curled up: "If Mr. Nangong wants to kidnap me and force my son to submit, I advise you to give up that idea as soon as possible."
He flicked his sleeves: "You won't succeed."
Dongfang Nirvana smiled coldly and walked straight inside.
"Uncle Chu."
Bei Youya bowed her hand towards Chu Xidao, "Young Master Chu and I are considered friends. Isn't it too much to call you Uncle Chu?"
Chu Xidao said: "Of course."
Chu Tianshu looked at Bei Youya with a playful smile.