Two hours later, more than a dozen people gathered in the pavilion of Jinzhilin's back garden, and Huang Feihu also came with Huang Xuanwu.
He handed the token back to Ye Fan:
"Black wood, Jiuwenlong, and the signature are also confirmed. It can be concluded that this is really the token of President Nanling."
He also took out his token and placed it on the table. Except for the place name on the back, the other details were exactly the same.
Ye Fan was stunned when he looked at the two tokens: "What a president token?"
Huang Feihu nodded: "No moisture."
Sun Bufan spoke with a hesitation:
"If it is really the token of President Nanling, then the fair-skinned man who came to treat him in the afternoon."
When he thought of that feminine man, he couldn't stop his chills and felt like eunuchs in ancient palaces.
"It should be nine thousand years old."
Huang Feihu has no taboo on this name:
"In addition to the matching appearance and skills, he is the only one who dares to appoint Ye Fan as the president of Nanling like this."
"After all, few people dare to exercise their nine thousand-year-old power like this."
He added:
"And I mentioned Ye Fan when I was in Longdu. Compared with the details of today's conversation, the one who came in the afternoon was definitely Nine Thousand Years."
Ye Fan was slightly surprised:
"So he is nine thousand years old, no wonder he is so awesome."
He and Dugu Shang were also considered strong men, but they were easily defeated by the other party, and their chests still hurt.
He thought to practice martial arts well, otherwise he would be beaten next time he met a strong man.
"It seems that Jiu Qiansui is sympathetic to you."
Huang Feihu suddenly let out a hearty laugh:
"Otherwise, I won't come to Zhonghai to try you in person, and I will let you take over the Nanling Wu League to resolve your grudges."
"If you don't appreciate you from the bottom of your heart, with his personality and style, you will be a fight."
He looked at Ye Fan with relief: "Brother, as my brother said at the time, you will be at the peak of China sooner or later. It seems that I did not make a mistake."
"Brother is so serious."
Ye Fan waved his hand gently:
"I am just a little doctor, and you are the one who loves you. How can you get the peak of China?"
The higher you stand, the greater the responsibility. Ye Fan doesn’t want to worry about such a big thing as the people.
"I won't talk about the peak for now. I just want to know if Brother Fan wants to be the president of Nanling?"
Huang Sanchong shouted happily: "Nanling has money and nearly 10,000 children. Being the president will make you moisturize."
"Shut up!"
"Nanling is the territory of the Shen family. Shen Qianshan died in Zhonghai. Although the investigation has nothing to do with Brother Fan, the Shen family regards Brother Fan as a thorn in their eyes."
Huang Tianjiao knocked Huang Sanchong on the head: "Brother Fan takes over, it's no less than a sheep entering the tiger's mouth."
The two sides were grudges, and Ye Fan asked Shen Qianshan to kneel down and even destroyed his dantian. In the end, Shen Qianshan died in Zhonghai, and the Shen family hated Ye Fan to the core.
"Oh, this is true, but the Shen family's useless guys don't have to worry about it."
Huang Sanchong exhaled a long breath:
"I heard that Shen Qianshan died and Xue Ruyi was beaten and abolished, the entire Shen family and the Wu League were caught in a fight for power and profit."
"The Shen family is thinking about how to divide the wealth of Shen Qianshan, and the four great disciples of the Nanling Martial Arts League are thinking about becoming the president. It has been rumored that they have fought several times."
"They just want to get to power now, and they don't have much interest in avenging Shen Qianshan."
Huang Sanchong obviously inquired about the situation in the Nanling Martial Alliance: "It's not much difficulty for Brother Fan to clean up the situation in the past."
"The Nanling Martial Alliance is really messy now."
Huang Feihu and Ye Fan were heartbroken:
"Although they fought for power and profit, there were also plans that Jiu Qiansui deliberately indulged."
"Jiu Qiansui originally planned to let the Nanling Martial Alliance reshuffle itself to see if there are any strong people taking on the big responsibilities, end the dispute and gather their children again."
"But the result disappointed him a little. No matter whether it is the sons and nephews of the Shen family or the four great disciples, there is no one with a big picture."
"No one avenged Chen Qianshan, no one had the ability to end the chaos, and no one could take charge of the overall situation."
He made his own speculation: "This is probably the main reason why he chose you as the president of Nanling."
"What's wrong with him? Brother Fan killed him directly and defeated them one by one while they were divided."
A burst of heat flashed in Huang Sanchong's eyes:
"Soldiers are of great speed, Brother Fan will fly to Nanling tomorrow."
"They are fighting hotly now, and when they run to Nanling, they will only become targets."
Ye Fan leaned on the seat and his voice came out calmly:
"They were already stalemate. When they saw my common enemy, I, went to Nanling, and just called me to kill me."
"Aren't I being chased by ten thousand people?"
"So you must not go to Nanling in these ten days and half months. You have to wait until they fight for a while before talking about it."
"Of course, the most important point is that I haven't decided to be the president of Nanling yet."
Ye Fan lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide the depth in his eyes.
"I didn't think it was done"
Huang Sanchong became anxious when he heard this: "This is a trap that has fallen from the sky. What do you have to think about?"
"Besides, you have passed the biggest test of Nine Thousand Years, which means that with his support, you just need to clean up the Shen family's waste."