These few words exploded in everyone's ears like a shock to the earth.
Qin Sangong never expected that the person who opposed Qin Qianqian was actually a guest at the underground auction house.
Although he is the Third Duke of the Martial Palace, he has a deep understanding of the background of the underground auction house, and even with his courage, he does not dare to clash with Song Su rashly.
The two parties confront each other, with swords and swords flashing, and murderous intent.
It seems that this magnificent underground palace will turn into a bloody battlefield at any time.
"Mr. Song, there may be some misunderstanding here."
After Qin Sangong finished speaking, he waved his hands, waved his sleeves, and winked at the men coming from the Qin Gate. He saw that the vast crowd was retreating steadily, and they put away their sharp weapons.
"This girl, it turns out that I didn't investigate thoroughly and acted recklessly. Don't take it seriously."
Seeing Song Su's expressionless face, Qin Sangong had no choice but to smile and face Chu Yue.
Chu Yue looked lazily, her eyes were clear, she slightly raised one eyebrow, and looked at Qin Sangong teasingly.
"The majestic Duke of Qin, who speaks and acts without thinking, is really disappointing." She said slowly.
With these words, Qin Sangong's expression changed drastically.
He held a high position and was respected by others. He had never been ridiculed in public like this before, and it did not leave him any face.
Qin Sangong was so angry that he was about to raise his hand and release the vast power, like a thunderbolt, crushing the thin girl in front of him at any time.
"Qin Sangong."
Yun Ji's eyes were filled with frost-like mist, as thin and cool as the moon, and her voice suddenly exploded: "My dear guest at the auction house, if a hair is missing from your hands, everyone in your Qin family will come today.
No return! Walk in vertically and get out horizontally."
Qin Sangong was deeply shocked.
What kind of identity does this woman have that makes her worthy of the auction house's massive efforts to protect her, even if she doesn't hesitate to break up with the Qin family?
Qin Qianqian and Ye Ruoxue never expected that things would evolve into such a thrilling situation.
It's really unbelievable.
Ye Ruoxuechuan looked at Chu Yue and raised his slender eyebrows.
Who is she!
Chu Yue stroked the soft-haired little fox, with a smile on her face and a faint glow.
Yesterday, when she met Song Su, she directly monopolized the auction house business and reached a cooperation.
She naturally knows that if she wants to stand in an era where heroes gather together, she must have her own foundation.
The shadow guards and soldiers of Zhenbei Hou Mansion are unchanging force.
With the underground auction house extending in all directions, and with the assistance of Shennong Space, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the richest man in Chang'an.
No matter where you are, strong financial resources are the foundation for a foothold.
Coupled with the complementary strength of the martial arts foundation, one day he will be able to dominate the world and be proud of Jiuzhou!
Obviously, Song Su protected her because he discovered her potential.
"Mr. Qin, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."
Chu Yue's white little hand patted Qin Sangong's shoulder and said slowly in the tone of an elder: "Back then, the great ancestor of the Qin family started from scratch and carried forward the martial arts spirit of the Qin family. He had countless disciples. The Qin family has a century-old history.
, don’t let it be destroyed in the hands of Duke Qin. In the future, you should think twice before doing anything.”
What she said makes sense.
But the tone of teaching the younger generation should obviously be funny, but it is so just right and harmonious.
It seems like it should be like this.
Qin Sangong is so aggrieved that the head of his sect is being scolded by a yellow-haired girl?
But when Song Su and Yun Ji were around, he dared to be angry but dared not speak.
Qinmen’s century-old foundation cannot be destroyed in his hands!
Xuanyuan Yu turned his head and looked at Chu Yue, blinking involuntarily.