Upon hearing that An Tai was dead, the venue with hundreds of people was more lively than a frying pan.
An Zizi was so angry that he slapped his hand on the conference table and roared at the young man: "Young Master Qin, please respect your own words."
"Anjia has a good temper, but he is not completely temperless. If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful not to get out of this door."
In everyone's mind, the An family has always been a smiling image of Maitreya Buddha. If there is a conflict between each family, they will usually stand up and mediate in a friendly manner.
Over time, everyone has forgotten when was the last time Anjia lost his temper?
In addition, the comprehensive strength of the An family is higher than that of the other five aristocratic families, so outsiders naturally respect and fear them to a certain extent.
So when An Zizi was angry, the scene immediately became completely quiet again, and even the young man's laughter froze on his face.
However, the young man quickly came to his senses and said in a cold voice: "Is the An family a big bully in the shop? You won't even let people tell the truth?"
"Or is it that you, Anjia, have always been like this, just pretending to be good people on the surface, but actually have other agendas?"
An Zizai's thick eyebrows were twisted into knots in anger. If he hadn't cared about the An family's reputation, he would have really wanted to strangle the young man to death with his own hands.
The young man didn't know what was going on and continued: "I've heard that the An family has many talents. No matter from what aspect, there should be at least twenty people in the An family who are better than you!"
"We in the Qin family have heard that your brother An Wucheng has also come back. Where are the rest of them? Apart from the fact that there is something strange about your grandfather, I really can't think of any reason why none of them showed up."
"Also, it's very simple for the An family to break our suspicions. All they have to do is ask the old man to show his face. It's not impossible to fake it through video connections or the like."
"If Mr. An is really still alive now, then I, Qin Bingyang, will naturally take the blame."
When Qin Bingyang finished speaking, Qin Changsheng, who was playing with his cell phone boredly, suddenly raised his head and looked at him.
I saw that Rang was about twenty-four or five years old, tall and thin, with a decent-sized haircut. Although he came from a wealthy family, his clothes were not luxurious. They were all sports and leisure clothes that ordinary people could afford.
Qin Changsheng was interested in him entirely because this name was familiar to him.
He already knew the specific situation of Qin Kun's lineage when he interrogated the two ghosts of Netherworld.
Later, Qin Changsheng always heard some information about the Qin family intentionally or unintentionally, especially after meeting Zhao Xinrui, he also learned a lot about the collateral branches of the Qin family.
Qin Bingyang's grandfather is the younger brother of Qin Kun, the current head of the Qin family. Strictly speaking, Qin Changsheng has to call him his cousin.
According to Zhao Xinrui, Qin Bingyang, a young genius, is the strongest among the younger generation of the Qin family.
Although he is only a sideline, his status among the entire younger generation of the Qin family even surpasses that of Qin Yucheng, and he has risen to the level of a core high-level official.
At the same time, Qin Bingyang also noticed Qin Changsheng looking at him. After snorting with disdain, he immediately turned his gaze back.
Du Nanqiao saw this scene, and she didn't know the relationship between Qin Changsheng and them.
She just felt that brother Changsheng had been provoked, and she was so angry that she raised her pink fist towards Qin Bingyang and said angrily: "Why is he so awesome? This bastard really deserves a beating."
Qin Changsheng smiled flatly, not bothering to say anything more, and returned his eyes to the phone again.
However, An Zizai, who was in a rage, did not notice this and said coldly to Qin Bingyang: "I told you that my grandfather is not feeling well and cannot come out to meet guests."
Qin Bingyang smiled and said: "If you feel unwell, you need treatment."
"Have you forgotten? The Qin family is a family of medicine and martial arts, and has produced immortal cultivators."
"Even though the Qin family has indeed become lonely these years, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The medical skills of my Qin family are definitely still the best in the world."
Everyone nodded. This was something that the whole capital knew, so they naturally had no objections.
The most important thing is that everyone is eager to know the current situation of Antai.
After all, An Tai is the most respected person, and his influence in life and death is definitely comparable to that of ancient princes and generals.
Seeing this, An Zizai began to ride the tiger again and said in a deep voice, "Yes! It has been hundreds of years. Although the Qin family no longer treats illnesses and saves people, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Qin family's medical skills are unrivaled in the world."
"And I once heard a senior say that the world's medical skills depend on the Qin family, and the Qin family's medical skills depend on Qin Feng."
"Qin Shaotian is a genius. As the grandson of senior Qin Feng, he must have already mastered the true inheritance, right?"
Qin Bingyang was slightly startled, feeling that there was something wrong with the tone of An Zizi's words.
But for a while he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only pretend to be humble and said: "That's a compliment. Compared to my grandfather, I only know the surface."
"However, even with this little bit of knowledge, I dare say that it is enough to rule the world outside of the Qin family."
An Zizi snorted coldly and did not answer.
Others began to nod their heads again.
Because they know that Qin Bingyang's words are a bit arrogant and need to be beaten, but they are also the truth.
But Qin Bingyang couldn't be happy at this time. He felt more and more that An Ziyi's expression was abnormal.
Does it feel like you have clearly fallen into a pit, but you can't see where it is?
His face darkened and he said to An Zizai: "My surname is An, what do you mean?"
An Zizi said calmly: "The meaning is obvious, I seriously suspect that you have bad intentions."
Qin Bingyang said: "I think it's you Anjia who has bad intentions, right?"
"Everyone who knows our Qin family's medical skills knows that the Qin family's medical skills can restore the flesh and bones of the dead."
"So I would like to ask, is it because you are unfilial to the An family and want to die without saving me? Or are you trying to take advantage of this matter for ulterior motives?"
An Zizai said: "Okay, since Mr. Qin insists on meeting and is kind-hearted to save people, how can the An family not accept the kindness?"
"However, the Qin family's medical skills can save people, but they can also kill people invisible, so I really don't worry."
"Let's do it! It just so happens that the An family knows a famous doctor, how about he cooperate with Young Master Qin to go together?"
Qin Bingyang sneered a few times and said with full disdain: "Haha, my Qin family wants to use medical skills to kill people. Even if you invite Hua Tuo and Bian Que, it will be in vain."
"Who doesn't know that the medical skills of my Qin family are inherited from the ancestor who ascended to heaven? How can the medical skills of the immortal world be understood by ordinary people?"
An Zizai nodded and said: "I know, of course I know. So, Master Qin agrees?"
Qin Bingyang said nonchalantly: "I don't care. Let alone one, there are ten or a hundred. What's the harm? They're just decorations anyway."
"The key is to look at the whole of China. Which doctor without a good eye would dare to take on this job?"
An Zizi ignored his words, turned to look at Qin Changsheng who was playing on his mobile phone and said: "This Qin Changsheng has been said by many people to have the best medical skills in ancient and modern times. How about asking him to help with this?"