Some people say that the longer a person practices, the more stubborn he becomes, the more pure he is, and the less he understands the world.
This statement is not false.
Those old guys who have been cultivating for thousands of years spend most of their time practicing in seclusion, seldom walking outside, and not communicating with others. If this goes on, they will become more and more tired of everything in the world.
However.
Wei Lao is different.
Although he is also an old guy who has been cultivating for thousands of years, he has seldom retreated in seclusion during these thousands of years and spent most of his time in the secular world. Moreover, he is not very interested in attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal. Instead, he is interested in chess, music, etc.
He is more interested in niche fairy arts, especially gambling, which he is very obsessed with. Therefore, he has been hanging out in Fengyue places for thousands of years, and he is definitely an old man with rich experience.
On a normal day, if he were in a gambling house, no one would win big, and no one would lose everything.
Because usually when encountering this kind of situation, he would intervene.
The so-called intervention does not mean stopping or persuading, but he will participate in gambling and use superb gambling skills to influence the winning or losing of both parties, trying to make the winner happy and the loser not lose too badly.
This is why many young masters and even immortal lords from the Immortal Dynasty like to gamble at Linglong Villa.
But it happened that he was not at the casino yesterday, which caused Yue Jinghong, a nine-star immortal official, to lose hundreds of millions of Xuan-level assets.
"Whether you know it beforehand or you know it afterward, as long as Manager Wei knows it, it will be fine."
Peng Jia picked up the wine glass, put it to his mouth, and gently smelled the aroma of the wine. The implication of what he said was very clear. He wanted to question Mr. Wei, as the chief manager of Linglong Villa, if he didn't know that Yue Jinghong was there beforehand.
It's okay to lose everything here. Since we already knew it afterwards, why didn't we let that person return the resources he won?
This made Wei Lao not know how to respond for a while.
How to say?
I was stumped to tell Peng Jia that I had tried to persuade him, but the other party not only refused to listen, but actually acted arrogantly?
This is not important, and it is not the reason why Mr. Wei is troubled.
What really troubled him was Gu Qingfeng's identity.
That was the master who killed dozens of immortal nobles in the northwest. Once his identity was exposed, it would definitely cause a sensation. Mr. Wei neither wanted to provoke the immortal family nor had anything to do with that Gu Qingfeng, so,
He chose silence.
"I heard that the man named Gu is still living in the villa?"
Just as he was meditating, Peng Jia's deep words came again, and Mr. Wei also did not respond to this question.
"hehe."
Peng Jia smiled, put down the wine glass, and said: "It seems that the identity of the person named Gu is not simple... Even you, Manager Wei, kept silent, but..." When the conversation changed, Peng Jia's smile returned.
He turned to an arrogant sneer and said: "Today I want to see who the person named Gu is."
After a pause, he then said: "Manager Wei, today I will give Sister Hong a face, and I will give you a face too. I don't want to cause trouble here, so I hope you will come forward and bring that person named Gu out to me."
"this……"
Mr. Wei was a little hesitant.
At this moment, a voice came: "Sir Peng is so majestic."
Um?
Who is it?
Everyone looked over and saw a short, fat man with a height of less than 1.5 meters and a round body slowly walking down from the second floor. The short fat man was wearing a tailor-made black robe, his hair was combed brightly, and he had a side hairstyle.
Hu, it gives people a very funny feeling
He felt like a nondescript clown, but when they saw this man, no one dared to laugh at him as a clown, because they all knew that this short fat man was a man under Master Naiheifu, and he had been in Yanluo Kingdom in recent years.
Fei Kui is a very good foodie, Boss Fei.
Seeing Fei Kui, Peng Jia was slightly surprised and said, "Oh, I didn't expect that Boss Fei would also be enjoying himself here."
"Of course, everyone knows that Feikui likes this drink. If not here, where can I be." Feikui walked forward and sat next to an empty table. A maid came to pour wine for him, and Feikui
He casually pinched the maid's butt hard, causing the maid to blush with embarrassment.
"I heard that Brother Yue lost a lot here yesterday. What's the matter? Is he here to take care of the debt today?"
"Fei Kui! This is my business, what does it have to do with you!" Yue Jinghong glared at Fei Kui angrily and shouted: "Get out of my way if you are wise, or I will make you look good!"
"oh?"
Fei Kui stroked his mustache, stared at Yue Jinghong with narrowed eyes like a poisonous snake, and said with a smile: "I wonder how Mr. Jinghong can make Fei look good."
Yue Jinghong was about to speak, but was stopped by Peng Jia.
Feikui is now a popular figure in Yanluo Kingdom.
It's not important.
The important thing is that the backer behind him is Mr. Nehei Buddha.
And Master Heifu's business is so big that it covers the entire Yanluo Kingdom, and he also controls many precious and rare spiritual veins. No one wants to be an enemy of Master Heifu, not even the four major families and seven sects of Yanluo Kingdom.
Even Yanluo Immortal Mansion does not want to be an enemy of Master Heifu. At least, it will not offend a master who controls the economic lifeline of Yanluo Kingdom over trivial matters.
but.
What surprised Peng Jia was that he didn't know why Fei Kui came forward at this time, so he asked: "What's the matter with Boss Fei?"
"This sentence should be asked by Fei to Sir Peng." Fei Kui smiled and said, "I wonder what Sir Peng has to do?"
"oh?"
Fei Kui's question made Peng Jia even more confused and asked: "What does Boss Fei mean?"
"It's not interesting. Lord Peng came to the villa with such great force today. Didn't he want to find my young master?"
"Your young master?"
Peng Jia seemed to realize something, but he was not sure yet, so he asked: "You mean that person named Gu is your master?"
"certainly."
Hear the words.
There was an uproar in the venue.
Previously, everyone was guessing that the master who dared to win over Yue Jinghong must have a special identity and background, but no one expected that he would be Fei Kui's master.
Feikui is a descendant of Master Heifu. If he can become his master, is it difficult for him to be a descendant of Master Heifu?
But the key point is that Master Black Buddha has no descendants, not even apprentices.
If he is not from Master Heifu, why is he the young master with a deficit head?
This is also impossible.
It is impossible for Yue Jinghong not to recognize the talented person who is the leader of the Yanluo Kingdom.
Who is the young master Feikui calls?
No one knows.
Everyone is wondering.
The same was true for Peng Jia. After much deliberation, he couldn't figure out who the young master Fei Kui mentioned could be.
"I wonder what the name of Boss Fei's master is and who he is. Can I, the lord, meet him?"
"You don't need to know who my young master is." Fei Kui said unceremoniously: "As for the meeting, forget it. Today, my young master just wants to listen to music and does not want to meet guests."