Three months ago, Fan Ju came back to visit his father, and right in front of the hospital room, he was blocked by a handsome but cold, tall man, about twenty years old, who exuded a thousand-year-old cold like the polar regions.

"Fan Ju?"

Fan Ju involuntarily activated his defensive movements, and the boy in front of him, who was nearly twenty years younger than himself, gave him such a feeling that he didn't dare to ignore him, "I am." ”

"My name is An Hao, and I want to ask your father for a promise. ”

After An Hao finished speaking, he glanced into the ward, and Fan Ju understood what he meant, "Now I can represent my father." ”

Then he said, "You were sent by the Feng family, and you want that promise back then?"

"Yes, what's your answer?" An Hao also asked directly.

Fan Ju's understanding of this Feng family comes from his father and his own investigation in the past few years, and he often talked to him when his father was not sick before, without the help of the Feng family back then, his Fan family would have been gone for a long time, so he cherished this only promise.

It is something that he can't forget when he is sick.

This Feng family seems to send someone to ask every ten years.

But he has been investigating the Feng family in the past few years, and it disappeared in Beijing forty years ago, saying that it is hidden, but few people know the real reason, so he thinks that the Feng family may have declined.

Then this promise, their Fan family just wants to fulfill it now, but I'm afraid they don't have much ability.

An Hao looked at Fan Ju, whose face was slightly contradictory, and did not urge, and waited quietly.

Fan Ju looked at his sleeping father through the small window, his father's words were still in his ears, and in the real environment in front of him, he clenched his hands and paused, "My Fan family doesn't have this ability." ”

"I see. An Hao bowed slightly and then turned to leave.

Fan Ju had already thought about how to explain the reason to An Hao next, but he didn't expect him to know.

Looking at the figure of the cultivator for a long time, Fan Ju actually felt a touch of shame and wanted to stop him, but in the end he still didn't make a sound, until the figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

At this time, Fan Ju was sitting in the sick chua

G right, to the father who is still asleep, said, "Dad, I'm back, I'm not going to do anything that you're unhappy about, I'll always be with you, when will you get better?"

"Even if you get up and beat me. ”

"And about that promise, when you're ready, I'll go to the Feng family to apologize to them, it's all my own decision. ”

Yesterday, he knew a lot about what had happened in the Feng family in the mouth of Mei Die, and his reappearance in the upper class society of country Z had already made the Ou Ying family of the top family give three points.

The next step is to be in-laws with the Yan Gang to make it stronger.

He also learned that the last time An Hao came to him to ask for a promise, what was the reason?

And this made him feel even more ashamed, if he had asked more at that time, maybe he would not have refused, and he would have fulfilled the promise that his father had cared for for half his life.

When Professor Zhou returned to the office, he sent a message to Yan Jue, "Young Master, the patient's condition is relatively serious, and I can only cure five or six percent." ’

Yan Jue quickly replied, "Uncle Zhou, you do your best. ’

Yan Jue left country A alone early in the morning, Feng Qingyi looked at the car in the distance, frowned lightly, thinking about what Yan Jue said to her before leaving, and at the same time thinking of better countermeasures, until Yan Ji came.

Said respectfully, "Young lady, everything is ready. ”

"Well, you and Yi Ze have a good contact, I'll go and have breakfast with my grandfather first. Feng Qingyi collected her thoughts and returned to her original cold appearance.

When Feng Qingyi came to the restaurant, Abel also happened to sit down, "Good morning, grandpa." ”

"Yiyi, come on. Able smiled kindly and beckoned, not asking about Lord Yan, who had already told him about the situation yesterday.

Feng Qingyi sat down on his right side, "Grandpa, we'll come back to visit you after our wedding in country Y." ”

Able put down his glass, "No, it's time for your honeymoon, and I'll come back to see my grandfather when I'm free." ”

Feng Qingyi smiled and didn't answer, but brought him bread and spread jam.

After breakfast, Able took Feng Qingyi to the study, "Yiyi, sit." ”

Then he took out a wooden box with a carved totem in the drawer, "Yiyi, this is left by Eddie Dunley, you can help me take it to his grandson." ”

Feng Qingyi didn't ask why she didn't let Yan Jue take it, and took the box with both hands, "Okay." ”

"Yiyi, can you do grandpa a favor?" Abel said with a touch of sadness.

Feng Qingyi nodded slightly, "Grandpa, you say." ”

Abel said, "Lord is a very protective man, especially when someone wants to harm someone he cares about, he is more likely to be angry and merciless, and if he can, give Cyron Dunley a reason to live." ”

Abel seemed to use a lot of strength to say this, and leaned back in his chair after saying this.

Feng Qingyi was stunned for a moment, "Okay, I'll do my best." ”

Able smiled lightly when he heard this, "You should also be careful, I have read Silang's information, he is very similar to Eddie, he is a very cautious and intelligent person. ”

Although he believed in Yan Jue's abilities, it didn't stop him from worrying about them.

Feng Qingyi immediately stood up, "Grandpa, we will all be safe, we will come to see you next time." ”

"Good. ”

Twenty minutes later, Feng Qingyi took Yan Ji and also got on the plane to country K.

Countries A and K are quite close, and Yan Jue got off the plane in a few hours, and casually took a taxi at the airport and went to the address sent by the wolf.

In less than an hour, Yan Jue got out of the car in front of the gate of the ancient castle where the wolf was, the corners of his thin mouth were slightly raised, and his eagle eyes were slightly dark.

The two guards standing in front of the door stepped forward, "Lord Yan?"

"It's me. Yan Jue put his hands in his pockets, very comfortable, and people who didn't know thought he was here to find a friend.

As soon as the doorman wanted to speak, a cold voice came from the walkie-talkie he pinned to his waist, "Take him in, no need to search him." ”

Yan Jue raised his sword eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and a trace of expected emotion appeared on his face.

He learned from the sources that Siran Dunley was a conceited man.

Yan Jue followed the doorman into the luxurious and luxurious hall and saw Silang Dunley sitting in the main seat, wearing a mask, with a ** on the table in front of him.

There were five people standing behind him, all looking at him curiously, and to his right sat Rick Ike, who was a little out of sight of Lord Yan.

"Lord Yan, you are very punctual. A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth under the mask, and the coldness in his eyes instantly emerged.

Yan Jue walked gracefully to the couch across from the wolf and sat down, "Hello, Silang Dunley. ”

The five people standing behind the wolf saw Yan Jue for the first time, and the three men were shocked by the majesty that faintly emanated from him, and it was indeed the young master of the Yan Gang, who had such a powerful momentum at a young age.

The two women, however, were bewildered by his god-like handsome face, and they didn't come back to their senses until they heard his words, and they didn't know the name of their boss after joining the half-wolf mercenary group for so long.

Hearing this, Xilang reached out and took off the mask, revealing a handsome face that was similar to Yanjue between his eyebrows, and also took off the contact lenses, and his eyes returned to blue.

"Lord Yan, when did you know my identity?" he said with curiosity.

Yan Jue gracefully put his right foot on his left knee, rubbed the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and asked rhetorically, "Does this make sense?"

"Yes, it doesn't make sense. The corners of Xilang's mouth were slightly raised, "Do you know Fan Ju?"

This question asks all the doubts and anticipatory curiosity of the present.

Yan Jue replied, "I don't know. ”

The confusion in Xilang's eyes deepened, "Then why can you venture here alone for him?"

"You'll know that. Yan Jue then turned his gaze to Rick, "You're pretty fatal. ”

Rick's heart, which was suddenly concerned, shook involuntarily, perhaps because the Yan family's shadow on him was too great.

"Lord Yan, you don't have as much luck as me today. ”

Yan Jue said nonchalantly, "I never rely on luck. ”

The implication is to satirize Rick's lack of strength and luck to make it up.

As soon as these words came out, Rick was immediately angry enough, he knew that Yan Jue had always been very vicious, and he had been angry a few times, but he couldn't help but want to refute, "Yan Jue, I think you can still leave here today?"

Yan Jue leaned back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "You may not be able to see it." ”

Rick wanted to refute but was preempted by Xilang, "That's enough." ”

Rick stopped his mouth when he heard this, but his face was a little ugly, while Yan Jue was completely unaffected, and his tone did not change at all, "Say, what do you want?"

The curvature of the corners of Xilang's mouth disappeared instantly, and his blue eyes glared at Yan Jue angrily, "Yan Jue, how did your grandfather Abel Brown treat my grandfather back then, so I will do to you today." ”

"What did my grandfather do to your grandfather, then have you ever had why your grandfather was treated like this?" Yan Jue's ten fingers formed a pyramid shape relative to each other.

Xilang replied with a straightforward and excited tone, "My grandfather is not wrong. ”

In his concept, his grandfather is his sky, and as long as the sky does not fall, then his grandfather will not be wrong.

Yan Jue's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and the emotion of Junyi's indifferent face finally changed, and he became a little more angry, "Xilang Dunley, you are worthy of being Eddie Dunley's grandson, the same selfishness. ”

He had read Eddie Dunley's file back then, and he had harmed many people for the word 'greed', and he didn't have any remorse when he was arrested.

"My grandfather is not wrong, even if my grandfather is not greedy, there will be others who are greedy. The more Xi Lang spoke, the more excited he became, and in the end, his face rose a little hideous.

And the faces of several people behind him quickly flashed with disapproval.

Although they are not good people, they are not to the point of losing their conscience, which is too much.

Yan Jue had regained his original indifference, and Xilang said again, "Now I don't want to argue with you anymore, because there is no point, so let's do something interesting, for example, where will this pistol hit you?"

As soon as the words fell, the pistol was already aimed at Yan Jue, and a trace of excitement and excitement appeared in his blue eyes, but Yan Jue's face did not even change, and asked calmly, "Then where do you think you can hit?"