Chapter 142: Self-proclaimed king
New North West Suburbs.
Different from the manor of the Jin family and the villa of the Hong family, the Xu family loves the antique and traditional courtyard houses.
Standing on the shore of Yangzi Lake, this courtyard house covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters was designed by Xu Donglai, the head of the Xu family.
It is like the palace of ancient times, dazzling and dazzling.
In the courtyard, there are gardens, rockeries, lakes, pavilions.
Every flower, every grass, is carefully selected, regardless of the cold wind and cold air in winter, the snow falls, and the year-round greenery is full of flowers.
Night falls.
The garden is brightly lit, and on the long tables, melons and fruits, wine, drinks, snacks, etc. are all available.
There is also a huge cake that is set aside separately.
There is still half an hour left before the party starts.
The relatives and friends invited by Xu Jing had already arrived one after another, and they got together to chat in twos and threes, and the atmosphere was very lively.
Xu Donglai.
The head of the Xu family, standing alone on the side, looked at this group of vigorous young people, as well as Xu Jing who was smiling, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
However, in those eyes, there is a lingering haze.
I'm in a good mood, but I'm also worried.
Today, the reason why I agreed to Xu Jing to hold this party is also to relax and relax my tense nerves, get together with some relatives and friends, chat, and talk about my heart.
This month, I have been really physically and mentally exhausted.
And all of this comes from a young man who was born out of nowhere.
Today, Hong Feng's body was forced to be cremated and buried in a flower pot.
Zhao Zhengyang had already agreed to set up a thousand tables for the Li family.
It seems that all of this is developing in the least optimistic direction.
"Dad, who do you think I brought back for you?"
When Xu Donglai was stunned, a young woman wearing a black down jacket with a bumpy appearance intimately held a man in her thirties and walked closer.
The young woman, named Xu Yang, is the eldest daughter of Xu Donglai.
The man, tall and tall, dressed in a black tracksuit, had a resolute face, sharp eyes, and played with a swarthy three-inch short sword in his hand.
The short sword was sharp, and the cold light flickered.
With the movement of the five fingers, the short sword flipped and moved, like a dancer.
Xu Donglai's eyes condensed slightly.
It's not the first time I've seen it, but I can't help but marvel every time.
Not only was he amazed by the dexterity of the opponent's fingers, but also the sharpness of the short sword.
That sharp breath, from afar, can bring people a palpitation.
Then, he walked over with a smile, "Yang Tian, you haven't come to see me for a while, have you?"
"There are a lot of things in the sect, and the son-in-law is very guilty. The young man named Yang Tian stood in front of Xu Donglai and said with a slight apology.
The surrounding Xu family members were full of admiration and awe in their eyes when they looked at Yang Tian.
This person does not do business in his family, nor does he have power.
But no one dared to underestimate it.
Even Xu Donglai, a peak figure who stands in a certain place, is polite and polite.
All of this came from the short sword that jumped in Yang Tian's hand.
That is, the token of the core disciple of the Lingnan faction.
Lingnan School, as the name suggests, is a sect, and it is a super sect that has been inherited for hundreds of years.
All its assets, if combined, even if the four major families are combined, may not be comparable to them.
And if you want to get that short sword, unless you are surprised by the bones and have a great talent in martial arts, or, send billions of treasures to buy it, and at the same time, you also need to introduce people.
There is no other way.
In other words, this Lingnan faction is a sect composed entirely of elites, coupled with a profound heritage and hundreds of years of development, it has become a behemoth.
Distribution, hall, spread throughout every major province.
Yang Tianfei was born rich and noble, and he was able to become a disciple of the Lingnan faction because of his talent far beyond ordinary people.
At the age of thirty-one and twelve, he has already stepped into the realm of grandmasters.
I dare not say that it is rare, and it is also a talented existence.
"Out of the way, it's enough to come back once in a while. Zhao Donglai waved his hand, and his father-in-law didn't have a stand in front of his son-in-law, and said with a smile.
To have a son-in-law of this status, he is already satisfied, what more can he ask for?
Yang Tian smiled and said nothing.
After Xu Jing greeted his friend, he immediately walked over, and he could see that his legs and feet were still a little strange, but it didn't affect his walking.
Ye Wanru, who was dressed in a decent evening dress, followed closely.
"Brother-in-law, I heard that your sect master won an amazing title not long ago?"
Xu Jing yearns for the Lingnan faction very much, but unfortunately, he does not have this qualification, and it is a little unrealistic for him to spend billions to worship the mountain gate.
So much so that every time Yang Tian came back, he asked questions one by one.
This time, it's no exception.
"King!" Yang Tian nodded, looking proud, and honored.
There is a way, the emperor, the king.
The suzerain of a mere sect dares to call himself a king, how pretentious is this?
Xu Donglai shook his head and sighed, this is the style of a big man standing at the top of the mountain!
Under the emperor, above 10,000 people.
Vast sentient beings, don't dare to look up.
"I heard, has New Taipei been so lively recently? Has there been a river dragon churning?" Yang Tian also knew about the changes in New Taipei, so he asked with concern.
Xu Donglai's eyes sank, and he smiled: "Don't worry, no matter how much trouble you make, Xinbei is still the same Xinbei." ”
The development of events, although it exceeded expectations.
But as long as the last step is not reached, it is really uncertain who will win and who will lose.
Besides, the four masters have not really joined forces yet.
"It's all a family, and if you have any difficulties, you can just open your mouth at any time. Yang Tian said generously.
Xu Donglai smiled with relief, and when his eyes touched the short sword in Yang Tian's hand, his smile bloomed again, "Your identity is too scary, it's better not to do it until the critical time." ”
"Are you worried that you scared the other party away and failed to make them pay enough price?" Yang Tian puffed up his chest and laughed confidently.
"He disturbed Xu Jing's wedding, injured his leg, and almost became disabled, how can this revenge not be avenged?"
Xu Donglai's eyes were cold, if Jin Zongquan still couldn't come up with effective countermeasures, he could only use Yang Tian's connections.
When the time comes, how much change will be involved, and whether the Lingnan faction will spy on the resources of New Taipei, everything is unknown.
When it really got to that point, he couldn't care about it so much.
"I have always kept my brother-in-law's hatred in my heart, as long as I say a word, I will personally go out and pinch him to death with one hand. ”
Yang Tian talked and laughed freely, but the sharp breath in his words was flamboyant.
Xu Donglai laughed with satisfaction, with this Dinghai God needle, what is there to fear?
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