Chu Zhitian's domineering and undoubted words made Chen Qinglong, who was once the god of war, stunned on the spot, slumped to the ground, his eyes were blank, and his body began to tremble unnaturally

And Li Lingwu on the side, the leader of the Li company, the richest man who has repeatedly entered the top ten on the rich list of China, and a well-deserved giant in the Chinese business world, only feels that his brain is uncontrollable, and he is roaring!

It turns out that in this world, there is really a kind of man who can make the whole world tremble with a simple sentence!

This is the majesty of the king!

What happened nineteen years ago?

It was a great upheaval like never before!

And the director of this great turmoil is the man in front of him who is not good-looking and dressed in ordinary clothes.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and the pin drop could be heard!

After a long time, Chen Qinglong swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his eyes were frightened, and then, he struggled to sit up from the ground, wanting to reach out to pull the man in front of him who was standing in front of him like a mountain, but Chu Zhitian gently shook off this old man, without a trace of pity on his face, and said lightly again: "My patience is limited, give you a day, I must see my son!"

One day?

The strong words made Chen Qinglong, including Li Lingwu, tremble involuntarily!

Just as they were about to speak, Chu Shuntian's insurmountable figure gently disappeared into the teahouse, and the man, with a steady pace, slowly walked out of the door.

His pace was not fast, but every step was like stepping on Chen Qinglong's heart, which was almost suffocating, and Chen Qinglong, with his mouth wide open, swallowed the last thing he wanted to say helplessly.

In the room, Geng Yong and a cadre of system personnel looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, and their hearts were deeply shocked, but after all, they were good at turning the clouds and rain in the officialdom, and they peeked out from Chu Zhitian's words, as a member of the Bai family's echelon, he knew that the man who made Li Lingwu, who was struggling to stammer, in shock and fear, was definitely not simple.

Taking a deep breath, Geng Yong walked up to Li Lingwu and asked in an obviously unbelievable tone, "Mr. Li, who is this man?"

Li Lingwu suddenly woke up like a dream, and his whole body was shocked, and then he said in a trembling tone: "He is Chu Zhitian!"

Rumble!

Chu Shuntian?

As soon as this name came out, Geng Yong was stunned on the spot, with a stunned face!

As a person of their level, it is impossible to know Chu Shuntian, but as a person of their era, it is absolutely impossible not to have heard of Chu Shuntian, especially the members of the system.

Because, this man used to be the nightmare of this imperial capital!

Thinking of this, Geng Yong's body began to tremble, and a fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow began to permeate his body, Chu Zhitian, the man who was arrogant and domineering back then, and turned his anger into a red face, making the entire imperial capital tremble?

After a while, Geng Yong calmed down and cast his eyes to the door.

The outside of the teahouse was already empty, and there was no man in it, and then, Geng Yong took a deep breath, with some unknown sentimentality.

Is this imperial capital going to be chaotic?

At the same time, Chu Zhitian, who walked out of the teahouse, walked quietly on the street, looking at the bustling Yanjing City, a touch of sentimentality flashed in his eyes, how many years have he not stepped into this city?

Every grass and tree, every street and alley, it seems that it is still the same as it was back then, but things are people and everything!

No matter how glorious the past is, it is all over after all, and time is like a ruthless executioner, strangling everything into the tide of history.

The Eagle King slowly followed behind the man, not saying a word.

Half an hour later, Chu Weitian and the Eagle King slowly stepped onto the city tower.

With his hands folded and his spine straightened, Chu Shuntian looked at the entire imperial capital, and his eyes flashed with a strong sense of the past.

"Big brother, over the years, this imperial capital has changed so much!" said the Eagle King with some self-deprecating emotion.

"Yes!" Chu Zhitian's hands suddenly opened, propped up on the city wall, looking at the picturesque rivers and mountains, and there was a heroic spirit in his eyes that swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, and said: "The humble has survived for so many years, and can no longer do what the scholars who ascend to the heights and endow them do, whether it is a hero or a hero, after all, he can't escape the three-foot green mound, in the end, life is just a dream, the country is picturesque, how many heroes are there at one time?" On this stage, there are too many people coming and going, or there are no dead bodies, or a short period of glory is buried in the tide of history, there is really a perfect ending, but there are too few and too few, it's not that I can't get along with this group of people who have been crushed by me for decades, so many years, what should be put down, should also be put down, if it weren't for Qingling, maybe in this life, I won't step into this imperial capital again!"

The Eagle King was silent, staring into the distance with ethereal eyes, thoughtful!

Chu Yantian suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at this huge imperial capital, quite instructive, and said: "The state of mind was born, this is true, but I always like it, standing on a high place and looking down on the common people!"

Airplanes!

The Eagle King trembled, unsteady on his feet, and a monstrous giant Lang set off in his heart.

Before he could recall the meaning of Chu Shuntian's words, the man had already quietly turned around, returned to his previous low-key and calm posture, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, over the years, my unfilial son-in-law should also meet my old father-in-law who leans towards the government and the opposition!"

Nanyuan Tea Garden!

Under the sycamore tree, the old man Ye Weiguo, who stomped his feet, and the entire Huaxia Kingdom was about to tremble, suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, and on his shriveled face, which had been eroded by too much wind and rain, his muscles twitched suddenly, which was distressing.

Who knows what the old man who is in charge of a huge family has endured all these years?

Who knows how much it costs to make a family glorious forever?

Who knows what it takes to get this country to thrive within the rules?

retreated behind the scenes, but the guard next to the old man knew that this old man had never really let go of the burden on his shoulders for a moment.

"Ahem"

Suddenly, the old man coughed violently, the face full of vicissitudes of life was red, he covered his mouth with one hand, trying his best to hide his sickness, after a while, the old man's coughing stopped, but there was a pool of blood in the palm of the exposed green tendons.

There was a hint of gloom in the old man's cloudy eyes.

The guards trotted in from the doorway.

The old man suddenly looked panicked, and tried his best to hide the bloodstained thick palm behind his back to prevent the guards from seeing this scene.

However, this scene happened to be seen by the guards, and his face changed in an instant.

"Ye Lao, you" The guard only felt something choked in his throat, choked and couldn't speak.

"What's wrong with you, me, and me in the early years, it's all right!" the old man scolded.

"But," the guard's eyes moistened instantly, and he tried to control his emotions.

"Nothing, but!" said the old man, "What made you so flustered?"

The guard seemed to think of something, pondered for a moment, and said: "Chu Shuntian, I have come to the capital, and the people below have sent news that he is coming to Nanyuan Tea Garden!"

Belch?

The old man was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight, his brows furrowed tightly, and he was silent for a long time.

This season, the smell of slaughter pervades the air.

After a long time, a long time, the old man came back to his senses, sighed softly, stared at the desolate sky, his eyes were cloudy and unfocused, and said, "Why does he want to come back?

The guards were as pale as if struck by lightning!