"This ...... Mr. Solomon, I don't mean to expose you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info just ...... It's just that I don't have a lot of leverage to have an advantage over that bastard. Hope you can take care of ......."

Duru looked embarrassed and said with a slurred face.

After all, when he secretly told Du Lu his identity, Fang Zhen had already hinted that he was the new chief student of Samikina Academy, which was a secret. Fang Zhen didn't want to be exposed.

But Duru really has no choice, he has been suppressed by Leke very badly for many years, his ability has not been exerted at all, and he can't develop his power, so he can only continue to rely on himself to find relationships, give gifts, and talk about it, so as to accumulate some contacts and help the family obtain various resources. Therefore, not only is his vindictive cultivation stagnant, but even his assets are getting less and less.

Even in the eyes of many forces in Thundering Grass City, Du Lu and Leke are competing, Du Lu's background is not as reliable as Leke, his assets and manpower are weaker than Leke, and even his own fighting spirit and cultivation are lower than Leke, which is really worse than what, what is it.

The Morik family has its own rules, although Duru is the nominal viscount heir and the heir to the family. In case Leke gains his father's trust, or if Durroux dies "accidentally", Durroux will be nothing.

From the moment Du Lu invited him to the drinking party, Fang Zhen vaguely guessed Du Lu's intentions.

"You should know that I'm a low-key person. Fang Zhen didn't have a good face to show Du Lu, leaning his back on the soft sofa and resting his legs on the table.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Solomon, but I can't help it. Duru replied nervously. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the banquet hall now, I was afraid that Du Lu would have knelt down and called Daddy.

Fortunately, Fang Zhen was mentally prepared and said, "But my identity must be kept secret, and I can only reveal it to your father in private, otherwise I won't be able to get close to Leke." And I'm not going to take too many risks, and if I can't do it, don't blame myself for withdrawing. But if it succeeds, then I must get the thunder power of the Thundering Grass King. If you delay or deceive me in any way, I don't mind killing you with me. ”

After speaking, Fang Zhen squinted at Du Lu, his eyes suddenly cold and sharp.

Duru was stirred by the coldness in his eyes, and shivered slightly, feeling that his back was already sweating slightly. At the same time, I was horrified, I couldn't imagine that this young man was not even a magician, and a single look could make him chill!

"Please... Rest assured, Mr. Solomon. I will keep my promise!" Durroux nodded repeatedly.

Although Du Lu agreed happily, Fang Zhen did not fully believe in this person who had been bullied by his younger brother for a long time, because of what kind of environment would create what kind of person.

Will Deru regret it in the end?

For Fang Zhen, who has seen all the ugliness in the world, this is really hard to say.

Suddenly, there was some commotion at the door of the banquet hall.

It was Leke who walked in with a couple of men.

In an instant, Leke looked at Fang Zhen without hesitation. Of course, the first glance is definitely staring at Dulu.

And Duru glared fearlessly, and the expression in his eyes was clear.

Leke playfully hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't care about Durou. Glancing at Fang Zhen casually, he led a few people to the sofa on the other side.

Fang Zhen didn't pay attention to the "affectionate veins" of these two people, but stared at the person beside Leke tightly, but did not condense any of his feelings in his eyes.

At this time, Du Lu eased his emotions, but saw Fang Zhen looking at Leke's side with a silent but calm face, and asked, "Mr. Solomon, ...... you?"

"It's a problem. ”

Fang Zhen shook his head, picked up his wine glass and continued to drink.

Duru was puzzled and looked around Leke, there was only one young man who was relatively unfamiliar.

"It's really a sore leg, it's better to wait for the rabbit! Mino, you dare to appear here!"

Fang Zhen said secretly, a wave of hatred in his heart.

The young man beside Leke was the son of the leader of the Killer Guild, the Mino who was on the periphery of the montage mausoleum and intercepted Fang Zhen.

At that time, he almost died at the hands of Mino, if he hadn't had two high-level guards, maybe Mino's would have been killed by Fang Zhen.

Later, he chased and killed Razor Forest, and slaughtered Uncle Barton and the entire Yellow Bird Village.

These two reasons alone are enough, enough for Fang Zhen to play him to death.

After being silent for a long time, Du Lu didn't know what Fang Zhen was thinking, so he could only say that he was out of company, and then left the sofa. Only Fang Zhen was left drinking quietly alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

Molik's cocktail party is not held very often. It is only when the Thundering Grass of the Molik family obtains a bumper harvest that there is a surplus of Thundering Grass to brew wine, which can be compared to the Thunder God Tribute Wine.

Therefore, in order to celebrate the harvest season, the Moric family invited guests to taste wine. At the same time, it is also the best time to sell thundering grass.

When Viscount Fran Molik appeared on the second floor of the banquet hall, the Molik cocktail party was officially opened.

Fran Molik is a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a majestic face. It is said that he inherited the family business when he was still a minor, and resurrected the insolvent and ruined family business, and became one of the most well-known merchants and nobles in the empire. After so many years, the Morik family has once again secured the title of viscount and climbed all the way.

Fran slowly descended the stairs and stood on the platform of the hall without being arrogant or humble. Not far behind him, there was also a man in a gray cloak.

"Praise the gift of the god of magic! Today is once again ushered in the harvest of thundering grass, which is the luck of the Moric family and the blessing of the Empire. Thank you for coming, if you have any needs tonight, remember to ask like my maid and we will try to accommodate you. Have a good taste of our famous moliquere, everyone!"

Fran finished smiling, his hand outstretched, and suddenly from both sides of the hall stepped out one after another, holding bottles of wine or holding a meal.

All the guests saluted the host of the reception, Fran Molik.

At this moment, the door of the banquet hall was still closed, and there was a sound of footsteps.

"I'm so sorry! Viscount Morik, I'm late. ”

The voice is masculine and heroic, but also steady, generous and powerful.

"Prince Lei, please be welcome, the arrival of His Highness is already a great honor for me. ”

At this time, Fran smiled and hurriedly stepped off the platform to greet him.

The person who came was none other than the rumored Prince of Thunder, Kezel Aslan.

Prince Lei was dressed in a warrior costume for the royal family, looking tall and heroic, full of nobility. In addition to his handsome appearance, the most eye-catching thing is that the long purple-blonde hair is scattered on the back, and there is a slight electric arc between the hair.

Of course, there is also the center of the eyebrows, the lightning mark that represents the supreme glory - the blessing of the god of thunder.

When the other guests saw Prince Lei, they bowed down to the highest courtesy, and said greetings and greetings.

In the Aslan Empire, anyone who saw the royal family had to pay a salute, although not legally, but it was a tradition and custom. After all, the Aslan Empire has ruled for nearly three thousand years, and despite the large and small disputes during this period, the royal family of the Aslan Empire still stands.

Prince Lei smiled and responded to all the guests: "No need to be polite, the cocktail party has already begun, everyone use it slowly." ”

Then he turned to Fran and said, "The last time I saw the Viscount, it was ten years ago. That time thanks to your gift of ......"

When Prince Ray and Fran were chatting enthusiastically, Fang Zhen had already quickly held two bottles of Molikre wine and tasted it slowly.

Of course, Fang Zhen didn't forget to pay attention to Prince Lei and Mino.

"Mr. Solomon, I wonder what my family's thunder wine tastes like?"

After greeting a group of guests, Du Lu walked back to Fang Zhen's wine table and asked with a smile.

When he got Fang Zhen's approval, Du Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

Being able to fight the cruel Leke for so many years, and living to this day, Durroux is not a stupid person.

Samikina Academy is a place that the whole continent does not dare to mess with, and it does not belong to the Aslan Empire, so Fang Zhen, as the new chief student, will not have too many worries about doing anything, and Samikina Academy is not a soft persimmon, if the chief student is still studying in the school, then everything is related to the academy, if the chief student has any winter melon bean skin, even the empire can hardly withstand the anger of the academy.

Before he knew Fang Zhen's identity, Du Lu's attitude towards him was so-so, although he had seen Fang Zhen's ability to "mend the knife and knock off the bamboo pole", as well as the skills like a warrior and the incomprehensible magic cultivation, but after all, he was not a high-level magician, and the place that could be used was too small. When Du Lu invited Fang Zhen to help get rid of Leke, he was just trying and didn't have high hopes.

Because Durroux has more than once invited the powerful "passer-by A, B, C" to assassinate Leke. Of course, Duru never saw them again.

This time is different, to be able to become the chief student of the highest magic academy, how can the real strength be as simple as a young man on the surface. Besides, Fang Zhen still has such a big backer, enough for Du Lu to hug his thighs.

It's just that the two haven't known each other for a long time, so it's normal to distrust each other. Duru did not dare to offend too much, and the salutations were all cautious.

Seeing that it was Du Lu, Fang Zhen swallowed the thunder wine in his mouth and said, "Yes, unlike the Thunder God Tribute Wine, your family's Molik Ray Wine has a very smooth taste, with a very fresh and natural taste. Although I haven't activated the Thunder Seed yet, I can still feel the Thunder Power in the wine. ”

Duru nodded proudly and explained, "Thundering Grass is originally a relatively precious potion material, and the thunder magic contained in it is very unique, with a lot of energy but not a rage. Therefore, it is the most suitable plant material for use in pharmacy. When the liquor of thunder wine is in the mouth, there is a slight arc of electricity beating in the teeth, and the feeling is incomparable. ”

"Indeed, what is special about Thunder God Tribute Wine is that it has a unique taste due to the arc of the beating teeth. Fang Zhen nodded and said, staring at the lilac wine in the wine glass, grinding his teeth twice, he already liked this wine in his heart.

"Your father's guards are strong. Fang Zhen said suddenly.

Taken aback, Durroux turned his head and looked at the man in the gray cloak behind Fran. "Yes, that's my father's closest bodyguard, and he's been by my father's side for as long as I can remember." But how strong, I've never seen. ”

From the moment Fran appeared, Fang Zhen felt that there was an extremely strong powerhouse nearby. The aura loomed, but there was no trace of it. With Fang Zhen's intuition and spiritual cultivation, it was elusive to comprehend this aura.

Judging from the guests at the scene, Fang Zhen could only guess one person in the end, that is, the escort who had been following behind Fran. Wearing a hooded cloak, the face is not visible in the shadow of the light, and even at a glance, it feels so mediocre.

After receiving Du Lu's confirmation, Fang Zhen had already judged in his heart that this gray cloak guard must be an extremely powerful guard, at least feeling stronger than the two killers who were by Mino's side at that time.

And when Prince Lei appeared, it also attracted Fang Zhen's attention. Out of respect for the strong, when the guests saluted Prince Lei, Fang Zhen also gave basic magic etiquette.

"Prince Ray is also very strong. Fang Zhen seemed to say to himself, affirming the judgment in his heart.