"Lord of the city, it's not good, it's not good!"

As the sun passed, a mournful voice sounded, and everyone in the city lord's mansion looked sideways. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw four big men hurrying into the mansion, stumbling towards the tallest building in the mansion with very messy steps.

Their clothes were ragged, their scars were bare, and some of the blood had not yet dried, as if they had just experienced a major battle and had not yet had time to clean up.

"What are you doing?" An old man who looked like a housekeeper happened to be trimming the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and when he heard this sad voice, he looked back and saw a few people who stumbled as if they had lost their souls, and frowned and asked.

He knew that these people had been sent by the city lord to the mountains yesterday to find the treasures that had been unearthed.

However, these people were not twenty or thirty people together, and the young master He Junhao was also among them, why were only these few people back?

Looking at the different looks of several people, as well as the embarrassed images of those people, who had been a housekeeper for decades, with sharp eyes and scheming experience, he finally thought of something.

"Young Master Hao, he ...... He's dead!" the men looked frightened, their faces filled with sorrow, their lips quivered a little, and they struggled to highlight a few words.

"What?" Hearing this, the old man's pupils shrank slightly, and his wrinkled face twitched slightly.

Things are exactly what he thinks, it seems that this time there is a big trouble.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves, threw down the big scissors in his hand, and walked towards the inner courtyard.

"At this time, you must report to the city lord as soon as possible, you come with me quickly!"

He walked in a hurry, thinking of all kinds of consequences in his heart, but no matter which one it was, it was terrifying.

He Junhao is the only bloodline of the city lord He Anmin, and he is usually spoiled to death, even if the former bullies men and women all day long and does not want to make progress, but as a father, the city lord still tries his best to get rid of all the charges for him.

Moreover, in the ten years since He Anmin was promoted to the city lord, most of the resources he embezzled were used on this only son, who had turned a waste who only knew how to spend time and indulged in wine into a powerhouse in the late stage of the Ten Directions Realm.

Of course, this cultivation in the late stage of the Ten Directions Realm is just used to bluff people.

Ten fingers do not touch the spring water, clothes come to reach out to open his mouth, he has never experienced any battle, even if he has the cultivation of the late stage of the Ten Directions Realm, but any martial artist with combat experience, even if it is only the early stage of the Ten Directions Realm, or even just a person in the late stage of the One Yuan Realm, is enough to kill this waste.

However, no matter what, even if he is a piece of shit, he is the only bloodline of the city lord, and now that he is dead, whether he is killed by a fierce beast or killed by others, the city lord's anger is about to explode.

"Lord of the City, I have something important to report!" Outside a house, the old man bowed slightly, respectfully and respectfully.

Behind him, four lost men were kneeling on the ground, throwing their bodies to the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all.

This is a study room, all kinds of books are neatly placed on the shelves, there are strange people and strange things that record the secrets of the mainland, and there are also rare treasures that record the treasures of heaven and earth.

At this time, a middle-aged man who was a little gloomy was sitting quietly at the table, looking at an ancient book with relish.

His figure does not look burly, but is a little thin, but in this inconspicuous body, it exudes a force that makes people unable to resist.

His eyes were extremely sharp, like a goshawk, and while soaring in the nine heavens, his eyes were locked on the prey on the ground.

When he heard the sound outside the room, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes became sharper, as if he was fascinated by reading, and was suddenly interrupted, which was extremely unhappy.

However, he knew that his old butler knew his temper very well, and if there was no emergency, he would not come to disturb him.

So after a little annoyance, he slowly closed the book, and a faint voice came out.

"Come in!"

The words are like gold, and the three words are tight, but they show his majesty very clearly.

"Squeak~"

"City Lord!"

With a clear sound, the old butler bowed down, slightly restrained, and walked in step by step.

"Uncle Wu, what's wrong with you?" City Lord He Anmin looked back and saw that the old housekeeper seemed to be a little different from before, so he couldn't help frowning and asked.

This housekeeper surnamed Wu, whose real name is Wu Sande, has served the He family for many years, and is the guard of He Anmin's father.

On weekdays, in front of outsiders, there is an obvious relationship between the city lord He Anmin and the old housekeeper, and it is the relationship between master and servant, but in fact, they are commensurate with uncles and nephews.

For so many years, it was the first time that the old housekeeper behaved so restrained in front of He Anmin, and I am afraid that there was something really remarkable about it.

"The lord of the city, the young lord of Hao...... He's dead!" Although the relationship between the two is good on weekdays, when it comes to this time, the old butler is also a little difficult to speak.

"What?" City Lord He Anmin's pupils shrank instantly, his palms trembled unconsciously, and a trace of terrifying Yuan Force leaked out, which actually shattered the table in front of him.

His face was full of disbelief, his heart was beating faster, and there was anger in his eyes, and there was sadness, and more of a hatred.

"Is it someone from the Wild Goose Chamber of Commerce?"

He gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, and he said it word by word.

A few days ago, He Junhao provoked a woman from the Yanxing Chamber of Commerce, and the former was beaten up at that time, and the latter also threatened to go to the City Lord's Mansion to ask for an explanation.

After the incident, it happened that there was a faint red light in the deep mountains, and the city lord He Anmin knew that there was a treasure to be born.

In order to turn big things into small things and small things into nothing, he sent his son to the mountains to hunt for treasures, and sent twenty or thirty strong men to guard him.

Since the strongest people in the mountains were only a few fierce beasts that had just entered the third level, these twenty or thirty people were all good at a hundred battles, and with their concerted efforts, they were not afraid of these fierce beasts at all.

In this way, the person most likely to kill He Junhao is the people of the Wild Goose Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, the hatred, anger, and sorrow in the heart of the city lord He Anmin can simply break through the nine skies.

He looked at the ceiling with rage, already thinking about how to get revenge.

He has only one son, and now he has been cut off from his blood, so much revenge, even if the other party is the first chamber of commerce in the empire, and the power of the Yanxing Chamber of Commerce is comparable to the strength of a country, he has to revenge.

"The few remaining people are outside, the city lord still asks them for details!" the old butler said in a low voice, and walked out.

"Come in!" he said to the four men who were trembling and kneeling on the ground.

"Yes!" the four men hesitated, glanced at each other, and finally nodded in response.

They were just subordinates, and they didn't dare to disobey orders, and the terrifying aura emanating from the room also completely shocked them.

"Is it the hand of the people of the Goose Walk Chamber of Commerce?" He Anmin, the city lord, said lightly with an expressionless face.

However, he was surrounded by a fierce momentum, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and anyone could know how angry and sad he was at this time.

"Yes...... It's ......" Several big men were frightened, their tongues seemed to have been knotted, and they couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Hmph~ I knew it was them, the Wild Goose Chamber of Commerce, although you are invincible, but if you dare to kill my son, I will fight with you to the end in this life!"

The city lord He Anmin thought that what the big men said was the hand of the people of the Yanxing Chamber of Commerce, his fists clenched, and the sound of gritting his teeth echoed.

"Yes...... It's a teenager, and he's ...... He's a demon!"

At this time, the big men finally spit out the words in their mouths, interrupting the mighty momentum of the city lord He Anmin.

...... (To be continued.) )