Ling Jiuqiu came to a small reception room and met the Ling clan steward, who looked him up and down unscrupulously:

"Ling Jiuqiu, the patriarch asked you to go back."

His tone was not at all polite, with a kind of commanding air that a superior commands a subordinate.

In his opinion, no matter how dazzling Ling Jiuqiu's performance in the martial arts arena was, it was impossible to compare to Ling Bailong, coupled with the patriarch's obvious bias, he naturally knew what attitude to treat.

Seeing this, Ling Jiuqiu was not annoyed, but said indifferently: "Did he say anything?" ”

The steward frowned, and his tone became stern: "I didn't say it, I don't dare to ask more about the patriarch's orders, I just need to carry them out, as a child of the Ling clan, you must also unconditionally obey the patriarch's orders, come with me." ”

Ling Jiuqiu scratched his head and said with some distress: "But I still have some important things in the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, and I can't leave for a while, after all, I have now officially joined the Martial Arts Arena and become a core disciple." ”

As he spoke, he took out a token from his bosom.

This is a silver-white metal token, square, about the size of a palm, half a centimeter thick, and the whole body is made of precious dark iron, representing the identity of the core disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena.

The front of the token is engraved with the two big characters of Chiyan of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, and on the reverse side is the logo of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, and there are three small characters of Ling Jiuqiu written below the logo.

The steward recognized the token for the first time, and his face froze suddenly.

As a child of a family born and raised in Luo'an, he naturally knew how terrifying the strength of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, one of the four major forces of Luo'an, was.

Even if it is only a branch of a small city, it is by no means comparable to that of a mere Ling clan.

As for the core disciples, they are the top geniuses selected from among the many geniuses in the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, and they are ready to be cultivated as elites, and there are usually only three or five places in a branch a year.

In terms of status, although it is not as good as the students of the four major colleges, it is far from being able to reach ordinary people.

Being able to become the core disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena means that Ling Jiuqiu's status has risen, he has a background and a backer, and he has a bright future in the future, and it is no longer possible to let the clan dispose of it at will.

Even if the threat of expelling the family is gone, it will not have any impact on Ling Jiuqiu today, but it will be a loss for the family.

The steward didn't know how to speak.

Because he knew that if he really said such threatening words of expulsion from the family, it would definitely cause a rift between Ling Jiuqiu and the family.

If it was before, he didn't care, anyway, he just conveyed it according to the patriarch's request, and everyone knew that under Ling Bailong's suppression, Ling Jiuqiu would not have a good life at all.

But now.

Ling Jiuqiu's status is completely different from before, and he may be recognized by the family again.

If Ling Jiuqiu and the family have a dislike because of their own words, maybe the high-level will put all the responsibility on him in order to save Ling Jiuqiu's feelings, and punish him accordingly.

He didn't dare to offend rashly.

Let's make sure of the patriarch's attitude again.

At this time, Ling Jiuqiu spread his hands a little embarrassed: "You see, I just became a core disciple of the martial arts arena, and Master Lin has already arranged a lot of things for me, if I leave at this time, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome." ”

"This kind of important matter related to my future, I think my father can understand, and I ask you to go back and tell my father, and when my mission is over, I will go back and confess to him."

The steward forced a laugh: "That's right, Jiuqiu can become the core disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, that is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it also represents Master Lin's recognition of you, and you really can't slack off." ”

"In this case, I will go back and report to the patriarch immediately."

"My attitude was also a little anxious just now, mainly because the patriarch's order was more urgent, and I waited for a long time, so I was offended, and I hope Jiuqiu will not be surprised."

Ling Jiuqiu smiled: "Then I'll go and get busy first, you can take care of yourself." ”

After speaking, he ignored the other party's reaction, and got up and left, leaving the steward alone to sit in place, his face blue and white.

"Phew! It's just that he found a backer, and immediately showed a posture of no one in his eyes, which is really rampant when the villain has ambition. ”

"Compared to Ling Bailong, it's not a fart!"

The steward took a sip and quickly got up to leave.

He only dared to slander in his heart, and he didn't dare to offend in person, because he knew that although Ling Jiuqiu was not as good as Ling Bailong, with his current identity and the benefits that might be brought to the family in the future, the high-level of the clan was likely to spend a lot of money to resolve the conflict between the two brothers, and reuse Ling Jiuqiu from now on.

At that time, Ling Jiuqiu's status will definitely be higher than him.

When the steward returned to the family to report, the patriarch Ling Feihong really frowned.

Of course, he didn't dare to offend such a top-level force as the Octagon Martial Arena, not to mention that since Ling Jiuqiu had been recognized by the Octagon Martial Arena, it showed that its potential might not be much worse than Ling Bailong.

If there are such two top geniuses working together for the family, it will definitely make the family rise step by step.

The only problem is –

Is it possible for the two brothers to reconcile?

Ling Feihong couldn't help but groan.

"Right now, Ling Jiuqiu has initially become a trend, with good strength, and his talent has been proven, plus with the powerful backer of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, it is impossible to suppress it."

"Not to mention the white dragon, having a heaven-level martial soul, being admitted to the Yanlong Martial Arts Academy in advance, and being designated as a young patriarch in advance is the hope of the family's future, and it is impossible to give up."

"The best thing to do is to reconcile them."

"But with Ling Jiuqiu's current performance, he obviously distrusts the family, and even has a defense."

"The reason for all this is probably the targeting of many people in the clan before, as well as my deliberate connivance, and Jinghan sent people to assassinate him."

"If you want the two brothers to reconcile, you must start from these aspects, and I am afraid it will take a lot of effort to untie his knot."

"On the other hand, I suspected that Jiuqiu might collude with the Li family, maybe the Li family deliberately guided it."

"I'll have to test his attitude for myself."

Thinking of this, Ling Feihong looked straight and said: "Since Jiuqiu has something to be busy with, then let him be busy first, he can't live up to Director Lin's expectations, you don't care about Jiuqiu's affairs, I will take the time to visit in person." ”

The steward bowed and said, "Yes, Patriarch!" ”

After he left, Ling Feihong also got up and left the study and came to Ling Bailong's mansion.

After the announcement, he went to the parlor and waited.

After about ten minutes, Ling Bailong, who had some water stains in his hair, strode over.

At first glance, it looked like he had just cultivated and was sweating profusely, and he came out of a shower in a hurry.

A bright smile appeared on Feihong's face.

"Bailong, let's take a rest later, martial arts practice, you must combine work and rest, and you must not be in a hurry, otherwise it is easy to hurt the foundation."

"Yes, father."

Ling Bailong nodded.