Supreme Master In City

Lui Jian nodded slightly at his father's words. It seemed like this young man with the surname Long must be a survivor of the Loong Family. There was actually someone who wanted to settle the old scores for the Loong Family?    

    

"This person should be useful. You can come into contact with him." Lui Xiongfei was a shrewd man. If the Wind Cloud Pavilion wanted to defeat the Merchant Alliance of the Chu Prefecture's Loong Wei, it would be the best help.    

    

Furthermore, Loong Wei was going to eliminate the five major families. This was a great opportunity for him. He would surely get a lot of benefits if he entered the battlefield now.    

    

"Should we cooperate or recruit him?" Lui Jian asked with a serious expression.    

    

The Wind Cloud Pavilion had a huge influence right now, and the qualification for selection was very strict. Although Loong Wei had some strength now and had the same goal as the Wind Cloud Pavilion, it was still not convincing enough to recruit him.    

    

Lui Xiongfei waved his hand. "He isn't qualified to join. Let's observe him first. Tell him if you want to recruit him. As long as he is willing to follow my lead, I will teach him what to do.    

    

The Wind Cloud Pavilion had been accumulating strength for a long time. They had been like fire and water with the Merchant Alliance of the Chu Prefecture all these years. Now, he could finally take advantage of the opportunity when Loong Wei took care of the five families to launch an attack!    

    

After the matter was settled, the Lyu family would naturally be able to unify the Chuzhou. As for Loong Wei's life and death, Lui Xiongfei didn't care at all. He was just a chess piece that would lead the way. Who would care about that?    

    

The heavy snow didn't stop until the next day.    

    

The Chuzhou City was covered in a layer of silver, and it looked enchanting on the outside.    

    

Loong Wei stood in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the snowy scenery. It had been many years since he last saw the snowy scenery of his hometown.    

    

Holding Lin Ruoxue's hand, the two of them walked out of the house and strolled through the world of ice and snow. Loong Wei said softly, "The current An He Bridge should be very beautiful."    

    

The An He Bridge near Celestial Pleasure City was Loong Wei's favorite place when he was young. It carried too many of his memories.    

    

However, the An He Bridge was still there. The elder brother who had accompanied him back then was forever separated from him.    

    

According to the schedule, Loong Wei was going to the Zhang Family to attend the family banquet today. Logically speaking, he was not a member of the Zhang family, so there was no need for him to get involved in this matter. However, his aunt Loong Meilan had repeatedly requested him to be present.    

    

It made sense. Back then, the Zhang family had cursed Loong Wei in front of Loong Meilan. Although so many years had passed, this scene was still right in front of their eyes.    

    

Aunt must have wanted to use the family feast to wash away her shame.    

    

Fine, this trip could be considered as an end to the humiliation she suffered when she was chased off the table.    

    

At this moment, Loong Wei suddenly received an unfamiliar phone call. Loong Wei's phone call was kept a secret, and it was reasonable to say that only acquaintances knew his phone number.    

    

After the call was connected, a deep and familiar voice came from the phone. "I heard that you went back to Chuzhou?"    

    

Loong Wei frowned. He did not know who it was.    

    

"I heard from Aunt that she also called a trash like you to the Zhang Family family banquet? It's not like you don't have the surname Zhang, so why are you following her around? Your Loong Family has been destroyed, so you came here to join the Zhang Family's liveliness? "    

    

Loong Wei could guess who this person was the moment he said that. He spoke rudely and addressed Loong Meilan as Third Aunt. This person was Zhang Kang.    

    

"Zhang Kang, what's the matter?"    

    

Loong Wei's face darkened.    

    

"Yo, it's not easy. You still remember my cousin? Let me tell you, since you are here to attend the banquet of Zhang Family, I will order you to come and greet my father immediately!"    

    

He was arrogant and despotic, totally not putting Loong Wei in his eyes.    

    

Loong Wei looked at the puzzled Lin Ruxue and faintly replied, "It has been a long time since someone dared to speak to me like this."    

    

After saying that, he hung up the phone. He really did not want to say another word to this person.    

    

Lin Ruoxue gently held Loong Wei's arm and curiously asked, "Who is it that made you so angry?"    

    

Loong Wei smiled and shook his head. "A self-righteous idiot. It's fine to ignore it."    

    

Lin Ruoxue laughed. She did not expect that the usually solemn and solemn Loong Wei would also be disturbed by a phone call.    

    

The two of them walked around in the neighborhood. When they returned home, Loong Wei reminded Qian to listen to Auntie Lin's words properly for the next few days. Only then did he say goodbye to Lin Ruoxue and rush to the Zhang Family.    

    

The black business car drove on the spacious road. Although the road was covered with ice, the speed was still not fast.    

    

Loong Wei looked out the window and said thoughtfully: "It seems like we are going to the funeral home."    

    

Dong Fei was slightly stunned. A funeral home? He instantly understood that today was the day Qian Qiang was going to be buried.    

    

Back then, Loong Wei had ordered him to choose the worst coffin and send it to the Qian Family on the day of Qian Qiang's funeral. He had ordered them to use this coffin to bury Qian Qiang.    

    

The business vehicle moved along the main road. Loong Wei looked out the window and saw many buildings scattered around. He was lost in thought.    

    

The sun was bright today, and the breeze was not dry.    

    

"I just sent someone to send the coffin over." Dong Fei, who was holding the steering wheel, said.    

    

Loong Wei nodded and did not say anything.    

    

Today was the big day of Qian Qiang's burial, but Qian Tai did not do anything big. He only informed a few relatives of Qian Family to come and see him off.    

    

Even so, there were still a lot of people present at the funeral. After all, the Qian Family was a famous family in Chuzhou, and it was a big family.    

    

The inside and outside of the funeral home were solemn and solemn, and it was deathly silent.    

    

Four to five hundred people from the Qian Family were all dressed in black gauze, and their chests were covered with white flowers. They were used to commemorate the dead.    

    

At this moment, Qian Tai was truly in grief. The great misfortune of a middle-aged man losing his son was even more unfortunate. Even though he knew who the murderer was, as his father, he was unable to kill his enemy with his own hands.    

    

Wails and sorrowful music intertwined together, making Qian Tai's heart ache.    

    

Not long ago, he was drinking and chatting happily with his beloved son. Now, his beloved son had passed away, and he was lying there coldly, no longer angry.    

    

"Sinner of the Loong Family, if I don't kill you to avenge my son, i, Qian Tai, will never be a human!"    

    

Looking at the portrait of his son on the table, Qian Tai gritted his teeth and swore.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

A loud noise interrupted the funeral, and everyone looked towards the door.    

    

Qian Tai pushed everyone aside and took a look at the door, then he flew into a rage. "Who, who did it?!"    

    

At this moment, there was a coffin parked in front of the main entrance. On the day of his beloved son's funeral, he actually dared to send a coffin over. This was not only blasphemy against the deceased, but also a provocation to Qian Tai, deliberately humiliating the Qian Family!    

    

"This is too presumptuous! How dare you bully our Qian Family like this!"    

    

"Do you think our Qian Family is made of mud? This is ridiculous!"    

    

The people of the Qian Family started to curse. Each and every one of them was filled with righteous indignation. They wanted nothing more than to shred the person who did this to pieces to vent their anger!    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

Qian Tai shouted. He led the people from the Qian Family and dozens of security guards out of the mourning hall.    

    

He was so angry that his teeth itched. His son had been wronged to death, but today at his son's funeral, someone dared to provoke him like this. This was intolerable!    

    

Outside the funeral home, the square was empty.    

    

A black permanent vehicle appeared from the corner and slowly drove on the main road in front of the funeral home.    

    

One second, Qian Tai, who looked like he was going to tear the person who delivered the coffin into pieces, was shaking all over. His limbs were cold!    

    

At the same time, hundreds of pairs of eyes from the Wang Family saw the black business car at the first moment.