"Is this gentleman the one who won the broken sword at the auction?"
Inside a large hall, Fan Dongcheng looked at Qin Ziling and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
At this moment, a large group of people had gathered in the hall.
Murong Shun smiled slightly: "Lord Fan, according to the previous agreement, we will win the bid for this broken sword, and the money will naturally be paid."
Fan Dongcheng looked at the group of people, still somewhat shocked.
The fact that these people are standing here indicates that the crisis is over.
The guy who created the crisis possessed terrifying strength, but now, it's Murong Shun and the others who are standing here.
In the arena, the only people he couldn't see through, besides Murong Shun, were the young man Qin Ziling.
However, he was still somewhat curious about Qin Ziling's impression of him, because this young man was too calm. He was able to handle them with ease, and from their conversation, he found that the other party did not seem to take them seriously.
This person's origins are mysterious!
Fan Dongcheng narrowed his eyes, then looked at Qin Ziling: "How should I address this gentleman?"
Qin Ziling said, "My surname is Qin, and as for my given name, I'm not a famous person, so there's no need to remember it."
Upon hearing this, Murong Shun and the others twitched at the corners of their mouths.
Not a celebrity? Damn, that's quite the pretense! These are the tyrannical rulers and killers of the underworld; if they're not famous, what are they?
Fan Dongcheng smiled slightly: "Brother Qin."
He was not arrogant. Although he was a powerful figure in the Southern Territory, holding a high position and great power, and could even stand on equal footing with Murong Shun, he did not underestimate Qin Ziling.
Just kidding. Even Murong Shun's tone revealed a hint of caution. How could he be blind to his position?
Qin Ziling didn't waste any words and said, "I'll transfer the money to you according to the previous auction price."
Fan Dongcheng smiled slightly: "No rush, Mr. Qin. A friend of yours wishes to meet you. He is also the true owner of this broken sword."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Qin Ziling showed some interest: "See me?"
Fan Dongcheng nodded: "His exact words were, 'I want to see who possesses the broken sword.'"
The expressions on everyone else's faces turned strange.
Qin Ziling didn't mind and nodded, "Alright, lead the way."
A strange look flashed across Fan Dongcheng's eyes. He then ordered one of his men to take Qin Ziling away.
The others waited in the lobby.
"Palace Master Murong, do you know who stole the Philosopher's Stone?" Fan Dongcheng suddenly looked at Murong Shun.
Murong Shun said, "They say he is the God of Slaughter."
"The God of Slaughter?" Fan Dongcheng frowned and said, "It's him? I thought he was already dead."
Clearly, he also knew the God of Slaughter!
The God of Slaughter was a celebrity in the underworld, and for a time, his name was known throughout the world.
In China, the fact that someone knows about a world-class powerhouse like Fan Dongcheng from the West indicates that the other party is indeed very famous, and also shows that Fan Dongcheng and his group are not simple in terms of strength.
Murong Shun knew that this Lord Fan was no ordinary person, but they had always kept to themselves and had no conflict of interest.
"By the way, who is this Brother Qin? I get the feeling that you, the Deputy Hall Master, are somewhat helpless against him," Fan Dongcheng said half-jokingly.
Murong Shun was not angry. He said, "His background is not simple either. Of course, he himself is the truly extraordinary one."
"Oh? Could you tell me?" Fan Dongcheng raised an eyebrow, asking curiously.
Nightingale and the others remained silent.
Murong Shun did not hide anything and said, "He is Longya of my Dragon Palace."
Dragon Fang!
Fan Dongcheng pondered the two words carefully, then suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "Dragon Fang? Could he be the monstrous genius who stirred up the storm back then?"
Murong Shun nodded.
Fan Dongcheng was somewhat stunned, then his expression immediately turned strange: "But I heard that your Dragon Palace expelled him from the country afterward, didn't it?"
Murong Shun's face immediately turned somewhat embarrassed.
"Wow, there seems to be some story here! Was the boss as domineering as he is now back then?" Lati suddenly exclaimed.
Nightingale's pretty face showed a hint of reminiscence. She said, "Back then, Dragon Fang was the undisputed leader of our Dragon Palace's Dragon Group. Moreover, it was an incomparably top-notch sharp knife, a national treasure, which made countless enemies tremble with fear and became famous!"
The swordsman and Lati were moved.
Nightingale continued, "However, due to certain taboos, he ultimately ended up being deported..."
At this point, her face contorted with rage: "It's clearly their fault! Some people, relying on their power, act like they can control everything and disregard the lives of those below them..."
“Nightingale!” Murong Shun suddenly interrupted her.
The nightingale snorted coldly and remained silent.
Even after so many years, she still feels uneasy when she thinks about the past!
Both Lati and the swordsman were eager to learn, with the former saying, "Tell me! I want to hear more!"
Murong Shun's face darkened: "This matter is over!"
The nightingale gave him a deep look.
Is it really over?
Now that the man has returned, will those people be able to consider him a thing of the past when he comes back?
Fan Dongcheng suddenly smiled: "This Brother Qin is no ordinary person. If I'm not mistaken, he was also involved in this battle, wasn't he?"
Murong Shun glanced at him but said nothing.
Fan Dongcheng clicked his tongue and said, "Brother Qin, back then, Longya was already a very popular young man in the country. Even in Beijing, there was probably no one who could match him. Now that so many years have passed, if he makes a comeback, it's going to be quite a spectacle!"
Longya, no, he had heard about the incident in Kyoto back then. The scene was quite exciting. One person held off several top-tier families. He was full of vigor and ambition. A hero emerged from among the young!
Murong Shun said in a deep voice, "Lord Fan, these things are best kept to yourself and should not be discussed."
Fan Dongcheng laughed and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I know my limits. However, this is my first time meeting Longya. He's quite good. It would be very worthwhile to befriend him."
Murong Shun remained silent, but he breathed a sigh of relief. The reason he revealed Qin Ziling's movement technique was to make the city lord Fan value Qin Ziling, which would benefit everyone.
As if struck by a thought, Murong Shun suddenly asked, "Who is the owner of this broken sword?"
Fan Dongcheng smiled slightly: "I don't know either. The other party's background is somewhat mysterious, but they are also not simple."
...
On the other side, Qin Ziling arrived at a courtyard.
Qin Ziling walked into the courtyard and soon saw an old man.
An old man sat at a stone table, dressed in a simple yet elegant robe, sipping tea.
"You're here?"
The old man suddenly looked at Qin Ziling.
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