"Master, you are also aware of my situation." Fan Ye turned the pockets of his black robe upside down, and sure enough, the pockets were cleaner than his wrinkled face.
In order to ease the embarrassment, Fan Ye had to turn his head and look around. Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes as if he had discovered some treasure.
"My Lord, I cannot offer you a mountain of gold and silver, so I can only offer you Thirteen!"
Long Yi was shocked when he heard Fan Ye's rather 18+ comments, secretly smacking his lips. This old guy is a bit too frivolous. If I can't give a gift, I don't have to. I, Long Yi, am not a money-grubber, but why did he insist on giving me something like 13? Ahem... if it's really of high quality, it's not a problem.
After all, it was Uncle Fan's kindness, so Long Yi couldn't refuse.
Su Qingyi, standing by, couldn't believe what obscene words she had just heard. A blush spread across her pretty face as she angrily said, "Uncle Fan, is this how you corrupt the Master? If the young lady finds out, I'll definitely remove you from your position!"
More importantly, Su Qingyi had no idea how Fan Ye could have given the 13 to the Lord. The entire Brahma Sect was composed entirely of men. It would have been more credible if she had said she had given the 13 to the Lord. Thinking of this, Su Qingyi's face flushed all the way to her ears, and even her neck was a crimson. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Long Yi.
When Fan Ye heard what they were saying, he was completely baffled. He shouted to a black-robed man who was cleaning up the Long family ruins, "Thirteen, come here!"
Long Yi thought to himself, "So Thirteen is a human? I thought it was (). Uncle Fan looks so righteous, how could he possibly give me those things?"
The tall and thin man under the black robe was very alert. When he heard Fan Ye's shout, he stepped lightly, his silk stockings collecting dust, and appeared in front of him in an instant.
"Thirteen greets the lord, greets the sect leader!" The man in black robe knelt down to report. The voice coming from the black robe was difficult to tell whether it was male or female, but it was beautiful and clean, giving people an ethereal feeling.
Fan Ye looked down at Thirteen, his eyes revealing kindness and admiration for the younger generation. "Originally, there were only twelve members of the Brahma Sect, but twenty years ago, I felt that there was no one to pass on my legacy, so I considered taking in a disciple. That year, amidst the hail of bullets, I happened to find a crying baby and named him Fan Thirteen."
"Since he was little, Thirteen has been learning military combat techniques, firearms technology, hacking, intelligence theft, and cultivation from me... He has now become one of the world's top assassins. I think having Thirteen by my side will help him do a lot."
Long Yi looked Thirteen up and down. Through the black hoodie covering his head, Long Yi saw that Thirteen had neat and tidy hair and an angular chin, and even his skin was a healthy wheat color.
But if Fan Shisan is really as powerful as Fan Ye said, he will be of great use to Long Yi. Many things that Long Yi is not comfortable doing openly can be handled quietly by Fan Shisan.
Fan Ye observed Long Yi's expression and saw that Long Yi's brows relaxed. It seemed that the master was quite fond of Thirteen's gift. The big stone in Fan Ye's heart finally fell to the ground.
"My lord, it's getting late. I have to take the Brahma Sect back to the Western Regions." Fan Ye had tears in his eyes when they parted ways, and his heart, which had been uneasy for twenty years, finally let go.
To Fan Ye, Long Yi possessed strength and character far exceeding his peers, truly worthy of the young lady's bloodline flowing through his veins. He was certain that Long Yi would soon ascend the stage of the Northern Spirit Realm and establish his own power.
One day the great roc rises with the wind and soars up to ninety thousand miles!
Su Qingyi was not so sentimental. Instead, she looked at Long Yi with a smile on her face, her eyes full of light and her lips curved.
"Master, Qingyi is leaving too. Tianji Pavilion still needs me to go back and take care of many things, but I will miss you. When you grow up, remember to come and visit Qingyi!"
Su Qingyi smiled sweetly, and then left the Long family ruins with the twelve people from the Brahma Sect.
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With the demise of the three major families in Dongjun, the complex network of relationships over the past twenty years has surfaced. Long Yi finally has the opportunity to replace the power of Genya Pancuo hidden under the surface of Dongjun.
The three major families of Li, Sun and Wu appear to be able to make things happen in Dongjun, but in fact they are just puppets of the Liu family in the capital.
Now that the Liu family has suffered a setback and is severely damaged, Long Yi only needs to uproot all the remaining forces of the Liu family during this period of time, and his own forces can take their place.
Long Yi said firmly to the Long family mausoleum: "My fellow Long family members, this Dongjun was named Long 20 years ago, and today, 20 years later, it is still named Long!"
"Dad, now the only one left who is responsible for the extermination of our family is the Liu family in the capital. After Yi'er gives you the head of the Liu family's head as a sacrifice, I will go and look for Mom!"
Long Yi said these words with a determined look in his eyes, and took the trouble to light three incense sticks in front of hundreds of tombstones...
When Long Yi came out, the entire Long family ruins had been cleaned up by the hundred Arctic Fox mercenaries and Moonlight Gu Clan warriors sent by Su Qingyi, and even the traces of the battle had been erased.
"Master Jiu, Uncle Ding, more than ten years ago, the two people in the black and white circles in Dongjun were surnamed Tian and Bian respectively. Today, they can change back!" Long Yi said lightly.
Tian Haoyuan's eyes burned when he heard Long Yi's words. If it weren't for the exclusion of the three major families in Dongjun, who would be willing to give up more than a decade of immersion in Dongjun officialdom and run to Jiangzhou, where he was unfamiliar with the locals? Twenty years ago, Bian Ding was a subordinate of the Long family. Long Yi believed that Bian Ding was right. Tian Haoyuan was flattered by his support for him.
"Xiao Yi, you are the one who created the reshuffle of forces in Dongjun today. How can I, Tian Haoyuan, sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor? I can't bear the responsibility!" Tian Haoyuan said with some shame.
"Give a peach, give a plum in return! Jiu Ye has been in the officialdom for so many years, so he naturally understands these principles." Long Yi looked at Tian Haoyuan seriously, with a faint sense of pressure from a superior.
Tian Haoyuan thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Xiaoyi, if you call me Master Jiu from now on, it will be disrespectful to me. Just call me Uncle Jiu according to your age."
Some things are meaningless if they are said too bluntly. Tian Haoyuan's words calmly showed his position and he was willing to be a subordinate of Long Yi.
"With me, Bian Ding, taking over the underground world of Dongjun, the young master will be the king of the Dongjun underworld!" Bian Ding was originally a scattered force of the Long family. Now he obeyed Long Yi's dispatch and returned to Dongjun naturally without hesitation.
The three of them looked at each other, and everything was said without words.
After twenty years, the weather in Dongjun has finally returned to normal!
In fact, Long Yi has planted his own forces in both the black and white circles of Dongjun. On the one hand, this is to take back the power that belongs to the Long family, and on the other hand, this is to ensure that his sister stays in Dongjun without any worries.
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