"It's really not that simple, so Nan came here to ask Mr. Luo to take action!"
Nangong Dao looked at Luo Chen with a smile and flattered him without missing a chance.
Luo Chen ignored Nangong Dao's flattery, but asked the doubt in his heart: "As a force comparable to the eight sects, the Nangong family should have many masters in the family, why do you ask Luo to take action?"
"My Nangong family does have experts, but there are no ones who meet the conditions and are sure to get the ranking in the Family Battle!"
When mentioning this matter, Nangong Dao's face became lonely.
Seeing this, Luo Chen narrowed his eyes and said hesitantly: "Are those people who participated in the battle of the noble families very powerful?"
"superb!"
Nangong Dao's face became stern and he said seriously: "Although the warriors participating in the Battle of the Aristocratic Family are all under 35 years old, some of them have already broken through to the first-class late stage realm, and there are even some who have understood the artistic conception like Mr. Luo!"
"What?"
Luo Chen tightened his grip on the armrest and looked at Nangong Dao in disbelief.
When he reached his current level of cultivation, he was called a monster rarely seen in hundreds of years. Now someone told him that there were more such geniuses. How could Luo Chen not be surprised?
Seeing Luo Chen's appearance, Nangong Dao smiled: "Actually, the aristocratic family is much more powerful than the eight sects. There are many talented masters hidden in the aristocratic family. It's just that the aristocratic family keeps a low profile and the world doesn't know about it!"
Luo Chen calmed down and believed Nangong Dao's words, because the facts were before his eyes. Nangong Dao was a genius who was already at the mid-level first-class level under the age of 30.
Looking at Nangong Dao with a complicated look, Luo Chen frowned and said, "Since those people from the aristocratic families are so powerful, is the head of the Nangong family so sure that Luo can win?"
"At least I'm more confident than those experts in my family who are under 35 years old!"
Nangong Dao said with a smile: "Although Mr. Luo's revealed cultivation level is at the mid-level first-rate level, I believe that Mr. Luo can surpass the level and kill the late-level first-rate beings, so of course Mr. Luo is very confident."
When Luo Chen heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "Are you so sure that I can defeat the first-class late-stage master?"
"certainly!"
Nangong Dao nodded and said meaningfully: "Last month in Long'an Town, a skinny old man in the late first-rate stage entered the inn upright and came out sideways, and then Young Master Luo appeared with him! On the rainy night in Zhongdu, Young Master Luo made that last stab.
But Nan Mou asked himself that he couldn’t handle the shocking and weeping ghosts and gods!”
"It seems that you have been targeting me for a long time!"
Luo Chen looked at Nangong Dao deeply with suspicious eyes.
Nangong Dao smiled nonchalantly and did not say much about this matter. Instead, he looked directly at Luo Chen and asked:
"Master Luo, what do you think? Can you make this deal?"
"Not urgent!"
Luo Chen shook his head: "You'd better tell me about this Demonic Abyss again!"
"Moyuan, you can think of it as a special space!"
Nangong Dao explained: "It can only be entered by warriors who are no more than 35 years old. Although there is some danger inside, with Master Luo's strength, there won't be any big problems. Otherwise, major families will not rely on it."
The Demonic Abyss has lasted for thousands of years, let alone sending one's own genius disciples into it one after another."
"Um......"
Luo Chen pondered for a while after hearing the words, then took a sip of tea and stopped talking.
If he just made a move for the Nangong family to get the ranking, Luo Chen could barely accept it, but entering the Demonic Abyss... Luo Chen didn't believe it was that simple, and the conditions Nangong Dao mentioned were not worth it.
When Nangong Dao saw this, he also knew what Luo Chen was thinking. After sighing secretly, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Except for the conditions mentioned before, if Mr. Luo gets the chance to enter the Demonic Abyss and gets more than two drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk in it, our Nangong family is willing to give another share to Mr. Luo!"
"make a deal!"
Luo Chen finally smiled this time and nodded happily. If he had the Millennium Spiritual Milk, it would be worth his while. Although he also had the Five-Son Golden Lotus in his hand, who would want to have too much of such a treasure?
What's more, Luo Chen also wanted to meet those talented children from hidden families.
With a smile on his face, Luo Chen thought of another thing and frowned: "Luo is not a child of aristocratic family, can he represent the Nangong family in the battle of aristocratic families?"
"Yes! All aristocratic families can ask for foreign aid!"
Seeing Luo Chen agree, although the price he paid was a bit painful, Nangong Dao still had a smile on his face, stood up and said:
"Since Mr. Luo agrees, to show his sincerity, Nan will say hello to the Longhu Gang when he returns. In addition, Mr. Luo also asks Mr. Luo to keep the relationship between my Nangong family and the Longhu Gang a secret."
"Master Nangong, don't worry!"
Luo Chen nodded.
After the matter was done, Nangong Dao was not long in waiting. He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Luo, the battle between the aristocratic families will begin in one month. Then Nan will send someone to pick you up."
After saying that, Nangong Dao exchanged greetings with Luo Chen and walked out of the lobby.
As soon as he left the lobby, Nangong Dao got on a carriage waiting in the courtyard and left Longwei Escort Agency.
As soon as Nangong Dao left, Han Meng and Shopkeeper Zhao returned to the lobby.
Looking at Luo Chen, shopkeeper Zhao, as a subordinate, couldn't ask more questions, but Han Meng didn't care about that and asked directly:
"Master! Why did the head of the Nangong family suddenly come to us?"
"nothing!"
Luo Chen waved his hand and said with a smile: "We will establish a foothold in Jinling City from tomorrow on. You two go and prepare well. The shipyard and Longwei Escort Bureau will be up soon."
After speaking, Luo Chen walked out of the lobby regardless of the two people's doubts.
In the hall, Han Meng and Han Meng looked at each other, and then walked out of the hall to do some work with doubts. Since Luo Chen had spoken, they would carry it out no matter what happened.
The speed of Nangong Road was very fast. That afternoon, more than a hundred boatmen gathered at Nangong's shipyard in Horseshoe Bay. Carrying large and small bags, these boatmen drove directly into the Nanfang Shipyard.
Seeing these boatmen waiting in the shipyard, shopkeeper Zhao, who was full of doubts, finally smiled and immediately arranged for these boatmen to stay regardless of how Luo Chen did it.
And inside Jinling City!
Early the next morning, everyone discovered that the Longhu Gang, who was opposed to Ziwu Villa, suddenly changed its direction. Some merchants who relied on the Longhu Gang ran into the Longwei Escort Bureau and asked to escort their goods.
Not only that, some of the Longhu Gang's affiliated ship dealers have also successively placed orders for ships from the Southern Shipyard.
As soon as this trend came out, those merchants who had previously wanted to cooperate with Longwei Escort but were warned by the three major forces also put aside their fear and went to Longwei Escort.
Murong Villa, inside Murong Qianyue's study.
"Asshole!"
Murong Qian's hair and beard grew thick, he grabbed the inkstone on the desk, slammed it to the ground with a bang, and shouted at the old housekeeper beside him:
"What's going on with the Dragon and Tiger Gang? They agreed to jointly suppress Ziwu Villa so that Ziwu Villa can't get into Jinling City. Now it's better not to suppress them, but to help them gain a foothold!"
"Master, calm down!"
The old housekeeper bowed and said anxiously: "My subordinates have already gone to the Longhu Gang to ask, but they..."
"But what? Tell me!"
Murong Qianyue glared at the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper gritted his teeth and said angrily: "But they said that this is the matter of Longhu Gang, and there is no need to explain to us!"
"Okay, okay! There's no need to explain to us!"
Murong Qianyue stared in the direction of the Longhu Gang with stern eyes, filled with murderous intent.
After a while, Murong Qianyue suddenly slammed the door and left.
"So what if you gain a firm foothold? As long as I, Murong Qianyue, am here, you can't even think of becoming powerful!"
The murderous voice echoed in the study. Listening to the sound, the old steward wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly walked out of the study.