"Is there something good? I always feel a bit ominous."
But at this time, since the elder asked, Lu Pingping would naturally not refuse.
Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that he has killed too many people recently, so it would be best to show up less.
"It's a personal invitation from His Excellency Wang Sixiang."
Wang Sixiang? Who is that, the eighth-level phosphorus spreader?
Lu Ping'an thought of that person, whom he had met more than half a year ago. When the development zone was established, this person came to cut the ribbon.
At that time, in order to check and balance him, the government specially brought in a brigadier general from the military. Looking back now, doesn't this mean that this guy is very restless?
The existence of two strong men at the rule level is the greatest confidence for the phosphorus spreaders in this area. Even though the phosphorus spreaders are indeed quite honest now, only high-level force is here. Any decision made by local officials must first consider their ideas.
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In a sense, the officials of the ancient city back then were a little out of touch. They may not have considered that the phosphorus spreaders could set up two rule levels in this third- and fourth-tier city without being able to form local armed forces.
"Is he in the ancient city? Oh, I'll go right away."
Since it was an invitation from an elder, and to some extent still an ally from the past, Lu Pingan would certainly not refuse.
But it’s hard to say what to talk about now.
"Do you need me to come with you?"
"No, that's enough, thank you."
It seemed like a simple inquiry, but Lu Pingping smiled and thanked him.
In the past, Wang Sixiang was not in the ancient city most of the time, but only traveled back and forth to several desert phosphorus-spreading settlements in the surrounding areas. However, he actually had a transcendent status. An eighth-level status was placed here, so managers everywhere must treat it with caution.
Then, in relevant negotiations, the party that is trying to avoid the enemy will naturally be in a weak position.
But now, there is no problem at least looking straight at someone on the road.
"Lulu, you are quite busy too, please take a rest."
However, Lulu took the initiative to ask if she wanted to follow, but she did not simply "follow here" but faced an eighth level with another eighth level as her platform.
But Lu Pingan still refused, not only because he felt it was not necessary, but also because of their respective positions.
Although Lu Lu is Lu Ping'an's disciple in name and substance, her first identity is always the Grand Marshal of the Mercury 42 Salvation Army and the leader of a race.
Lu Ping'an has his own position (human), and Wang Sixiang also has his own (phosphorus-spreading person). If you involve Lulu (the long-hand tribe) in front of you, it will easily create the impression that "two tribes suppress one tribe".
Lu was understanding all this and still made judgments and decisions. Lu Ping'an was very moved, and then refused directly.
"Don't worry, we should have a good conversation."
Lu Ping'an's premonition soon turned into reality.
In a seemingly high-end teahouse, Lu Pingan met this gorgeously dressed "Prince".
Just like the origin of the "king" in the two local names of Wang Xi'er and Wang Sixiang, this middle-aged man wearing the traditional costume of the Saphos tribe is also a "prince" and is dressed differently from the "ordinary people" in previous announcements.
This time, his bracelets, rings, and anklets all contained quite dangerous power fluctuations.
The strength of a transcendent or a professional may not necessarily be linked to the equipment, but if the weapons are still worth wearing on a battlefield of this level, they are not ordinary.
But in the eyes of Mr. Lu who was sitting cross-legged across from him, the person in front of him was completely different from the one we had just met.
At that time, he felt "unexpectedly ordinary", but now, with black fragments appearing in the blood-red pupils from time to time, and sitting cross-legged across from him, he felt like a napping evil dragon.
The private room on the second floor was quite soundproof, and the two of them just looked at each other silently without saying anything.
“You’re probably tired of hearing this, but it’s true that ‘life is scary’”
As a guest, Wang Sixiang took a sip of water pipe and put down his smoking device.
"It should be just a quasi-gold (rule). I actually feel a slight threat from you. If I try to kill you from this distance, I may pay a certain price."
Facing a veteran eighth-level player against a sixth-level player, he actually felt threatened. Even Wang Sixiang himself had some problems that he couldn't ignore.
He looked at Lu Pingping, as if a ferocious beast saw a "poisonous scorpion" or the ferocious beast could crush the poisonous scorpion with its size advantage, but once it stung the opponent's poisonous tail, it would probably cause severe pain and discomfort, and it might even be caused by the poison.
And died.
"Your induction may be wrong. I don't think you can succeed."
Lu Pingan smiled and told the "big truth".
"Haha, really?" The room fell silent again, and a trace of black light flashed through Wang Sixiang's red eyes.
Lu Ping'an just picked up the tea cup, smiled and tasted the aroma of tea in his mouth, which surprised him a little.
"It's really good. It must be a high-priced product. Hehe, I was too young to know how to taste tea and couldn't afford good tea. Now I have money and know the quality of tea, but I don't have the mood or time to taste tea."
"This is the secret recipe of the royal family. Just kidding. You can't take it seriously. It's just the best first-class product in the world. You can take two kilograms back with you later."
Seemingly insignificant words, but they are also temptations and "respect" between each other.
Wang Sixiang, who had a plain face, was actually surprised that he had repeatedly re-evaluated Lu Ping'an, an upstart, but when he came to the person in front of him, he realized that he had underestimated him again.
Regarding the other party's "confidence", the prince did not feel that it offended spiritual intuition on the one hand, but the actual fight was on the other hand. How could a being who could be chosen as a spokesperson by the quasi-gods not have two brushes.
"You're making it a little difficult for me."
The mediocrity of the past was gone, and the prince, who was as handsome as a snake, said calmly.
"Isn't this a good thing? Win-win results can lead to long-term cooperation. Your people are all here. You must not just want to eat and leave, right?"
"That's not necessarily the case"
The words of temptation have never stopped, but Lu Ping'an's confidence must make Wang Sixiang think more about it.
Who is the bargaining chip and the price? When Wang Sixiang invited Lu Ping An to come over, it was not because he had no good intentions, but because of his good intentions, it would be very difficult for you to refuse. It was like a clearly arranged "gift".
This is what the old strong men are like, especially the old men who come from this kind of "primitive royal society". They are used to arranging the future for the "juniors" and are used to solving problems with force.
"Originally, I thought Xi'er would be a good match for you, but now it seems that she may not be good enough for you."
Political marriage is also the most common method used by this veteran.
As for whether you will refuse? "Marriage" is just a means of forming an alliance and bundling interests. It's enough to maintain respect for each other. In Lao Gu's view, this is indeed a "goodwill" and a "good thing".
From the perspective of this kind of royal family, it is normal for elders to arrange political marriages for younger children, and it is a friendly expression of "pulling you along to play".
What feels prickly now is that when Wang Sixiang really faced it, he realized that Lu Ping'an might not be a fry, but a Wolong that could transform at any time. Give Lu Ping'an a few years, and he really dared to face the eighth level alone.
As a result, the originally arranged method will no longer work.
You must think carefully about whether you want to force a marriage with a being who may not be weaker than you in the future. If you are not careful, it will become a humiliation, a good thing will turn into a bad thing, and the consequences will be endless.
"Wang Xi'er? Well, she agreed?" Lu Ping'an was a little surprised. He had a good impression of that woman, but it had nothing to do with gender, and he felt that the opposite should be the same.
Even though the two of them get along well, there is a huge gap in their origins and values. Being friends and partners is good, but being a couple? I don’t want to cause trouble for myself.
"I haven't told her yet, but I think she won't refuse." The person opposite had an indifferent look on his face, arranging other people's fate as if it were a matter of course.
Lu Ping'an smiled and said nothing more. He just confirmed that he was indeed not used to this old guy's style.
If you don't have the ability to show off, now you're not talking about cooperation, but you're talking about "acquisition" in the name of marriage.
"Or, we can change the angle and talk about how to cooperate. You must have talked with my disciples, right?"
Hearing this, Wang Sixiang also showed an expression as if he was choked.
He had met Lu Lu, and he really didn't expect that "monster" was actually cultivated by the young man in front of him. Just that "existence" greatly enhanced the evaluation of the young man in front of him.
Lu Ping'an just put forward his own "suggestion".
"I wonder if you have any ideas about Mercury 42. Perhaps there should be a god belonging to the phosphorus-spreading people there."