"Shangguan Mo is dead, Shangguan Ze is also dead, and the Shangguan family is controlled by an outsider, Chen Baolong. The fate of the Shangguan family is the same as that of the Liu family." Mr. Qi smiled, and the white piece in his hand fell on the chessboard.
Like a ferocious roaring dragon, it surrounded Heizi.
"Grandpa, is there someone behind this? Where did Chen Baolong get such courage?" Qi Bin asked, looking at the chessboard and putting down the black piece with a wry smile: "Grandpa, you win."
Mr. Qi looked at the chessboard with a smile: "Does it matter whether there is someone behind it? What's important is that Shangguan's Chen Baolong has the final say at the moment."
"Are you saying that the rest of the Shangguan family won't give up?" Qi Bin cleaned up the chessboard.
"If it were you, would you give up?" Mr. Qi looked at Qi Bin with a smile, lying leisurely on the deck chair, enjoying the afternoon sunshine.
Qi Bin lowered his head and smiled and replied: "Of course Cui Zishan is willing to give up. Why should I give my things to others?"
Mr. Qi looked at Qi Bin's shining eyes, which were full of ambition, bright and sincere.
Looking at these eyes, Mr. Qi was panicked for a moment. For a moment, he seemed to see the person he used to be.
Lowering his head to drink tea and suppressing the emotions in his eyes, Mr. Qi returned to his leisurely posture like a wandering cloud and wild crane.
"You also said that you won't agree. How can the Shangguan family agree?"
Mr. Qi shook his cattail leaf fan and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Just watch, the fun is about to begin. Remember this sentence, only fish in muddy waters are easy to fish in."
"Grandpa, you mean..."
Mr. Qi glanced at Qi Bin, who nodded clearly and did not continue.
"You and I know some of the things we are saying, so there is no need to say more."
"Then what should we do?"
"How to do it?" Mr. Qi glanced at Qi Bin: "You still want to intervene and get a piece of the pie?"
"Why not?" Qi Bin said proudly, "This kind of thing depends entirely on personal chance. If we get it, it's ours."
"You are still too young." Mr. Qi couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a little disappointed.
After all, Qi Bin is young and has not experienced enough to see through the stakes.
"To be honest, there is no need to get into trouble. That man is not a good-tempered person. He did this just to control the situation. If you intervene, I may not be able to protect myself."
Hearing what Mr. Qi said, Qi Bin's heart skipped a beat, and he was a little curious about what kind of person could make him say such a thing.
"Grandpa, do you know who that person is?"
"So what if you know?" Mr. Qi glanced at Qi Bin, stood up and left slowly.
Qi Bin looked at Mr. Qi's leaving figure with an incomprehensible look in his eyes. He wanted to rush over and ask for details several times, but finally gave up.
Their family has a great cause, and they have some extraordinary things in their hands. Why do they need to bow to others?
Now that Mr. Qi doesn't let him interfere, Qi Bin is even more curious about that person's identity.
"Find a way to find out that person's identity. Such an opponent is interesting."
Qi Bin is flamboyant and confident, and those in the Qi family are no longer his opponents.
It's just that for his safety, few people know his identity.
Now that such a powerful person appears, his hands are a little itchy.
...
After hearing the news reported by the butler, Chen Baolong was so angry that he smashed the things on the table.
"Check it for me! I must know who leaked it."
Chen Baolong held the table with both hands, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were red.