Lord of the Desert

Chapter 117 Pressure
On the 23rd of the first lunar month, noon.

The warm sun hangs high.

Although the breeze is cool to the skin, it is much warmer in the bones.

In the hexagonal pavilion of Asahi Courtyard, there are more than a dozen plates of meat and vegetable dishes, steaming hot and fragrant.

Aunt Liu fried some of the vegetables, and the rest were sent by the family kitchen.

There were five people sitting at the table - apart from the master Hong Fan, there were also Hong She, Hong Lie, and Cui and Gao.

"The intention of the three families in the Golden Wind Building spread throughout the city."

Cui Yutang said, he took a piece of pig ear and chewed it rustlingly.

"The day before yesterday they paid homage to the Chengshou Mansion and the Martial Arts Academy in succession, and all three of them acted together."

"I heard from my second uncle that many Xiao Zong and Xiao Zong are worried."

He swallowed the pig's ear with a slightly worried expression.

"It's inevitable."

Gao Junxia nodded and said.

"The Tongguanggong family is one of the most powerful families in the west of Liangzhou. His family alone has two high-level talents, stronger than our Jinhai Yicheng."

In Jin Hai's second-generation circle, Hong Fan, Li Chi and Zheng Zheng's family had no relationship. On the contrary, Gao Junxia and Cui Yutang were convinced and obedient to him, as if they were tied to a chariot.

And as Hong Fan's status in the family rose, the relationship between the two families became closer.

"The Futu Jin of Yuquan Quan's family is also very famous, generation after generation has produced giants..."

Gao Junxia continued.

"To be honest, when we compare the three surnames of Jinhai, they are indeed slightly inferior."

He has been with Hong Fan for a long time and knows the latter's temperament, so he speaks out.

"The Lu family is relatively weak, but at least they are born to lead and have a powerful foundation."

"Now they look like they are holding on to the truth and not letting go. Not to mention others, several elders in my sect are a little shaken."

The "in the door" he said refers to the whirlpool door.

Its head, Ge Sirius, has a celestial sympathy cultivation base, and there are thirteen disciples in the Light Penetration Realm.

"You don't have to worry too much."

Hong Fan drank a glass and said with a smile.

"The three families came here for money. No matter how much trouble this matter has, it is only a dispute of interests."

"Now they are clamoring with gongs and drums, and they are looking for the city guard's mansion to deliver a joint letter, and they are asking Gongsun Wujian for arbitration. They are nothing more than means of exerting extreme pressure."

"Just think about it, the three families want a total of 3 taels. If you invest too much capital, wouldn't it be a waste of work to fetch water from a bamboo basket?"

Hearing his reassurance, the few of them felt relieved immediately after analyzing it for a while.

"By the way, I heard that there were some troubles in Jinfeng Tower yesterday?"

Hong Fan persuaded him for a round of drinks, then asked again.

"It was the Li family who stirred up it first."

Gao Junxia replied.

"Li Maocai, the boss of the third house of the Li family, was drinking and having fun in my building. During the period, he talked about begging for money, and his words were not very respectful. When the Quan and Lu families heard it, they made a fuss."

"There are young people on both sides, and they are also masters of martial arts. When they got angry, they went to the yard to fight. As a result, Li Maocai's face was swollen!"

"But I heard that Hong Ping also went there later?"

Hong Fan frowned and asked.

"How did the Li family matter involve him?"

This time it was Hong She who spoke.

"Li Maocai, the second son of the Chi family, and that kid Hong Ping have always been hooking shoulders and fighting eagles and lackeys. They are very determined."

He sighed.

"Furthermore, Hong Ping entered the Guantong Realm a few years ago, and entered Zhu Yiqi the next year."

"The eldest lady was originally unwilling, and wanted him to go to the state capital to follow my father (Hong Pan), who happened to be taken care of by his mother's family."

"But that kid keeps saying that the two elder brothers are both in Zhuyiqi, and that he himself has hacked sand bandits in Taishan, so he is determined not to be a 'deserter'."

"In the end, he came to the second team, under my command."

When Hong She said this, he stretched out his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows.

According to Zhu Yiqi's old rules, he, as the second team, is obviously the one responsible for leading Hong Ping—just like Hong Lie and Hong Fan back then.

But how can a domineering boy like Hong Ping be so easy to manage?

"Li Maocai was beaten yesterday, so he came to Hong Ping to help him out."

"According to his muddleheaded nature, it is natural to take care of everything."

Hong She sighed.

Hong Lie laughed when he heard the words: "As far as Hong Ping's serious cultivation of the penetrating realm is concerned, can he also take care of it?"

"Hong Ping is not stupid enough to do it himself."

Hong She said.

"Brother Sheng and Brother Fan must not have the guts to instigate them, so they were the first to try to pull me in."

"This matter has no meaning in the clan, and I'm not stupid, so of course I refuse."

"It's just that I didn't expect him to go to Xu Ting and the others..."

Hong Amnesty didn't say any more.

But Hong Fan knew what he meant.

Hong Ping is the youngest son, the younger brother of Hong Sheng and Hong Fan.

Although Xu Ting and the others are far superior in cultivation, they are only from a good family with a foreign surname, so it is normal that they cannot withstand the pressure.

"In short, Hong Ping won in the end."

Gao Junxia added.

"The three boys from the Quan family and the Lu family were beaten, and my younger brother only suffered minor injuries."

But several people could see that the worry in Hong Fan's eyes had not dissipated.

"Are you worried about those families coming to your door for this matter?"

Hong Lie asked.

"It's not that I'm worried about that."

Hong Fan shook his head.

"These raptors crossing the river are coming fiercely. If there is something like Hong Ping, they will confront us sooner or later."

"I just think it's a bit too coincidental for Li Maocai."

He casually picked up a pistachio shell on the table and crushed it into powder.

"You all know that Mr. Li Jiahe governs his family very strictly, he is no more lazy than our patriarch is used to."

Hearing this, several people around the table straightened their backs and forced themselves to be solemn.

"These two days are a sensitive time. Where did such a thing as Li Maocai come from? He is so bold that he dares to go to Jinfeng Tower to provoke trouble?"

Hong Fan looked at Gao Junxia with a smile on his lips.

"I have something to say, in terms of food and drink alone, Tinghai Pavilion is still half a chip higher than yours, right?"

Young Master Gao frowned, and opened his mouth to refute, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Cui Yutang, Hong She, and Hong Lie all nodding.

So he had to raise his glass to drink and swallow the words back to his stomach.

After talking about the current affairs in the city, the topic on the table turned to the latest top four rankings.

"This time, our Liangzhou Tianjiao has changed."

Everyone spoke with great interest.

"'Fanjiang Jiaolong' Ao Zhiji, a native of Xijing, is the son of Ao Fuwei, the leader of the Fubo Gang, and he studied the "Jie Shui Dian"."

"I'm three years older than Brother Fan, and now I'm on the list, ranking No. 90 and seventh on the Tianjiao list."

"Speaking of which, Eldest Young Master is also at this age, and his cultivation is only a thin line away."

"I can't say, my Hong family will be able to have the great scene of 'One Family, Two Talents' in three years..."

After several more rounds of drinking and music, the cups and plates have been messed up.

There are three empty wine jars under the table.

"Thanks to Second Young Master's hospitality today, next time I will be the host!"

Gao Junxia leaned against the table and got up, his footsteps wobbling slightly.

"At that time, I will send someone to invite you."

"Then it must be in the Golden Wind Building?"

Hong Lie deliberately asked with a smile.

"I can't, I can't..."

Gao Junxia hastily waved his hands.

"Half of the rooms in the building have been occupied by those three families. It is estimated that there will be a large army coming over soon."

"From now on, I myself plan not to go to the building to avoid these evil stars."

He took a staggered step and held on to the pavilion pillar.

"Besides, the second young master has said it all, in terms of dishes, Tinghai Pavilion is better..."

Listening to his yin and yang imitation, a burst of hearty laughter flew out from under the pavilion.

(End of this chapter)