Famous people are not always as they seem.
Although Fang Yu had seen Lei Shenhao posting on forums multiple tis, this was the first ti Fang Yu saw Lei Shenhao in person in the ga.
Lei Shenhao's "human shell" wasn't necessarily dashing, but at least he looked like a majestic tree, suggesting he might have carefully selected it.
The clothes he wore were extrely luxurious at first glance, fitting for the heir of a wealthy family.
With a flourish of his folding fan, Lei Shenhao stood up with the others and greeted Fang Yu.
Of course, the first to speak was still Qing Anshun.
"Brother Diao, did you sleep well last night?"
Fang Yu chuckled and cupped his hands in response.
"Brother Qing, you're too kind. I've been roughing it lately, so it's rare to have a place to rest my head. How could I be picky?"
Qing Anshun laughed heartily several tis, saying repeatedly, "That's not what I ant, that's not what I ant," then invited Fang Yu to sit down.
"Co, Brother Diao, please sit. Brother Diao, you're quite the draw; you've only been in Sunset City for a day, and already three people want to et you. Shall I introduce them?"
Qing Anshun pointed to the three people still standing, including Lei Shenhao.
To be fair, these two Martial Artists with six thousand blood are stronger than in a straightforward fight, without using my trump card.
Yet, their deanor is quite polite at the mont.
As for Lei Shenhao beside them, he remained silent, but appearing with these two six-thousand-blood Martial Artists at the sa table clearly says sothing.
"This is Hou Xingchao, a direct disciple of the Third Elder in Bai Li Sect! He's now a Guest Elder under our Qing Family's banner, so we're all family now, ha ha ha!" Qing Anshun introduced.
Hou Xingchao tily picked up his cup and toasted.
"Brother Diao!"
"Brother Hou!"
Fang Yu stood up, raised his cup in response, shared a smile, and drank up.
Turns out he's a Guest Elder of the Qing Family; I guess he's their combat power bearer, much stronger than the Qing Family head with five thousand blood combat power.
It seems the Qing Family might have arranged him to test out my intentions.
But whether to beco a Qing Family Guest Elder, Fang Yu needs to wait for Ding Hui's ssage, so regarding this person, Fang Yu naturally uses delay tactics for now.
"And then here's this person, soone with an even grander background, Ke Yingguang, the first female Family Head of the Ke Family! In Sunset City, the Ke Family is an outstanding great family. Brother Diao, you ca to our Qing Family first, and right after, others are visiting you; your influence is undeniable!"
While Qing Anshun was introducing Ke Yingguang, though his tone was natural, there seed to be a hint of sarcasm, as if the visitor was not friendly.
Of course, the hostility was aid at the Qing Family, not Fang Yu.
"Sister Ke!"
Fang Yu raised his cup.
Ke Yingguang boldly took Fang Yu's cup, drank it in one gulp, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and said.
"Sister is more than twenty years your senior; are you willing to leave the Qing Family and co to my Ke Family as a guest? Whatever the Qing Family can offer, my Ke Family can too, and things the Qing Family can't offer, my Ke Family can! Go and inquire, in Sunset City, which family guards this land for so many years, and which family opened up trade routes, bringing new life to Sunset City! Choosing my Ke Family won't be wrong!"
Such blatant poaching directly left Fang Yu dumbfounded.
Everyone is playing a strategic ga, how can you just flip the board? Isn't this against the rules?
Sure enough, Qing Anshun imdiately wasn't pleased. Just a mont ago, he had a good face, but after hearing that, he slamd the table with a bang and his face turned sullen.
"Ke Yingguang, don't be too excessive!"
But imdiately, Ke Yingguang, imposing with her bloodline, glared back fiercely.
"No respect! Is it your place to speak? Call your father out to talk!"
Both sides instantly beca tense, leaving Fang Yu speechless.
What's going on?
Have I beco a hot commodity?
Fang Yu thought he just showed a small hand, how did he beco so sought after?
Just as Fang Yu thought their argunt would escalate to the point of revealing family secrets, boosting his value on the spot, Lei Shenhao intervened.
"Honorable sirs, please, calm down. May I have a word?"
Lei Shenhao faced them with a smile.
Surprisingly, despite both being far more powerful than the 100-blood Lei Shenhao, they both gave Lei Shenhao face, snorted, sat down, and kept quiet.
"Who is this..."
Fang Yu squinted his eyes and cupped his hands.
Inside, he actually wanted to laugh.
Lei Shenhao, I clearly rember you blocked on the forum back then!
Lei Shenhao was indeed a straightforward person.
He placed both hands behind his back, puffed out his chest, and said calmly.
"Qingling Taoist Temple, Lei Qingzi."
"Brother Lei, what guidance do you have?"
"Well, rumor has it you've awakened the power of the Spirit and beco a Believer. Coincidentally, my master, Qingling Taoist, is also a Believer. At Qingling Taoist Temple, we have special attention for Believers. And I, Lei Qingzi, am also...a Believer! Brother Diao, with this, do you understand?"
Fang Yu: ??!!
Lei Shenhao is a Believer??
Damn! Hidden so deep!
Fang Yu thought he had abandoned Martial Arts to dabble in Alchemy, but it turns out he's changed lanes and is overtaking on the curve!
Fang Yu suddenly looked at Lei Shenhao with new respect.
And this slight expression of shock that unintentionally showed made Lei Shenhao feel deeply satisfied, his vanity spiking.
Why do rich people play gas?
Very simply, to crush ordinary players and enjoy being above others.
And the person in front, with extraordinary strength, one palm can wipe out over a hundred players, now has to look at Lei Shenhao with respect—more or less, that equals him defeating over a hundred players alone!
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