His son, Han Shihai, the head of the Han family, was wearing a black robe and a mask to serve one side.

The four of them were drinking tea and chatting, and occasionally bursts of laughter came, as if the war outside had nothing to do with them.

The sound of Liu Chenglang's wheelchair sounded from afar, and the old man in black said sinisterly: "It seems that the white-clothed prime minister in your mouth is here!"

The ancestor of the Han family smiled slightly and did not speak; while the middle-aged man in blue shirt below looked curious and looked out the door.

Liu Chenglang came in with a wheelchair, and there were several soldiers escorting him next to him.

As soon as Liu Chenglang entered the door, he glanced at the old man in black who was sitting side by side with the ancestor of the Han family, and bowed slightly, "Greetings to Mr. He." Then he immediately looked at the middle-aged man in blue, who was also sitting in a wheelchair.

He bowed and said hello, "I guess you are Mr. Lin." After saying hello, he nodded slightly to the ancestor of the Qin family, then looked at the ancestor of the Han family and said, "It's probably only half an hour."

The Han family ancestor's face froze, looked at Mr. He beside him, changed into a smile and said, "Mr. He, do you see?"

The old man in black surnamed He snorted coldly, "It's just a few wastes. Let's see my Xuansnake tribe go to destroy them." Liu Chenglang's face changed. Mr. He said this, not just cursing.

Jiang Ming, Xu Chang'an and Guo Fen, and even Liu Chenglang and the ancestor of the Han family were scolded.

What are the people who can’t even solve the problem of waste? There is no doubt that they can only be waste.

The expression on the Han family ancestor's face had not changed, so he could only smile and said, "Then rely on Mr. He."

The middle-aged man named Lin looked at Liu Chenglang at this time and smiled slightly, looking modest and polite.

"Our Dilin tribe was entrusted by Mr. Xu to help, but he was not familiar with the enemy, so I don't know if Mr. Liu can introduce it."

Liu Chenglang thought about it and briefly introduced Xu Changan and Guo Fen.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man from Lin thought for a while and said, "Although Guo Fen is young, his achievements are a bit amazing. Then my Dilin tribe will help you guard the East Gate."

Liu Chenglang was stunned. In fact, in his imagination, the middle-aged man named Lin would definitely choose an opponent that is easier to deal with, so he slightly exaggerated Guo Fen. In fact, in his heart, he dared to fight and rush.

Xu Changan is much harder to deal with than Guo Fen, who is cautious.

But he didn't expect that the people from Dilin tribe directly chose Guo Fen as their opponent. In his opinion, Guo Fen was the best deal among the three.

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin did not see Liu Chenglang's expression, but instead smiled: "I heard that Mr. Liu and Mr. Xu have a close relationship. If you see Mr. Xu next time, please ask Mr. Liu for help."

Liu Chenglang thought about it and said that the young master Xu who was talking about should have rescued himself and sent Wang Huihai to the mysterious man who had been hiding in the shadows all day long.

Liu Chenglang nodded.

When the old man named He heard this, his hand holding the cup shook slightly.

Seeing this slight move, Liu Chenglang immediately turned around, looked at the Qin family ancestor, clasped his fists and said, "There will be a blessing from the West City Gate."

Since the Chu family surrendered to the Holy Dynasty, the Qin family has been thinking hard, either obediently surrendering or walking straight to the dark. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to go all the way to the dark!
Chapter completed!