"Actually, many things in the world are transactions in the eyes of you businessmen." Li Hou frowned and said calmly: "But have you ever thought about the essence of you and us?"

The old man said, "Please give me advice."

Mr. Li said: "The essential difference between me and you is that my identity and status come from military merits and how much I have paid for this dynasty. So even if I have strong power, my power represents the will of the dynasty. Even if you defeat me, it will not be tolerated by this dynasty and it has no meaning at all."

Listening to his confident and threatening words, the old man smiled with emotion and asked again, "If this dynasty does not follow the rules of the ancestors and cannot tolerate us, why should we stay in this dynasty?"

A gust of cold wind surged in this stilt house, and the hot tea suddenly trembled along the edge of the cup, turning rapidly cold.

The appearance of Mr. Li also became extremely cold. He knew very well that the other party dared to say such rebellious words, and he should have been prepared for some kind of preparation, rather than purely intimidation.

"Do you know how many people will die in Guanzhong just because of your words?" He looked at the old man and asked extremely coldly: "Some people can leave just by wanting to leave. If the old tree moves to the place, even the roots will rot."

The old man's expression still did not change much, but he still looked like a chatting to the guest. "What you said makes sense, but at the same time, if your hand is stretched too long, it is easy to be cut off. When Changling's practice area is under the jurisdiction of the imperial envoy, we businessmen will know that it will be our turn sooner or later. If we regard fighting for some of our own interests as business, then Li Hou, you are a bargaining chip with enough weight."

Mr. Li slowly put down the teacup.

Since we cannot talk, there is no need to talk again.

But he was still curious about some things, and repeated the question he had just arrived: "What kind of benefits did Zhuhao of Guanzhong give you, allowing you to have huge wealth, but you are willing to stay in this place?"

"Things have changed, but many memories are still there. There are many beautiful scenery in the world, but there are very few places where people can see and think of others." The old man looked at Li Hou and said seriously and emotionally: "When I was at your age, I always wanted to go to the farthest places, but after a few years, I like to stay in places where you can think of beautiful things. It is naturally because there were people here that I really like."

"There is no wealth in this world that can be more important than humans." Finally, the old man looked at Marquis Li and solemnly warned.

Marquis Li stopped talking, he stood up and walked to the window of the stilt house. He opened the window of the stilt house like the owner here.

The more he was sure that the other party had prepared, even as the third young master Guan said, this was probably a flaw that was deliberately leaked, a trap prepared for him.

However, he was a general who had fought countless battles after all, and even if the opponent was a strong enemy, it was impossible for him to retreat easily. The most important thing was that he at least needed to know what kind of power was standing behind the opponent.

Even if he was defeated this time, he had to see the other party's true face clearly.

When the window opened, the wind blew the window frame and made a creaking sound.

In an instant, the artemisia on the roof of this stilt house began to sway.

In the mountains and forests on all sides that were not conducive to the army's walking, countless sharp sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded. Large areas of forests were torn apart by the energy, and many battles started at the same time.

Numerous unbelievable emotions suddenly flashed deep in Li Hou's eyes.

This time, if he wanted to force this mysterious third young master Guan to surrender, he had already brought all the elite troops. Compared with the time when he went to Changling to siege Minshan Sword Sect, these elite troops had only abandoned some large talismans and some unnecessary supplies.

But no matter how light and simple the equipment is, the army is still an army, not to mention that what he led was originally familiar with this kind of border army in the wilderness, equipped with a large number of light but exquisite and powerful talismans.

No small group of practitioners can resist an army of this level. Even the Minshan Sword Sect in the past could not resist the army led by him and the other two kings and princes.

When the number of elite troops crosses a certain limit, the only thing that can be confronted by them is the same number of elite troops, and there must be a large number of excellent weapons to match.

Now, there is no elite army that can compete with the personal army he led in the entire Qin-Chu border area.

The elite troops of the Qin army were all in the depths of the Chu territory, while the elite troops of the Great Chu Dynasty had long disappeared, and the rest were retreated to Jiaodong County and the Wu family.

However, the scale of the battle that suddenly began from all directions and the intensity of the moment were clearly a confrontation between the same elite army!

Who has such an elite army with excellent equipment that can even compete with his personal army?

The most important thing is that neither he nor Zheng Xiu had any signs of Guanzhong having such an army!

"You really surprised me."

He looked at the wind and rain around him, and said slowly without looking back.

"Is there any meaning of continuing? It's not good for anyone." The old man warned sincerely.

"Most of Chu Qi are Chu people."

Mr. Li frowned deeply.

He looked at the chaotic light in the mountains and forests, sensed some breath inside, and a strong murderous intent appeared deep in his eyes. Then he said coldly: "The meaning now is, can you keep me here? Just like what you said before. Only by keeping me here can you have enough chips, otherwise you will still be defeated."

The moment he finished saying this, an extremely majestic aura surged around him. This aura directly tore the corner tower into pieces, and countless pieces wrapped around him and flew, forming a hurricane.

In the hurricane, the middle-aged man who had been standing quietly behind the old man slowly retreated in the air.

The vitality that surged out of his body protected the old man.

Li Hou's eyes narrowed slightly.

He previously felt that neither the old man nor the middle-aged man were cultivators of the seventh level. However, under the pressure of his vitality, this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man showed his glory.

The true energy of both sides was hedging, and it was obvious that the other party had already gone a long way on the road to the seven realms.

But until this time, he still didn't feel that he would lose.

A huge roar sounded again in the sky, and two mountains of energy flew quickly.

There are many seven realms under his seat, and only seven realms can prevent the seven realms from leaving.

He didn't believe that the other party could have more and more powerful seven-level masters than him.8
Chapter completed!