In an inn in Kuixingfang City.
In a guest room, a pile of clothes were scattered on the floor. Han Changjing and Lu Yue were lying naked on a bed. Lu Yue's chest was heaving up and down, her face was flushed, and she was full of charm.
Han Changjiong showed a satisfied expression on his face. God helps the rich. After spending thousands of spirit stones on Lu Yue, he finally won her over.
Han Changjiong was a novice and had no experience, but Lu Yue knew a lot and served Han Changjiong to the point of ecstasy. Han Changjiong felt that the spirit stones were not wasted.
"Han Lang, you must not let me down. I will be yours from now on."
Lu Yue's face was full of charm, her voice was coquettish, and her right hand was placed on Han Changjiong's chest.
She originally wanted to hold a ceremony to formally marry Han Changjiong as a concubine, but Han Changjiong could not resist her temptation and was eager to do it. Lu Yue could not refuse and still gave it to Han Changjiong.
Han Changjiong smiled evilly, patted Lu Yue's hips, and said with a sly smile: "Don't worry! Follow me, I guarantee you will have a good life, but you have to be frugal with your spirit stones. I am a second-level talisman maker, and I can't stop you from spending like this. This is not how you live."
Han Changjiong really likes Lu Yue, that's a man's nature! It's nothing, Han Changming married two sisters, so it's not too much for Han Changjiong to take a concubine.
Lu Yue has already spent thousands of his spirit stones. No matter how many spirit stones Han Changjiong has, he can't afford to spend them like this.
"I know. I just want to see Han Lang's attitude. I will rely on you from now on."
Lu Yue pressed her whole body against Han Changjiong, her beautiful eyes full of tenderness.
Han Changjiong patted Lu Yue's hips and said with a wicked smile, "Still calling me Han Lang? You should change your words."
"Husband."
Lu Yue's voice was so sweet that Han Changjiong felt like he was going to fly.
"Madam, I'm not full yet. Can you give me another try?"
Lu Yue's face was full of charm, and she obediently buried her head in the quilt, causing a bulge in Han Changjiong's crotch.
"hiss!"
Han Changjing sucked in a breath of cold air and clutched the quilt with both hands. He felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. The feeling was indescribable.
In a secret room, a middle-aged man with an elegant face and a young woman in a green dress were playing chess.
"How's it going? Brother Seventeen, did you catch the fish?"
The young woman in green skirt took a sip of the spiritual tea and asked with a smile.
"That fat guy is well-known for his lust. It's hard for him not to take the bait. We can't rush this matter. We need to work slowly. If he blocks our way to wealth, he will seek death. We can't blame us for being ruthless. We should blame him for being surnamed Han."
When the middle-aged man finished speaking, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Seventeen, you have to be careful and don't show your hand. It will be bad if it involves our family. Han Changming of the Han family is very powerful and has been in the limelight in recent years. The number of foundation-building cultivators in the Han family has been increasing and they have recovered their vitality."
The young woman in green skirt warned with some concern. When she mentioned Han Changming, her eyes were full of fear.
When the Han family was prosperous, there were more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators. Later, many of the Han family's foundation-building cultivators died, and now the family is slowly recovering.
Several major events have occurred in the Red Algae Sea in recent years. One is that several immortal cultivation families attacked the Huoyun Sect, and the other is the fight with the Golden Eagle Sect in the Golden Eagle Sea. Han Changming participated in both events and made a lot of noise.
"Don't worry! Lu Yue is not our peripheral personnel, just a chess piece. Even if she rebels, it will not implicate our family. Let the Han family and the Chen family fight each other! No matter who dies or who is injured, our family will not be affected. Han Changming is a figure. We have been working hard over the years to weaken the power of the Han family with the help of the Chen family. After Han Changming established his foundation, he helped the Han family recover its vitality. This kid can't stay. We must find a way to get rid of him."
The young woman in the green skirt nodded and said, "That's right, but we can't rush this matter. We must think of a safe way. It would be best to use the Chen family to get rid of Han Changming, or use the power of Tinghai Pavilion. In short, we can't show up."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Of course, I'll do the job, don't worry."
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Tinghai Pavilion, a valley full of exotic flowers and plants.
There is a courtyard with blue bricks and white tiles in the valley. In the center of the courtyard is a lake of more than ten acres. A three-story blue loft stands in the center of the lake. Surrounding the lake is a large spiritual field with more than a dozen kinds of spiritual medicines planted. A group of blue spiritual butterflies are dancing in the spiritual field.
There is a green stone pavilion next to the green attic. Five men and two women are drinking tea and chatting there, and Han Changshuo is also there.
The one with the highest cultivation level was an old man in a green robe with a ruddy complexion, a shrewd look on his face, and a mustache.
"Brother Yang, today is your birthday. I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll give you this jar of century-old Drunken Immortal Dew. It was taken from our Han family's treasure house. Even our clan leader couldn't bear to drink it."
Han Changshuo took out an exquisite wine jar and handed it to the old man in green robe.
Cultivating immortals is not just about fighting and killing, human relationships and worldly wisdom are indispensable.
With the help of his family's financial resources, Han Changshuo made friends with powerful fellow disciples and paved the way for his future.
The old man in green robe is named Yang Zhenli. He is the deputy chief of the Deacon Hall of Tinghai Pavilion and is responsible for the dispatch of Tinghai Pavilion disciples. This is a lucrative job.
Yang Zhenli is Yang Zhenzhen's uncle. He has been a member of Tinghai Pavilion for more than a hundred years. He works diligently and is deeply trusted by the head of Tinghai Pavilion.
Yang Zhenli is a wine lover, so Han Changshuo naturally caters to his taste. This jar of Drunken Immortal Dew has been stored in the Han family's treasure house for a hundred years. For a wine lover, it is definitely a temptation that is hard to refuse.
"Junior Brother Han, you are kind-hearted, but I cannot accept it. If word gets out, other fellow disciples will think that I am taking advantage of you in disguise. If it gets to the ears of the Law Enforcement Hall, it will be troublesome."
Yang Zhenli showed a righteous expression on his face and declined politely.
"Brother Yang, you are joking. You have worked hard for our sect for many years. Who in the Tinghai Pavilion doesn't admire Brother Yang? I respect Brother Yang's character. It's just a jar of spirit wine. It can't be considered a bribe. If Brother Yang doesn't accept it, it means he looks down on me."
Han Changshuo said this with a serious expression on his face.
He was originally the Han family's key training target. He knew nothing about the ways of the world. After he entered the family, he suffered a lot. After a long time in the family, he gradually became more sophisticated.
"Brother Yang, just accept it! If you don't even accept the wine from Brother Han, we won't dare to send you a gift. What's wrong with giving gifts to fellow disciples? It's not like the people in the Deacon Hall don't accept gifts when they celebrate their birthdays."
Yang Zhenzhen smiled and tried to smooth things over. She and Yang Zhenli were from the same clan, but in public, she had to call him senior brother, and in private, she had to call him uncle.
"Yes! Senior Brother Yang, it's just a jar of spirit wine."
Others agreed. If Yang Zhenli did not accept Han Changshuo's spiritual wine, they would not dare to give out gifts.
Yang Zhenli looked embarrassed, nodded and said, "Okay! This won't happen again! I'll accept this jar of Drunken Immortal Dew."
Han Changshuo smiled and said enthusiastically, "Brother Yang, this glass of wine is for you. Let me drink it first."
He raised his glass and drank the wine in it.
Others raised their glasses and toasted Yang Zhenli.
An hour later, everyone went back to their homes, and Han Changshuo also went home.
If Han Changshuo wants Yang Zhenli to arrange a good job for him, he needs to contact Yang Zhenli more often.
If you don't keep in touch with others in normal times, who will pay attention to you when you ask for help when you have problems
This is what Han Zhangxiang taught Han Changshuo. Han Changshuo didn’t understand it before, but now he understands it.