Xuan Jiuling choked for a moment, and when he saw that both of them looked unconcerned, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly.
He naturally recognized Huang Yueli and Li Moying's talent, strength and character, but he did not think that the two young men could have enough wealth to deal with the Baize clan's blackmail.
After all, the age of the two of them is here.
No matter how talented they are, their experience is still limited. It takes a certain amount of time to accumulate wealth. How much assets can they have without relying on the family behind them
Moreover, it is obvious that Huang Yueli and Li Moying still need experience in human relations and sophistication.
At least, it can be seen from the disdainful expressions of the two people just now that they still know nothing about the power of money and medical skills.
It is true that the strong are respected in the God Realm, but at certain special times, no matter how powerful the warrior is, they have to bow to the Baize clan, and the two of them are naturally no exception.
Xuan Jiuling sighed in his heart and said nothing. He led the two of them to the gate of the mansion in silence.
The guards of the Baize clan recognized Xuan Jiuling's identity, and their attitude was quite respectful, so they went to report it immediately.
However, the three of them waited at the door for a long time, until Huang Yueli became a little impatient, and then a young man came out from the door to greet them.
"Haha, General Xuan Shen, why is the wind blowing you here again? You didn't inform me in advance, so I can make preparations in advance, so as not to neglect you, the old man."
Although these words sounded very polite, the other party had already made their attitude very obvious by coming so late, and it was clear that they wanted to leave them alone.
Xuan Jiuling's face darkened, but he said: "Young Master An, you are too polite. You are the young master of the clan, and you receive me personally, how can you say you are being disrespectful?"
Huang Yueli and Li Moying had just been observing the incoming person, and when they heard Xuan Jiuling's words, they both looked surprised.
It turns out that this is the young master of the Baize clan and Xuan Qingling's fiancé, An Zhenyu.
An Zhenyu is tall and thin, with standard facial features, but his complexion is slightly pale, his eyes are dim, and he has a feminine beauty.
He was wearing a white gown, which seemed to be plain in color. However, as a spiritual weapon master, Huang Yueli could see the preciousness and luxury of the fabric at a glance. The golden threads faintly embedded in the white silk satin were all made of a heaven-level spirit beast. Refined from the back tendons, it can withstand the full attack of warriors below the middle stage of the Daoxuan realm.
It is not easy for Huang Yueli to make such a powerful treasure armor so exquisite and beautiful. It can be imagined that it must be of amazing value.
It seems that the Baize tribe has indeed reaped a lot of benefits by relying on their ancestral medical skills.
Huang Yueli looked at An Zhenyu thoughtfully, but she had to admit that although his talent was not very good, barely reaching the lowest limit of heaven-level talent, his status, financial resources, and medical skills were all considered superior.
He is not as handsome and upright as her senior brother, nor as gentle and considerate as her senior brother.
In short, her senior brother and Xuan Qingling were more suitable.
An Zhenyu and Xuan Jiuling greeted each other politely and introduced them into the study.
Huang Yueli and Li Moying followed and wanted to step in, but were stopped by two maids. "You two, please stay. My young master only wants to see General Xuan Shen."
Xuan Jiuling said hurriedly: "These two are not my juniors. I came here today just to introduce them to Young Master An."
An Zhenyu frowned slightly, "What do you mean? What are the backgrounds of these two brats?"
(End of chapter)