After being yelled at by his grandfather, the man in fancy clothes didn't dare to say anything else. He just said, "I was watching here just now, so I heard one of the women call the woman in black Leng Shuang. Also, the woman in red seemed to know the captured slaves and said something about Gu Xiangyi. I also know that they are staying in the inn in front, and they have booked the inn."
After a pause, the man in fancy clothes said, "I've been there. The people there, whether male or female, are all very good-looking. They don't look like ordinary people." He added, "They should be from aristocratic families."
Hearing this, the old man was a little startled. At this moment, a scream came from the front. They all looked forward after hearing the sound, and saw that a man with a folding fan in his hand had destroyed the city lord's cultivation so easily!
On the ground, the middle-aged man and the old man were lying on the ground with blood spitting out of their mouths, looking at the smiling man with a folding fan in his hand with horror.
"Hiss! The city lord actually asked for help from the city lords of several nearby cities just now? Look, the signal from the sky has been sent out!" Someone from a noble family exclaimed, thinking that things were really troublesome.
The city gate was destroyed, the city lord was deposed, and the guards in the city fell to the ground half-dead. Now that the distress signal has been sent out, if the city lords of several neighboring cities come, I am afraid that there will be a big battle!
At this time, no one could have thought that if a war really broke out, they would be the only ones to be destroyed. Of course, there was one exception, the ancestor of the Chen family, whose face had turned pale at this time, but he was still not sure.
Until I heard a voice coming from the front.
"Who are you to have injured me so badly?" The old man lying on the ground wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the man in front of him who was holding a folding fan and looked like a handsome young man.
Du Fan fanned the wind lightly, glanced at the people there, and smiled: "Listen carefully, my name is Du Fan."
Dufan!
Dufan!
These two words sounded like a thunderclap to the Chen family ancestor, which suddenly struck from the sky and burned him black! So much so that his body trembled violently and he staggered back a few steps.
"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you?" The man in fancy clothes hurriedly supported him.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man asked solemnly, "Father, what's wrong?"
“No one in our Chen family should do anything rude to them, right?” The Chen family’s ancestor grabbed his son’s wrist with one hand, his tone somewhat anxious.
Seeing this, the people from the nearby families also secretly waved their hands to signal those who were about to take action to stop and quietly look at the Chen family ancestor. They were sure that the Chen family ancestor knew who those people were.
The middle-aged man saw this and realized the seriousness of the matter. After thinking for a while, he said, "It should be not. Our people didn't give the order and no one got involved in this matter." Moreover, seeing that those people easily shocked the whole audience, he knew that they were powerful. Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly to avoid bringing trouble upon himself.
"That's good, that's good." The old man nodded, obviously relieved.