Martial Mythology

In the living room of the Luo family mansion.

"Come on, brother Tianhuo, sit down." Luo Tianhao was very enthusiastic, with a bright smile on his face.

Zhou Huo wanted to sit, but Zhang Yu was still beside him. If Zhang Yu didn't sit, how could he dare to sit?

He coughed dryly, and said to Zhang Yu and Nie Wushuang, "Sit down, too."

Luo Tianhao was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Zhou Huo valued these two attendants very much, so he didn't say much.

Nie Wushuang was a little nervous and didn't dare to answer casually. He looked at Zhang Yu, ready to follow Zhang Yu's instructions.

Zhang Yu remained calm and sat down nearby, showing no flaws in his performance. Nie Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief, and followed Zhang Yu's example and sat down on the seat beside him.

Luo Tianhao and Zhou Huo exchanged pleasantries for a while, and only after the servants brought tea did they start to get down to business.

"Clan Chief Luo, to be honest, I took the liberty to disturb you this time because I wanted to ask for something." Zhou Huo became serious.

Hearing this, Luo Tianhao also put away his smile and asked, "I don't know what's wrong with Brother Tianhuo?"

He didn't immediately express his attitude. Whether to help or not to help depends on what Zhou Huo said.

Zhou Huo sighed, and said: "The patriarch Luo may have heard that I traveled to Hongyuanyu in the early years and met many friends. One of them broke through the tomb with me and fought side by side countless times. It can be called a life-and-death friend." The name of this person is Nie Hai, and he is a three-star Hun Master."

This endless sentence made Luo Tianhao confused and didn't understand what Zhou Huo wanted to express.

"Many years ago, Nie Hai was unfortunately killed during a visit to the tomb, leaving behind a son named Nie Wushuang, who is the one on my right." Zhou Huo introduced Nie Wushuang's identity.

"Uh..." Luo Tianhao came to his senses and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I thought this was your follower just now..."

He looked at Nie Wushuang and said, "Nephew, don't blame me."

Nie Wushuang was a little flattered, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, it's okay."

"Not long ago, Xiao Shuang came to me and asked me to do a favor. I and Nie Hai had a close relationship, and now his only son came to ask me for help. How could I refuse?" Zhou Huo continued: "But this matter has nothing to do with it. The Luo family has something to do with it, and the patriarch Luo is a temperamental person, so I don't know how to deal with it, so I came here here to discuss it with the patriarch Luo."

"Related to my Luo family?" Luo Tianhao frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Not long ago, a young man named Nie Wen accidentally smashed the statue of the ancestor of the Luo family. Does Patriarch Luo still remember this?" Zhou Huo asked.

"You mean?"

"That's right, this Nie Wen is Xiaoshuang's son." Zhou Huo said, "Nie Wen's crimes should indeed be punished, but he is Xiaoshuang's only son after all. If possible, I hope Patriarch Luo can hold his hand high , let him go."

Luo Tianhao's smile disappeared, and his face became gloomy.

However, although he was dissatisfied, it was not to the point of tearing his face off with Zhou Huo.

He glanced at Nie Wushuang, who lowered his head guiltyly, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Brother Tianhuo." Luo Tianhao's voice was low, which made people feel that he was not angry and arrogant, "That little guy smashed the statue of the ancestor of my Luo family, but I only asked him to compensate the value of the statue itself, and served tea and water at my Luo family. , stay for 100 million years as a punishment, Brother Tianhuo thinks this is too much to ask?"

"Of course not too much." Zhou Huo said truthfully.

100 million years seems to be a long time, but to them, it is not too long, because their life is eternal.

"Then if the same thing happened to you, brother Tianhuo, how would you deal with it?" Luo Tianhao asked.

Zhou Huo froze. If this happened to Zhou Huo, Nie Wen would have died long ago.

Luo Tianhao continued: "In addition to its own value, the statue also has great symbolic meaning. For the Luo family, the statue carries the glory of our Luo family. No amount of fossils can measure this."

He took a deep breath and stared at Zhou Huo: "I ask myself, the Luo family has always been fair in dealing with things, and would rather suffer losses than bully others. Our Luo family has always adhered to this principle in doing things, and this has won the reputation of the entire Luo family. In exchange for the approval of the outside world, my Luo family also adheres to the usual practice when it comes to Nie Wen, leaving a lot of leeway, Brother Tianhuo asked us to let Nie Wen go, don't you think it's too much?"

He's in charge of this matter!

The attitude is also quite strong.

Although Zhou Huo's friendship is important, the face and glory of the Luo family are even more important!

"To be honest, when the statue of the ancestor was smashed, many people in my Luo family were so angry that they wanted to kill Nie Wen alive. I tried my best to spare his life. Just like this, there are still many people in the clan. Dissatisfied." Luo Tianhao said: "If you let him go, what do you think the members of the Luo family will think? Even if I agree, the members of the Luo family will not agree."

He's basically said his word.

Although it didn't express anything clearly, the meaning was very clear, letting people go is absolutely impossible!

It's just for Zhou Huo's face, he said it a little more tactfully.

Zhou Huo frowned, and his face became serious. Things were more troublesome than he imagined.

"My lord." Nie Wushuang couldn't help pleading: "I'm ignorant and made such a big mistake, but he also fell into someone else's trap, and he didn't do it intentionally. Please forgive me. I would like to increase the compensation, To make up for the loss of the Luo family, I just ask the adults to let the children go."

Even if he sold off the property of the Spiritual God Sect, he would not hesitate to do so.

After all, the water in the world of longevity is too deep, and there are intrigues among these families. If Nie Wen is a little careless, he may step into the abyss.

Zhou Huo looked at Luo Tianhao: "Patriarch Luo, look, what is Xiao Shuang's proposal?"

Luo Tianhao sighed softly, and said: "Brother Tianhuo, it's not that I don't want to give you face. This matter really has nothing to discuss. In fact, although my Luo family dare not say how rich it is, I don't necessarily care about that little fossil. , what we really care about is the symbolic meaning of the statue of the ancestor, that is not a problem that the fossils can solve."

After a pause, he continued: "I can tell you clearly that if I promise you today, I will be the patriarch tomorrow. Although I am the patriarch, my wishes alone cannot represent the entire Luo family. Will. The Luo family is not my own Luo family. My will cannot influence the will of the entire Luo family."

Before, he tried his best to save Nie Wen's life, which made many people dissatisfied.

But after all, there was still a part of him on his side at that time.

If he really dared to let Nie Wen go, then the people on his side would probably all abandon him.

Hearing Luo Tianhao's words, Zhou Huo realized that the matter was more troublesome than he imagined. This matter was not as simple as whether to let Nie Wen go or not, but related to the entire Luo family. Even Luo Tianhao, the patriarch, was not qualified to do this. Decide.

Nie Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, and he became anxious: "Then what should I do!"

Luo Tianhao glanced at Nie Wushuang, and said: "From the standpoint of a father, I understand your feelings very well, but I advise you, it's better not to have other thoughts, Nie Wen must stay in Luo's house for 100 million yuan. In the past year, the only thing I can do is to try my best to keep him safe, this is still for Brother Tianhuo's face, otherwise, even if he doesn't die, he will have to shed his skin."

Zhou Huo's face is not completely useless, without him, Luo Tianhao would not have made such a promise.

But how could Nie Wushuang accept such a result?

"My lord, my lord Zhang." Suddenly, Nie Wushuang thought of Zhang Yu, and he hastily turned his gaze to Zhang Yu, and said as if asking for help, "I beg you, help my son."

Zhou Huo also sighed helplessly, then stood up with a wry smile, cupped his hands to Zhang Yu, and said just now: "It seems that this matter can only be troubled by Mr. Zhang."

The actions of the two made Luo Tianhao's heart startled, and he subconsciously looked at Zhang Yu.

Isn't this young man a follower of Taoist Tianhuo?

Luo Tianhao hadn't paid attention to this unremarkable young man at all, but now, he had a faint feeling that this young man might be the one who hid the most deeply.

Zhang Yu raised his head helplessly, met the gazes of several people, and finally said to Luo Tianhao: "Patriarch Luo, by the way, can you give me some face and let Nie Wen go? If you have any requests, you can mention them and we can discuss them later." Well."