The Strongest Qi Refiner

Both views have supporters in equal numbers.

Gu Rong folded his hands and supported his chin, his face was gloomy and he did not speak.

At this time, Wu Yongming raised his hand, signaling the audience to be quiet.

"Let's listen to the president's opinion." Wu Yongming said.

Gu Rong took a deep breath, sat up straight, and said, "I've heard everyone's thoughts, and both sides are right."

"Now I'll give my own thoughts."

"I only focus on one point, and that is the agreement, which I did not sign voluntarily! I can't swallow this breath!"

As soon as Gu Rong said these words, everyone present knew that he tended to trouble Fang Yu to recover the loss.

In the seat in the left column, sat a beautiful woman.

This woman is Yu Ruobing from the Yu Group.

Yu Ruobing didn't speak, but at this moment, when she heard Gu Rong's words, Dai frowned.

She also learned just now that the person who forced Gu Rong to sign the agreement was Fang Yu who had saved her and Chen Xiangwen's lives before.

"I know that many people here are jealous of Fang Yu's strength, and feel that it is best to keep things at peace and there will be no danger." At this time, Gu Rong continued, "I also agree with the views of these people, indeed, at any time, personal safety is are the most important."

"But if I tell you, now I have found a master stronger than Fang Yu to seek justice for our Huaibei Chamber of Commerce... What do you think?"

Hearing this sentence, the expressions of everyone present changed.

"President Gu, is this true? Fang Yu has defeated the genius Martial Saint of the Chen family..." Someone questioned.

Gu Rong didn't speak, stood up, walked to the door of the conference room, and opened the door.

Outside the door, an old man in a gray robe stood impressively!

The old man had gray hair, braids tied at the back of his head, and the clothes he was wearing didn't look like a modern person at all.

However, when he walked into the conference room, everyone could feel that the surrounding air became dignified, and an inexplicable pressure appeared.

"This is Yi Duoliu, Master Yi. His apprentice, Mr. Longquan, was severely injured by Fang Yu, and he is still not awake... Master Yi Duoliu came here to avenge Mr. Longquan! Let that Fang Yu Kneel in front of Mr. Longquan's hospital bed and beg for mercy and repentance!" Gu Rong said loudly.

There was a round of applause in the conference room.

They are just mortals, unable to see the strength of Yi Dianliu.

But judging from the temperament on his body, this Master Yi's immortal style is not simple at first glance.

Moreover, he is also Mr. Longquan's master!

This level of identity can already show his strength!

After seeing Yi Duanliu, many people who originally thought they should not mess with Fang Yu again changed their minds.

With an expert in charge, they naturally don't have to be afraid of Fang Yu!

"Master Yi, do you have anything to say?" Gu Rong asked respectfully.

Yi Duanliu glanced at the audience, and everyone who was swept by his gaze felt their hearts tremble and their hands and feet were cold.

"When can I see Fang Yu?" Yi Duanliu withdrew his gaze, looked at Gu Rong, and asked.

His voice is not loud, but it contains an inexplicable majesty, which is terrifying.

"Tang Mingde is still in the southern capital. I will invite him to a banquet and ask him to bring Fang Yu... If there is no accident, you will be able to see Fang Yu at night." Gu Rong replied.

"Well, as soon as possible, I don't have much time." After Yi Duanliu finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the conference room.

After he left, the pressure in the conference room dissipated, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now, everyone should have no objection, right?" Gu Rong asked with his hands on the table.

"No!" The vast majority of the Chamber of Commerce members responded in unison.

"Tonight, you can all come to the banquet and watch Master Yi Duoliu correct the name of our Huaibei Chamber of Commerce... Of course, the scene may be bloody, and those who can't bear it can not come." Gu Rong showed a ruthless expression. Smiling, he said.

Yu Ruobing sat on the chair, her face was not very good-looking.

...

After losing eight games in a row, Lin Batian slapped the chessboard to the ground.

He was so angry that every time he was a little short, he could win with just one or two steps away, but at this moment something went wrong and Fang Yu was turned against him.

Fang Yu sat on the sofa and drank a cup of freshly brewed tea.

"Aren't we too leisurely now? There are no clues in Ziyan Palace, your little maid is gone, and something happened to this building..." Lin Batian walked to Fang Yu and said.

"When I was playing chess with you just now, I was actually thinking about these things, but you didn't notice it," Fang Yu said.

"...What do you mean, you can easily beat me with two things?" Lin Batian asked through gritted teeth.

"No, you don't need a brain to win." Fang Yu said lightly.

Lin Ba's chest was about to burst from the weather, but he was helpless.

He didn't even win a game against Fang Yu, and he really didn't have the confidence to say anything harsh.

"Then what did you think of? My will has been consumed a lot, and it can only last for less than half a month at most." Lin Batian said with stern eyes, "The remnants of Ziyan Palace, I must take care of them. It takes a few blades to relieve the anger!"

Fang Yu looked at Lin Batian, shook his head, and said, "I haven't thought of a way yet."

Not long after the two were talking, Fang Yu's cell phone rang.

The call was from Ji Rumei.

"Mr. Fang, are you in the Southern Capital now?" Ji Rumei's soft and pleasant voice came.

"Well, I'm at home, what's the matter?" Fang Yu asked.

"The Huaibei Chamber of Commerce said that they would invite us to have a meal to express their apology for the unpleasantness of the last negotiation... Gu Rong also specifically mentioned that he would invite Mr. Fang to come with you..." Ji Rumei said.

"Huaibei Chamber of Commerce?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Fang, do you think you want to go? I discussed it with Mr. Tang. Since the agreement has been signed, it would be good to save them a little face..." Ji Rumei said.

In the last negotiation meeting, Fang Yu showed a strong performance, and even after Zhao Jidao, the president of Huaibei Martial Arts Association, was present, Fang Yu was respectful.

In this case, Tang Mingde and Ji Rumei thought that Gu Rong's invitation this time did not dare to think otherwise.

But Fang Yu didn't think so.

He felt that Gu Rong must have something to rely on to invite him so boldly, and even named him to go with him.

"I can go, how much?" Fang Yu asked.

"At seven o'clock tonight, at the Nandu Hotel. The time may be a little urgent. I hope that your business, Mr. Fang, was not delayed." Ji Rumei said apologetically.

"It's alright, just come and pick me up when the time comes." Fang Yu hung up the phone.

It was now five twenty-seven in the afternoon.

"I have to attend a banquet tonight, do you want to go?" Fang Yu asked.

"Don't ask this kind of question. I came out of Qiankun Mountain to stroll around." Lin Batian said.

"Okay, but remember, later on, you might meet a woman. You'll be surprised, but I hope you don't overreact. Because she's not who you think you are. Any relationship." Fang Yu said.

Fang Yu's words made Lin Batian stunned and asked, "Who is he?"

"I'll know when I see you," Fang Yu said.

At 6:30 in the evening, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Fang Yu and Lin Batian did not take the elevator, but jumped down from the 19th-floor high-rise building to the gate of the community.

An extended version of the luxury car parked in front of the community.

The door of the car was opened, Ji Rumei, who was wearing an evening dress and her beautiful face with a little pink on her face, got out of the car, smiled charmingly at Fang Yu, bent down slightly, and said softly, "Mr. Fang, good evening."

Fang Yu didn't react, but Lin Batian, who was beside him, stayed on the spot.

He stared straight at Ji Rumei's face without blinking.

Ji Rumei also noticed the strange man beside Fang Yu.

Aware of his fixed gaze, Ji Rumei smiled and asked, "Is this Mr. Fang's friend? I haven't seen it before."

"His name is Lin Batian, and he's an old friend of mine." Fang Yu patted Lin Batian on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

"She, she's really not Leng Xunshuang!?" Lin Batian turned his head, stared at Fang Yu with wide eyes, and asked with true energy.