At the same time.

Inside the lounge of the Trading Pavilion.

A sharp middle-aged man sat leisurely at the tea table, sipping tea.

Opposite him was a small and skinny young man, also a staff member of the Trading Pavilion, speaking to the middle-aged man.

"Sir, that’s how it is."

A moment later.

The skinny young man finally finished speaking.

"Is there actually someone in Qinghai City that Shen Feiyun fears?"

The middle-aged man looked surprised and then asked, "What do those three look like?"

The skinny young man waved his hand, and as battle intent surged, three ethereal figures condensed.

They were precisely Qin Feiyang and his two companions.

"This..."

The middle-aged man looked at the three figures and immediately fell into a stupor.

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"What happened, sir?"

The skinny young man was startled and asked.

"Impossible."

"How could they appear in Qinghai City?"

The middle-aged man murmured as if unheard, his face full of disbelief.

The skinny young man grew increasingly puzzled.

Suddenly.

The middle-aged man looked at the skinny young man and asked, "Where are they now?"

"In VIP Room 17 of the auction hall."

The skinny young man replied.

The middle-aged man pondered briefly, then waved his hand, saying, "I understand. You may leave."

"Yes."

The skinny young man responded respectfully, then bowed and left, closing the door behind him.

The middle-aged man also lowered his head, deep in thought.

Knock, knock!

Not long after.

A knock sounded on the door.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked up at the door, and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and a young man in purple strode in—Master Long.

"Nephew, what brings you here?"

The middle-aged man looked at Master Long, slightly surprised.

"Don’t mention it."

Master Long closed the door in frustration, shook his head, and sat down opposite the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed, and he smiled, saying, "Could it be that you’re still hung up on what happened earlier?"

Master Long paused, frowned, and said, "Uncle Fu knows about it too?"

The middle-aged man said, "Such a big matter is hard for me to ignore!"

Master Long said angrily, "Great, then help me see if I have a point. Isn’t my father too incompetent?"

"This..."

The middle-aged man hesitated, not knowing how to respond.

"Yes."

"I admit, their identities are indeed intimidating, but as the saying goes, ’The sky is high, and the emperor is far away.’ Why fear them so much?"

Master Long grew more agitated as he spoke.

The middle-aged man was taken aback and said, "You already know their identities?"

"I know, my father told me."

Master Long nodded, then asked, "Uncle Fu, do you know their identities?"

"Of course I do."

The middle-aged man laughed.

Master Long asked, "Can you think of a way to help me vent my anger?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, shook his head, and smiled bitterly, "Nephew, you’re making it difficult for your uncle."

"Even Uncle Fu is afraid?"

Master Long raised an eyebrow.

"I can’t afford not to be!"

"Nephew, listen to your uncle: stop thinking about revenge."

"Those three are beyond our reach!"

The middle-aged man sighed.

"Beyond reach..."

Master Long murmured, his eyes suddenly flashing with fierce light, "I will not rest until I’ve vented my anger!"

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Keep this up, and your uncle will get angry."

The middle-aged man said sternly.

Master Long was extremely frustrated and said, "You are all people of high status in Qinghai City, I really can’t understand why you fear them?"

"Nephew, you must understand, some people are born beyond our ability to offend."

The middle-aged man sighed.

"I don’t believe that nonsense!"

"Since Uncle Fu won’t help, I’ll take my leave."

Master Long snorted coldly, stood up, and walked angrily toward the door.

Watching Master Long’s back, the middle-aged man’s eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Nephew, wait."

"What is it?"

Master Long stopped, not turning his head.

"Do you really want revenge?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The middle-aged man asked.

"Yes!"

Master Long answered without hesitation.

The middle-aged man frowned, "Aren’t you afraid of their retaliation?"

"Not afraid."

Master Long said.

The middle-aged man was surprised, "So confident, could it be you already know your father’s grudge with the General Tower Master?"

"What?"

Master Long turned to the middle-aged man, puzzled, "What grudge?"

"I didn’t know either!"

"It’s a long story, and a scandal, too. It’s not appropriate for me to tell you."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

Master Long impatiently said, "Uncle Fu, can you be straightforward, not beat around the bush?"

"You brat, who are you talking like that to?"

The middle-aged man glared at him, "I can tell you, but you must not tell others."

"Alright."

Master Long nodded.

"When your father was young, he was an unparalleled genius in God City, with a bright future."

The middle-aged man said.

"What?"

"Father lived in God City?"

Master Long was shocked.

"Not just lived there, your father was originally from God City."

The middle-aged man said.

"This..."

Master Long was dumbfounded.

"Quite surprising, isn’t it?"

"Not only that, your father almost became a direct disciple of the General Tower Master when he was young."

The middle-aged man smiled.

Master Long frowned, "Then why did he come to this godforsaken place?"

"Because of deceit and suppression."

"Speaking of this, I must mention someone named Gongsun Bei, who is now a Hall Master of the Divine Envoy Hall, a person of high status."

"When they were young, he and your father had a very good relationship."

"However, Gongsun Bei is a sanctimonious villain."

"I still remember back then, your father was about to become the direct disciple of the General Tower Master, but for some unknown reason, Gongsun Bei said something to the master, and he immediately changed his mind."

"He even took the opportunity to steal your father’s woman."

The middle-aged man said quietly.

"This..."

Upon hearing this, Master Long was flabbergasted and then furiously said, "He’s too despicable!"

"Indeed."

"The worst part was that the General Tower Master not only went back on his word but also exiled your father to Qinghai City."

"He even issued a decree that your father must never return to God City."

"That’s why your father drank himself into oblivion all day."

"To be honest, if the General Tower Master hadn’t exiled your father here, with his talent, his position in God City would not have been inferior to Gongsun Bei’s."

The middle-aged man sighed.

"Outrageous!"

"These people are worse than animals!"

Master Long gritted his teeth, filled with resentment, and said darkly, "Uncle Fu, I must seek justice for my father!"

"Forget it."

"The General Tower Master controls the entire Forgotten Continent and the fate of all of us. You can’t fight him."

"I truly pity your father."

The middle-aged man said regretfully, with the intent to incite.

"I can’t fight the General Tower Master, but I can fight his son!"

"I’ve decided. I will make him taste the pain of losing a son!"

Master Long said viciously.

"You want to kill Young Master Hao?"

The middle-aged man was shocked.

"Yes!"

Master Long nodded, then kneeled down with a thud, and said, "Uncle Fu, for the sake of our years of friendship, you must help me."

"This..."

The middle-aged man hesitated.

Master Long noticed the middle-aged man’s concerns, patted his chest, and said, "Uncle Fu, don’t worry. If things go wrong, I’ll bear the consequences alone, and I won’t drag you down."