LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.

LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
16.BUYING HOME.


He looked out the window into the clear sky and made his way out to stretch his legs.


Now that Blackwind Mountain was coming, he had to find a safe place for the Tan clan.


Tan Wen Hong opened the door of his room but before he could take a step, a thud rang out and something fell at his feet.


He saw the sleepy Tan Yunchang rise again in embarrassment.


“What are you doing?” Tan Wen Hong frowned.


He poured all his focus into controlling the Blood Baby last night and then cultivating, so he didn't notice what was happening outside of his kama until he didn't detect it.


Damnit damnit! How could I be so careless? If it was an enemy, I would have died.


Seeing his angry expression, Tan Yunchang apologized as he muttered, “I'm afraid your injuries are worsening and waiting outside. Now that you're okay, I'll go. “


“Steward Tan Wen Hong, I am now absolutely sure. If the Tan clan does not have you as a servant, we will be destroyed. Your talent was in vain for letting you sweep the pages on that day. ”


Laughing, Tan Wen Hong patted Captain Pang on the shoulder and shook his head.


That guy wasn't me…


Fifteen minutes later found the two at the gate of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion, in front of the same two guards. But this time, they showed the respect they deserved.


“Please enter, honored guests.”


“What, you won't go and report first?” Tan Wen Hong sneered.


After giving a silly laugh, a guard knew Tan Wen Hong was still bothered by what happened earlier and apologized, “We who previously knew nothing and did not acknowledge your prowess. You made a deal of a million spirit stones. We do not have the right to block such distinguished guests.”


“Huh, snobs!” Tan Wen Hong sneered then brought Captain Pang in, leaving the guards still bowing and flattering him. They were obviously sad inside but still put a fake smile on their faces.


The two ran to Long Kui. This time, he did not have the respect he had shown earlier and snorted furiously as he walked away.


“Uhm, how do we offend it?” Captain Pang was confused.


Tan Wen Hong smiled.


“Young Miss Long Kui, is this how the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion treats its guests?”


“Huh, how are you guest?” Raising eyebrows, she glared at him, “You don't deserve to be a guest when you use us!”


Rubbing his chin, Tan Wen Hong smiled and muttered, “Still a girl, and very naive.”


Tan Wen Hong's voice was faint but not enough to prevent the humiliation in his voice from reaching Long Kui. He was treated as the jewel of the clan, and had never received such humiliation, especially from people his age.


“Tan Wen Hong, who do you call naive?”


“You, of course!” Tan Wen Hong smiled, though,


“Whether it is business or politics between seven houses, everything should be considered when looking for profit.


But you tend to get angry just because it is used in someone else's plan.


How can you survive this long? Compared to you, Long Jie is much more mature.


He realized that I was using him and just left.


The way I see it, admitting a loss is also a kind of strength.


At least next time I plan on using him, it won't be that easy.”


He came from the land of the clan and was placed in the care of Long Jiu.


The elders in the estate highly praised his talent but it was not enough to entrust him with heavy responsibilities.


When he arrived here, Long Jiu spoke the same thing. His talent was no less than Long Jie but Long Jiu did not believe him to be responsible.


He did not understand, but now it seemed like he understood something…


“Love, hate, closeness, and revenge will not help you, only profitable.” Tan Wen Hong looked at his confused eyes and chuckled, “Let's put aside our personal complaints and talk about business. That's where your talent is. ”


Long Kui thought for a while and nodded.


But just then a mild cough came, along with an old voice, “Master Tan Wen Hong, let's talk.”


The three of them saw Long Jiu accompanied by Long Jie walking towards them. But Long Jie couldn't cover up the glint of shock as she looked at Tan Wen Hong.


Yesterday, he saw Tan Wen Hong's heart explode, but now, he was walking as if it had never happened.


His breathing was flat and spoke calmly.


Did he recover in one night? Hows it?


“Grandfather Jiu, didn't you give this young man a chance?” Not noticing Long Jie's shock, Tan Wen Hong spoke.


Shaking his head, Long Jiu laughed,


“Ha-ha-ha, just from talking to you, I ended up being used in the end.


To think you still dare to come here.


If I had known your original color earlier, I would have thought of you as a thousand-year-old monster taking refuge in the Tan clan. ”


Goddamn bum! I almost got caught!


Tan Wen Hong forced a laugh as he chased her away, “You're too good, grandfather Jiu. How can I compare to you? ”


“Cut the crap!” Long Jiu changed the tone in an instant and said roughly, “Why are you here?”


“I'm looking for a safe house for the Tan clan to stay in. Does grandpa Jiu know a good place?”


Samb.ya, Long Jiu replied, “Why should I help you?”


“Simple, the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion owes us! Also ...” Tan Wen Hong laughs eeriely, “This will help you keep an eye on us more easily.”


Long Jiu's eyes narrowed as his heart trembled in shock.


This punk can see anyone. Ever since killing You Quan yesterday, the Covert Dragon Pavilion had been on the defensive.


With how strained our relationship with the Valley of Hell is now, battles can break out at any moment.


And the Tan clan was variable because of their relationship with the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion, no one dared to mess with him, but it also allowed the Tan clan to do whatever he wanted. One wrong move and it could spark a war between homes.


This was why Long Jiu placed surveillance over the Tan clan. However, Tan Wen Hong went and exposed him. This made Long Jiu feel worried.


What exactly was planned by this punk?


He never imagined that a century-old veteran practitioner would one day be fooled by a punk.


And he also did not understand the whole picture, died with a feeling that is not pleasant right.