C92 (1/2)
”Young Master Hua, just now, I was truly out of breath, these people from the National Arts Association are scum, they can't be stopped even if their own people are crippled, too weak. If it wasn't for Young Master Hua, let alone their National Arts Association, they would have lost all their face, even our Chinese people!” Wen Tai's praise was not fodder, but from the bottom of his heart.
”It was nothing,” Hua Qianlou smiled and shook his head. ”Teng Tiangang's strength is astonishing, so it's no wonder that the people from the National Arts Association came here. This is the Silver Lake, our Hongmen's territory. As disciples of the Hong Gate, how could we bear such a vexation from the Little Sea Country? I hope that the gang didn't cause too much trouble this time.”
Wen Tai saw Hua Qian Xun calling Jin Hongwu by his name, and he secretly broke out in cold sweat. At the same time, he admired Hua Qian Xun even more, in the entire Bay Province, there were only a few people who dared to call Young Master Jin by his name, but this young man in front of him called out like that, which was more than enough to prove that this young man was not related to Jin Hongwu.
”Hua Shao, don't worry. You didn't kill anyone, you only crippled that brat and terrorized the person that led the group. Offending Little Sea Country is a given, but they can't use that as an excuse to make things difficult for our Hong Gate!” Wen Tai quickly explained, telling Hua Qianlou to be at ease. Today's matter was not big, and the Hong clan could still bear with it!
After all, he had decided to stay in Hongmen and work hard to achieve a good result. In the future, if he was unable to stay in Hongmen Square because of today's incident, he would have to find a way to live in the province of Wan Xiang once again!
”That's good. Since I didn't cause any trouble for the sect, I am relieved!” Hua QianXun laughed as he spoke. He looked at Wen Tai and said, ”Let's fight today. Do you have any other activities?”
Wen Tai hurriedly said, ”There are a lot of activities, but there's only one match, so there's not a lot of flowers. Hot springs, saunas, bowling and other sports are all there. Do you want to play?”
Hearing that, Hua QianXun shook his head and said: ”It's not worth it. Since the fight is over, there's nothing much to greet. Take the brothers and keep an eye on them. I'm going back to my office to rest. Call me if you need anything!”
Wen Tai quickly nodded and said, ”Alright, Hua Shaoyang, the Silver Lake is Hongmen's signature here, no one dares to mess around. Rest assured, I'll be in charge of the security here!” At this point, Wen Tai hesitated for a moment. He carefully looked at Hua Qianlou and added: ”Young Master Hua, it's still early. The office is too lonely. How about we call a pretty girl to talk to you?”
No matter what, he is still seventeen or eighteen years old and is still full of energy. After Wen Tai's kind reminder, he felt that something is going to move, and after struggling internally for a while, he took a deep breath and smiled at Wen Tai, then waved his hand: ”Forget it, I'll leave the pretty girl to the brothers, my thoughts are so pure, even if I want to find a warm bed, I'll have to find myself, Hehe, that's how interesting!”
A look of understanding appeared in Wen Tai's eyes. With a dubious expression, he gave Hua Qianlou a thumbs up and flattered: ”High, Young Master Hua is indeed wise. You can tell from one look that you have been through a lot of battles. I'm impressed!”
Hua QianXun laughed heartily, accepting Wen Tai's flattery as he walked towards the office in a minor tune.
He could see that Hua Qianlou was not on the same level as them. In the future, Hua Qianlou would be the true leader of Silver Lake and anyone who dared to go against him would be courting death.
Hua Qianlou returned to the office. Although the office was well-equipped and had everything, he still felt bored sitting here by himself at such a young age, and the image of Yuan Mengxi and Tong Mengyao's beautiful faces kept popping up in his mind. Of course, because Wen Tai had mentioned that maybe Yuan Mengxi was going to find a beautiful girl to chat with, the longing for Yuan Mengxi seemed to be even more intense than the longing for Tong Mengyao.
There were several times when Hua Qianlou couldn't help but want to give Yuan Mengxi a call, but after thinking about it for a bit, he still felt that it was unnecessary. Since they couldn't meet, then what was the point in making such a phone call?