C15 Mysterious Guest (1/2)
Dealing with San Ye was not an easy task.
Relying solely on City Guard Army and Feng Feiyun alone, there was no way for him to succeed. Thus, in the morning the next day, Feng Feiyun left the City Lord's Mansion in search of a strong ally.
A tall and ancient Silver Hook Workshop slowly appeared before his eyes.
The atmosphere in the Silver Hook Workshop today was somewhat solemn and solemn. Standing on both sides of the stone door were two squads of soldiers wearing black iron armor, eight on the left and eight on the right. All of them were wielding cold iron spears, their skin as black as steel and their eyes overflowing with killing intent, like two squads of ferocious beasts.
Feng Feiyun stood outside the door as his eyes slightly trembled. He could clearly feel the strength of these sixteen armored soldiers, and it was as if sixteen copper walls and iron walls were erected in front of him.
None of the sixteen gods of death dared to take a step closer to the Silver Hook Workshop as they blocked the door.
”As expected of the Silver Hook Workshop. If these sixteen armored guards were to join hands, their battle strength would be comparable to an entire army. They're just too powerful.”
Feng Feiyun felt that he came to the right place!
None of the sixteen armored guards were weak. Their bodies were emitting Qi that turned the mosquitoes flying in the air into dust.
This was Feng Feiyun's first time seeing the Armoured God Army in the Lingzhou City, so it was clear that these sixteen Armoured God Army had only entered the Lingzhou City today.
With the deterrence of these sixteen Ironarmor Army, even if there were brave people present, they would only dare to watch from afar. Today's Silver Hook Workshop was evidently a bit cold, and a strange feeling was hidden within the coldness.
In the morning, Feng Feiyun walked slowly out of the white mist that was still floating on the streets.
”Haha!” Young Master Feng, Silver Hook Workshop is not welcoming guests today, please change the day. ” The head of the Silver Hook Workshop, Zheng Dongliu, saw Feng Feiyun from afar.
Feng Feiyun cupped his hands and said with a smile: ”I have a huge business deal today, could it be that Manager Zheng is not going to do any business either?”
Zheng Dongliu sighed: ”I naturally want to do business, but today I also have an important guest, with this guest here, I am unable to do business at all.”
Feng Feiyun looked at the sixteen armored guards, and nodded slightly. It seemed that there were some formidable guests in the Silver Hook Workshop today.
These sixteen armored guards were just bodyguards of that esteemed guest.
Just who was it that was worthy of such a solemn reception from Zheng Dongliu?
”Then I'll pay you a visit tomorrow.” Feng Feiyun was disappointed, but he did not insist.
”Young Master Feng, wait a moment.”
Zheng Dongliu stood on the other side of the Silver Hook Workshop gate, bowing slightly, as if he was listening to someone speak respectfully.
Zheng Dongliu was the head of the Silver Hook Workshop, so his position in the Lingzhou City was no small matter. Even the third master and Feng Wanpeng, these kind of hegemons, would only be on the same level as him. After all, behind Zheng Dongliu was the Silver Hook Family, so no one dared to offend this enormous monster.
To have Zheng Dongliu act so respectfully, the identity of this esteemed guest must not be simple.
Zheng Dongliu was still bowing, nodding as he answered yes. After a long while, he straightened his back once again, turned his head, looked at Feng Feiyun, and smiled: ”Young Master Feng, it's all because of this Zheng's words just now. Businessmen should always put business as the top priority.”
It seemed that the esteemed guest had said something to him, causing him to change his mind.
However, the other party was skilled, so even with Feng Feiyun's current level of cultivation, he was unable to clearly hear what the esteemed guest had just said to him.
Feng Feiyun's large sleeves fluttered, and he laughed: ”This business of mine is definitely extremely profitable, earning all the profits. The key is to see if Manager Zheng dares to do it.”
”There is no business in this world that the Silver Hook Workshop does not dare to do.” Zheng Dongliu patted his chest with confidence, and said: ”Young Master Feng, let's go into the inner hall to talk!”
Feng Feiyun calmly walked between the sixteen armored guards, as if he couldn't feel the killing intent of the sixteen death gods at all. He calmly walked into the Silver Hook Workshop, and under Zheng Dongliu's lead, he arrived at the inner hall.
This was not the first time he had entered the inner hall of Silver Hook Workshop. It was especially quiet here, with not even a servant present.
Feng Feiyun was such an important guest.
Feng Feiyun sat on the sandalwood chair on the left. With the emerald cup in hand, he swept his eyes across his surroundings whether intentionally or unintentionally.
There was still an ancient painting hanging on the wall, and below it was a back door. At this moment, the curtain had been put down and there seemed to be a person sitting inside, but it was hard to tell what he looked like.
This was a true esteemed guest, even Zheng Dongliu had to treat him (her) with respect!
Feng Feiyun's heart skipped a beat, he was not simple, although he was seated behind the curtain, there was no life in him, he was just like a stone statue.