Immortal God of War-Chapter 897 - 856: Probing

Qin Feiyang shook his head and laughed.

Then, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he looked at Guo Ming and said, "If I didn’t hear wrong just now, you seemed to say that this Divine Envoy Token is trash?"

"I..."

Guo Ming stuttered, his face full of panic.

How could he have imagined that these people actually had a connection with a Divine Envoy?

Qin Feiyang laughed and said, "Do you need me to tell you what you should do next?"

"No, no."

Guo Ming quickly waved his hand, bowed, and said, "I’m sorry, it was my fault just now, please forgive me."

"Is that your attitude of apologizing? There’s not a bit of sincerity!"

Fatty said meaningfully.

Guo Ming shivered and laughed fawningly, "Whatever you want, just say it, as long as I have it, it’s yours."

Fatty chuckled and said, "What I want, you surely have, kneel down!"

"What?"

Guo Ming looked at him in disbelief.

Yes!

He indeed feared the Divine Envoy Token.

But after all, he was the son of the leader of the Sky Scorpio Tribe, how could he be made to kneel publicly?

This also was too much!

"Not going to kneel?"

"Then I’ll have to report this matter truthfully to Master Liu Xingfeng." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"You should be aware, this Divine Envoy Token is Master Liu Xingfeng’s Identity Token."

"Insulting it is equivalent to insulting Master Liu Xingfeng."

"What do you think would happen if Master Liu Xingfeng finds out?"

Fatty said playfully.

Guo Ming’s body trembled, he hurriedly knelt down and said, "I’m sorry, I was wrong, I apologize to you..."

"That’s better."

Fatty smiled smugly and looked around at the crowd.

Thud!

Anyone who made eye contact with Fatty couldn’t help but tremble, and they all knelt down in unison.

In the end.

On the first floor of the Trading Pavilion, only the Manager Fu An-shan and the High Priest of the Sky Scorpio Tribe did not kneel.

At this moment.

The place fell into a dead silence, the atmosphere was particularly heavy.

Fatty nodded in satisfaction.

But suddenly.

His gaze shifted to the High Priest and the Manager.

The High Priest frowned and said, "Do you still want us to kneel?"

"Your statuses are noble, and both of you are War Emperors, how could we dare?"

Fatty chuckled.

The High Priest and the Manager exchanged a glance, a smile flickering in their eyes.

However.

Fatty added, "But soon, you’ll come to find us on your own and kneel voluntarily, especially you, Manager of the Trading Pavilion."

Their expressions immediately turned grim.

"Let’s go!"

Qin Feiyang glanced at the two, didn’t waste words, and directly put away the Divine Envoy Token, leading Fatty and the others away.

"Bastard!"

After the four left, Guo Ming sprang up, the anger suppressed in his heart bursting forth uncontrollably.

"Haven’t you humiliated yourself enough?"

"Quickly return to the Elixir Tower, I’ll investigate these people’s identities in secret."

The High Priest secretly transmitted, his old eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"And soon."

"Once back, tell my father, we must find a way to kill them!"

Guo Ming murmured, words filled with a biting murderous intent, then turned and left with a dark expression.

"Brother Ming, wait for me."

The alluring woman hurriedly ran after them.

"Excuse me."

As he saw them leave, the High Priest also opened a teleportation gate, bowed to Fu An-shan, said a word, then turned and walked in without looking back.

"Sigh!"

"Shouldn’t have underestimated them!"

"Foolish!"

Fu An-shan sighed deeply, also headed upstairs, filled with regret.

"This time the Sky Scorpio Tribe and Trading Pavilion have landed in big trouble."

"It’s not the Trading Pavilion that’s in trouble, it’s Fu An-shan."

"They indeed were unlucky, who would have thought mere commoners would have a Divine Envoy Token?"

People murmured quietly.

And this matter spread like an epidemic through North City.

For a moment.

Qin Feiyang and his companions became the talk of the town once again.

...

"Haha..."

"Refreshing, refreshing!"

"That old scoundrel Fu An-shan, who always thought highly of himself and looked down on others, finally has suffered a major loss!"

East City, Trading Pavilion.

In a lounge, an elderly man with snow-white hair, dressed in a white robe, sat by a coffee table, laughing heartily.

Standing respectfully before the old man was a young woman.

This woman was tall, gorgeously attractive, with tender skin, roughly twenty-five or six years old, wearing a long snow-white dress, her jet-black, glossy hair cascading like a waterfall, a beauty of her generation.

At this moment.

A faint smile appeared on the woman’s face.

After a moment.

The old man’s laughter died down, he looked at the woman and said, "Yan’er, go and find out about those few youngsters, what their background is."

"Hmm?"

The woman was slightly taken aback, smiling, "Looks like Grandpa is quite interested in them!"

"Indeed."

"Regardless of their relationship with Liu Xingfeng, as long as they can make Fu An-shan suffer, they’re worth befriending."

The old man chuckled.

The woman looked helplessly at the old man, nodded, and said, "Alright, I’ll find out this instant."

Knock!!

Suddenly.

There was a knock on the door.

The old man adjusted his demeanor, looked towards the door, and said calmly, "Come in."

The door opened, and a guard dressed in black stood at the doorway, bowed and said, "Manager, Miss Yan’er, someone named Lin Fan requests to see you."

"Lin Fan?"

The old man in white was taken aback.

The woman asked, "Did he say what he wants from my grandfather?"

"No."

"He just said he wants to meet with the manager personally."

The black-clad guard shook his head.

The old man in white smiled and said, "Then bring him up!"

"Alright."

The black-clad guard responded and then turned to leave.

"Lin Fan?"

The woman pondered for a moment, suspiciously saying, "Why haven’t I heard of this name?"

"The Central Divine Nation is so vast, it’s normal not to have heard of him."

The old man in white smiled, appearing quite calm.

"Tap, tap..."

A moment later.

With a steady sound of footsteps, the black-clad guard brought a young man in white to the lounge entrance.

The young man in white was about 1.75 meters tall, with long black hair, slightly dark skin, a rather ordinary appearance, and an equally ordinary demeanor.

In short, he was just a very ordinary person.

In a crowd, no one would give him a second glance.

The black-clad guard pointed to the young man in white and said, "Sir, Miss, it’s him."

The old man in white smiled, "Come in!"

The young man in white entered the lounge, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, manager."

Then he glanced at the woman, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

The old man in white pointed to the chair across the coffee table and smiled, "Please sit."

"Thank you."

The young man in white cupped his hands, a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and strode to the coffee table, sitting opposite the old man in white.

"You may leave now."

The old man in white then looked at the black-clad guard at the door and said.

"Yes."

The guard bowed in response, closed the door, and left quickly.

Then.

The old man in white looked at the woman and said, "Yan’er, prepare tea for this young fellow."

"Alright."

The woman nodded, squatted on the ground, and began cleaning the tea set in an orderly manner, her movements extremely graceful.

Watching all this, the young man in white nodded imperceptibly, seemingly very satisfied with the hospitality here.

The old man in white did not waste words and directly asked, "I don’t know why this young fellow sought out this old man?"

The young man in white said, "I want to purchase a pill."

"What kind of pill?"

The old man in white asked curiously.

The young man in white smiled, "Healing pill."

"Hmm?"

The old man in white’s expression stiffened.

At the same time.

The woman who was making tea also paused slightly, looking at the young man in white with suspicion.

They originally thought that this person came specifically to buy some precious pill.

But unexpectedly, it was just a healing pill.

The grandfather and granddaughter exchanged glances.

The old man in white asked, "Young fellow, are you sure it’s just a healing pill?"

"Yes."

The young man in white nodded.

"Are you deliberately causing trouble?"

The woman immediately put down the teapot and stood up, looking disapprovingly at the young man in white.

"Causing trouble?"

The young man in white was taken aback and asked, "Ma’am, I genuinely came to buy a healing pill. How can you say I’m causing trouble?"

"For just a healing pill, couldn’t you directly find the staff? Why go out of your way to find my grandfather? Do you think my grandfather is very free?"

The woman said angrily.

"Yan’er, do not be rude."

The old man with white hair sternly reprimanded.

The woman said, "Grandfather, he’s doing this on purpose, you know?"

"Enough."

"Since our Trading Pavilion has opened its doors for business, it doesn’t matter if they buy little or much; they are all guests."

"Quickly go and get a healing pill for this young fellow."

The old man with white hair calmed the woman with a smile and then instructed.

"Alright!"

The woman gave the young man in white a fierce glare and reluctantly headed for the door.

At this moment, the young man in white smiled, reaching out, and said, "Miss, no need."

"Hmm?"

The woman raised an eyebrow, turned to glare at the young man in white, and said, "Are you playing with us?"

The old man with white hair also looked at the young man in white with suspicion, but he did not get angry, remaining as amiable as ever.

The young man in white gave a faint smile, stood up looking at the old man in white, and cupped his hands, saying, "Please forgive any offense I caused earlier, sir."

"Hmm?"

The old man in white was increasingly puzzled.

"To be honest, I did it deliberately earlier to test your character, sir."

The young man in white smiled and said.

"Test me?"

The old man in white was taken aback, then his face twitched, and he asked, "Why?"

"Because a friend told me that you are more amiable and reasonable than Fu An-shan."

"You wouldn’t be arrogant or look down on others like Fu An-shan."

"But I didn’t believe it, so I wanted to test it out."

"Unexpectedly, the result was just as my friend said."

The young man in white smiled.

"So that’s how it is!"

The old man in white suddenly understood, then looked up and down at the young man in white, and suddenly burst into laughter.

The woman was stunned and asked in confusion, "Grandfather, why are you laughing?"

"Yan’er, we have an esteemed guest at our door. Quickly, fill this young fellow’s tea."

The old man in white laughed heartily.

"No."

The woman turned her head with some arrogance and still didn’t look pleased.

The old man in white felt a bit embarrassed and looked at the young man apologetically, saying, "Young fellow, my granddaughter has been spoiled by me. Please don’t mind."

The young man in white smiled helplessly and said, "It’s my fault to begin with, not hers."

"The young fellow surely is generous. Since that’s the case, please reveal your true self!"

The old man in white said.