Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Now that they have sat down to talk, Bei Jun is thinking about solving the problem of Sifang City first. With Long Feng's identity, status, and martial arts, he will definitely keep his word as long as he says something, and he will not say one thing in front of others and another behind their backs.

Hearing this, Long Feng's cheerful smile faded. After thinking for a moment, he said,
"I did have a hand in the Sifang City incident, and I thought I could help if I had the chance, so I did. After all, your race and my dragon race have a close relationship, and I don't have any ulterior motives. Beijun, you misunderstood me."

But he still didn't intend to stop there. No one knew his real purpose, but by whitewashing it like this, he could fool many people, but he definitely couldn't fool Beijun and the other two.

Bei Jun's expression became even colder, and he didn't care about anything else, and said,

“Our Sifang City has been in the polar ice field for a hundred years. Although every step is thrilling and dangerous, we still managed to make it through and remain standing. We have our own means of protecting ourselves and do not need the protection of the dragon clan.

Long Feng, let's be frank, what do you want me to do in exchange for giving up Sifang City?"

Long Feng laughed, playing with a small dagger, and then said,

"Is there anything in Sifang City that is worthy of my covetousness? I have only planted a few spies. Other people and other big families, haven't they done the same? Bei Jun, your prejudice against me seems to be a little deeper."

Meng Zhao spoke at this time.

"I am taking advantage of you and calling you Brother Long. I wonder what your plans are for Sifang City?

To be honest with you, I now have cooperation and contact with Sifang City, and the relationship is pretty good. I'm just afraid that the good situation will be ruined by an accident. So, if you, Brother Long, have any ideas about Sifang City, you might as well speak frankly.

If it is negotiable, we will try our best to come up with a solution that both parties can agree on.

If there is no room for negotiation, then it is easy to deal with. Everyone will rely on their own abilities. If Sifang City cannot resist in the end, then it is the fate of the Sifang layer. "

His words were rather vague, that is, he did not express his attitude clearly. When the real fighting came, what choice would Meng Zhao make, stand idly by or join in the occupation and help Sifang City? He did not have a definite attitude.

This also leaves room for maneuver.

Facing Bei Jun, Long Feng could still argue a few words, sitting on the Diaoyutai, not moved by the other party's words at all. Even if a war broke out, he was not afraid at all.

However, facing Meng Zhao, Long Feng did hesitate. If he missed such bloodline, such temptation, and such a person, he might not have a second chance in this life.

Thinking of this, he said,

“Well, since you’ve said that, I’ll give King Meng Long some face.

I have a junior who needs help with his practice, especially a virgin, preferably a martial arts practitioner.

However, the fates of these women were not good. I would not negotiate with Sifang City in the name of seeking marriage. Even if I negotiated, Sifang City would not agree. So, I thought about whether I could hold one or two key positions in the city to help my younger generation.

That was the thought at the time.

Later, my descendant accomplished his mission and mastered the secret technique of magical power, so he no longer needed to harm human women.

However, I have also seen some of Sifang City's background and strength, and I have some thoughts of taking it for myself, which is not too much, right? "

After hearing these words, Meng Zhao and Zhao Ruling were speechless. What kind of bandit mentality could come up with such an idea?
Oh, it is precisely because your Sifang City is powerful enough and has a strong foundation that it can be noticed, so people want to take it for themselves. Otherwise, others will not look down on it. It's ridiculous.

Bei Jun was relieved. According to the information he got from Sifang City, Long Feng's confession was still somewhat credible. However, it was still unknown what the other party would do next. "Originally, you humans survived in my polar ice field to make a living. We give you food, and you can eat. If we don't give you food, you will starve to death and you deserve it. This is not the interior of the country, and it is not your turn to be arrogant.

I also believe that even if you, Sifang City, want to fight to the death, it is absolutely impossible. How can the dragon race be compared with a mere city and a hundred years?"

Although what he said was quite harsh, almost like slapping Beijun in the face, the fact was the fact, and no matter how unwilling he was, he could not deny it.

“However, King Meng Long is indeed a key figure. His physique and bloodline are both rare among the kings of our clan.

So, I'm willing to sell some noodles.

How about this, you give me some of your resources from Sifang City, and I promise that I will never plot against Sifang City again, and the rest of the Dragon Clan will not do anything similar either. I swear in the name of Tianlong!"

This was a very nice statement, at least for Meng Zhao, it was very respectful.

Meng Zhao just showed off his face, and people bought into it. No one could find fault with him. This was his appearance, the powerful foundation of his physique and bloodline, and his malicious intent was clearly revealed.

Bei Jun, on the other hand, was delighted but also a little sad. It would be great if he could spend some wealth and resources to send Long Feng away.

What I’m afraid of is meeting some greedy people who want everything and never give them any chance to breathe. That would be terrible.

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Now, that’s pretty good.

Beijun didn't even bargain with Longfeng, and they didn't negotiate in detail what price it would cost to get rid of the other party.

I think he was prepared for a heavy loss.

Similarly, in Long Feng's eyes, it was still worthwhile for Sifang City to pay for his life. At least it made up for some of his daily expenses, so it was not a loss.

Even if he got nothing, just establishing a connection with Meng Zhao would be a huge progress and benefit for Long Feng.

Bei Jun remained silent, obviously agreeing with Long Feng's statement.

Meng Zhao responded to Long Feng's gesture of respect and said,
"Brother Long, you are too polite. Do I, Meng Zhao, really have such a great reputation?"

"Hahaha, King Meng Long, you really know nothing about my dragon race. The power of your bloodline is unique among the dragon race today. The strength of your pure blood is comparable to that of the descendants of the ancestor dragon.

However, you are practicing among the human race after all, and your understanding of some of the secret techniques and magical powers of our dragon race is limited, making it difficult for you to fully unleash the power of the dragon body.

I wonder if you have time to go back with me to the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan to see the profound magical powers and techniques of our clan?"

This is not something Long Feng said casually.

Special physique has its own special characteristics. In fact, it is difficult to bring out the power of physique and bloodline through ordinary martial arts.

For example, Meng Zhao cultivated a dragon body, but majored in the way of the sword or the way of the knife. Isn't it irrelevant? Even if he has amazing talent, he can hardly make full use of it? (End of this chapter)