Lord of the Desert

Chapter 140
Gong Heng was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Cui Jiayan, the head of the Cui family, added.

"Mr. Heng, in fact, not only your family, but also the Yuquan Quan family and the Lu family, we have returned all the things with the emblems of your three families."

"But there is no name on the remaining property."

"With all due respect, the more than 3 taels of property lost by your family may have been sold by Feihua in the sea long ago."

These words made Zheng Zhun and Gongsun Shi nod their heads repeatedly.

But since Gong Heng came, he was unwilling to let it go.

"The word of mouth is useless."

He shook his head.

"It's better for my palace family to send the accountant over to check and count the Hongduo Mountain's war profits. When we have real evidence, it's not too late."

This time, Ge Tianlang, the head of the whirlpool gate, couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mr. Heng, Hongduo Mountain was fought last year, and the profits were divided last year."

"If you want to check the accounts, it's not difficult. Our families still keep them, and the entries are clear."

"But if you want to see the benefits of the war, can each family take back the things that have been distributed?"

Gong Heng frowned slightly, still unwilling to let go.

"Since the silver is distributed, naturally there is no need to take it back, but other goods are always fine..."

His words were interrupted.

"Patriarch Gong, you have done your calculations meticulously for your own family."

Li Heming sneered, apparently exhausted his patience.

"Then you've come to Jinhai, have you done any calculations for other families?"

He lowered his eyes so that no one could see his eyes.

"My second son, Li Xutuo, died at Haifei's hands."

"He was cut open by Fang Tianzong with a knife, and died howling."

"When his elder brother brought the corpse back, all the blood had drained from his body, and his internal organs were dislocated."

"It was I who put his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys in their proper places one by one..."

Li Heming stopped talking and took a deep breath.

Then he raised his head, his eyes shot at Gong Heng like a sharp sword.

"This blood debt, Patriarch Gong, can you help me figure out how much it is worth?"

"It's not just Xu Tuo. In the battle of Hongduo Mountain, which one of our Jinhai families did not sacrifice. How do we count the lives that have been sacrificed for you suffering masters?!"

"Gong Heng."

Li Heming laughed loudly.

"If you return their lives, my Li family will refund you a small amount according to the account you gave."

As he spoke, he picked up his teacup and respected the person sitting opposite him.

The room was silent.

Zheng Zhun wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't say anything about "sorrow" on his lips.

Gong Heng sat and watched Li Heming's hand hanging in the air, and did not raise his glass in response.

He is over fifty years old and is used to the hustle and bustle of the world.

Who doesn't have joys and sorrows?

Who hasn't tasted ups and downs?
As the Patriarch of the Palace family, Gong Heng only had eight words in his mind at this time, and it became harder and harder.

[If you can't do something, you must do it by force. 】

Li Heming drank tea alone.

There was a clicking sound.

But the empty cup was pushed back into the teacup and split in two straight, as if split by an invisible sword.

"Now, Patriarch Gong doesn't plan to continue reasoning?"

Li Heming shook his sleeves and asked with a smile.

"Hegong, it's not that I don't want to be reasonable."

Gong Heng also replied with a smile.

"It's just that the world is difficult, and everyone has their own reasons, so why?"

"What a 'everyone has their own reasons'."

Li Heming nodded and smiled.

"Since that's the case, it's better to stop pretending and wasting useless words, and see the truth under your hands."

"You and I have done a match; if I win, don't bring up this matter again. If you win, my Li family will pay back the money as the old man of the Gong family asked."

"how?"

Li Heming raised his head and asked.

Its person stands like a crane, and its voice is like the sound of a sword.

"That's it."

Gong Heng nodded in recognition.

At this time, Li Heming looked at Hong Jian.

So do all of us.

From the meeting to the negotiation, from the negotiation to the collapse of the negotiation, no one thought that it would be so fast and so logical.

But things have come to this, Hong Jian had to call.

Three martial arts seeds from the Gong family came to compete and were defeated by Hong Sheng and Hong Fan in one fell swoop.

Now that the Patriarch of the Gong family came, Hong Jianruo didn't even dare to fight, not only hurt his own face, but also made everything before go to waste.

"Never mind."

Hong Jian stared deeply at Li Heming, and only sighed when he averted his gaze as if nothing had happened.

"I choose the location, Heng chooses the time, and you and I just pass it by."

"Okay, thank you Patriarch Hong for fulfilling it."

Gong Heng replied, feeling relieved.

Facing Jin Hai's two geniuses, not only is he several small realms ahead in terms of cultivation, but also the grade of "Xuan Yin Zhen Gong" is obviously higher than that of "Yan Liu Gong" and "Ru Yi Jin".

One-on-one, he thought he would never lose.

"What about the others?"

Gong Heng looked at Chi Zhuiyuan, Cui Jiayan and Ge Tianlang again.

The three of them are just the sympathy between heaven and man, one-on-one may not be able to catch the former's move, so naturally they can only rely on the results of the two of Hong and Li.

Everything is settled, and everyone has no intention of continuing the banquet.

The eight people called the steward to settle the bill, and then they left the table and left the Penglai Hall.

Gong Heng walked in the front alone.

Before he could reach the stairs, a small hall diagonally opposite the Penglai Hall suddenly opened the door, and there was a burst of booze-smelling noise.

Eight or nine people squeezed each other out from the room.

Gong Heng casually glanced at the two people walking in front.

The short and sturdy man on the left is about forty to fifty years old, wearing a black gown, with a pair of leopard-like brass bell eyes.

The young man on the right is obviously not yet crowned, with a calm expression and an unforgettably handsome appearance.

Gong Heng wanted to step down, but suddenly heard a name from those people's words - Hong Fan.

He frowned slightly, stopped and turned around to ask questions.

"You are Hong Fan?"

When the stranger asked, the three-point drunkenness floating on Hong Fan's face immediately disappeared.

"it's me."

He looked at Gong Heng.

The other person's clothing, demeanor, and eye skin that are different from ordinary people all show that this person is extraordinary.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Hong Fan cupped his hands and asked.

"I am Tongguang Gongheng."

Gong Heng replied.

"The Miyaurawa you defeated before is my youngest son."

He said with a smile, his attitude was much more friendly than in Penglai Hall.

At this time, a few more people came out from the entrance of Penglai Hall.

It was Hong Jian and Li Heming.

"Why are you here?"

Hong Jian nodded to Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong first, and then asked Hong Fan.

"Yesterday, I heard that Master Jiang received a promotion order from the State Department to Xijing."

The latter turned around and saluted, and replied.

"That's why I'm invited to celebrate."

Hong Li and the others were taken aback when they heard the words, and were about to congratulate Qi Zuo and the others, but were interrupted by Gong Heng first.

The latter saw the azure jade pendant that was exposed at Hong Fan's waist when he saluted.

"Nephew Hong Fanxian, where did you get this piece of chalcedony?"

Gong Heng asked, with an urgent and serious expression.

His behavior was of course disrespectful.

"It was given by the elders."

Hong Fan felt a little uncomfortable, but considering that the other party was an innate peak powerhouse, he replied truthfully.

"May I ask which elder it is?"

Gong Heng asked immediately.

Hong Fan looked directly at the other party, and asked instead: "Does Gong Shibo recognize this piece of jade?"

"I do recognize it."

Gong Heng nodded, but his attitude was even more amiable.

"Because this piece of jade was produced by my palace family."

(End of this chapter)