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  Chapter 122: The Master of the Zhao Family's Appointment Fei Jian wanted to escape, but was locked down by Xiao Qiufeng's will, his footsteps as if frozen in place, unable to take a single step.

  If he didn't know Xiao Qiufeng, he wouldn't be so afraid at this moment. The problem is that he knows Xiao Qiufeng and also knows his enormous power, and before the battle, he has already lost confidence.

  The silver thief raised his thumb and cursed, "Damn it, the last time's debt hasn't been paid off yet, now another one is owed. Anyway, this life of mine is considered handed over."

  Xiao Qiufeng didn't bother to respond, letting the guy suffer a bit so he'd know what it means to be at his mercy. He stared down the flying sword, not giving him any chance to catch his breath, and asked coldly: "Where's the knife?"

  Fei Jian's eyes changed, and the dark gray divine light in his pupils burst out with dazzling brilliance. The fearful expression on his face instantly dissipated, as if he had transcended worldly concerns. He said, "You can kill me, but don't think you'll get any information from my mouth."

  Xiao Qiufeng didn't ask again, as a top-notch Dragon Group member, he left this person with the last bit of dignity. At this moment, where the knife was didn't matter; between them, they would meet again sooner or later.

  "I can use the fastest sword, as long as I can rush past, I won't kill." With both hands behind his back, Xiao Qiufeng's every word was already filled with murderous intent, cold and icy to the point of being frightening.

  The flying sword did not miss a single opportunity, this man's strength he had witnessed with his own eyes, only at this moment, he already had no way to retreat, the aura of his body merged with the sword's edge, cold and piercing light, this was the ultimate swordsmanship, combining sword and knife into one, it was the same cultivation method.

  "Unity of Heart and Sword —" This was the highest secret technique of swordsmanship passed down by the Knife Gate, although he had not yet fully grasped its ultimate realm, but he believed that this extremely soft power could conquer everything.

  Sword shadows filled the entire bathroom, the flying sword disappeared, and at this moment, Xiao Qiufeng also disappeared, they just like disappearing in the sword shadow halo.

  In the air, a cold and disdainful voice of Xiao Qiufeng was heard: "Far inferior to a knife!"

  "With a 'ding' sound, the sword was too hard and brittle to break, and at this moment it had already broken into two pieces. The heart of the sword, which was as one with the sword's spirit, was actually split open by a sharp and powerful force. This power was not only strong, but also seemed somewhat terrifying."

  Fei Jian's body stood steadily, his face without a hint of expression. Suddenly, his mouth moved, and a mouthful of fresh blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth. The divine light in his eyes had disappeared, and it had faintly turned into darkness.

  "It's no wonder he's a super strong master, only Knife Brother can fight him once, Xiao Qiufeng, won——" Before the words were finished, a burst of fresh blood spurted out, Flying Sword had held on to his last breath, his entire body slowly falling backwards, and fell to the ground dead.

  Xiao Qiufeng slowly turned around, his face covered in sweat, and the sleeve of his suit had been torn in half. Although he was overpowered, which led to Fei Jian's demise, the recoil force had indeed shown that Fei Jian's swordsmanship had already begun to enter the extreme path. Unfortunately, he encountered Xiao Qiufeng, this fatal nemesis.

  "Are you dead or not, get up if you're not!" Without even a glance at the Silver Thief on the ground, one foot had already kicked out. The poor Silver Thief's hands were bound, and its body flew up, smashing into the wall once again. The wound on its arm spurted out large amounts of blood, dyeing its entire body, a pitiful sight to behold.

  The Silver Bandit let out a painful cry: "This stinky little brat, I'm injured, and he's still being rough, we're going to fight to the death."

  However, when the Silver Thief climbed up, he found that his hands could move again. The suppressed energy surged like a flood to the four limbs and eight veins, and in an instant, the strength returned to its origin, and he was revitalized.

  "If you still remain so defenseless, no one will come to save you next time."

  "Hey, don't go! What about this son of a bitch's corpse?"

  Xiao Qiufeng's straightforward departure, saving his life, and still bothering him with these trivial matters, he's not a nanny, if he really wants to worry about everything for him, Yin Ze is not a child anymore.

  The Silver Thief saw that Xiao Qiufeng didn't care at all, so he could only turn his head back with a sullen expression and say unwillingly: "It seems like today I'll have to waste my precious Corpse Withering Bone Water again."

  Until the corpse of Fei Jian turned into a wisp of black smoke and completely disappeared, Yin Ze slowly left. It seemed that he had to discuss this matter with Ye Ying carefully. In the Dragon Group, Ye Ying was the one he trusted most, and he knew that Ye Ying was the smartest person who could help him.

  When everyone left, the white returned here, but this time he was no longer a woman, but a slightly thin Western middle-aged man. Even if Xiao Qiufeng were here now, he couldn't be sure whether this was the true face of White.

  He crouched down, and those slender, delicate fingers that didn't match his face slowly swept over the sword marks left by the flying sword. His expression changed suddenly, and he muttered in shock: "What a powerful force!"

  Xiao Qiufeng hadn't even returned home when he received a call from Zhao Ruoming.

  "Boss, is there time? My old man wants to meet you." That night's shocking battle made Zhao Ruoming even more respectful of him, as if he were a god.

  Xiao Qiufeng was taken aback, Zhao Guangping wanted to see him?

  If it weren't for Zhao Ruochen's relationship, he might have refused outright, but at this moment, Xiao Qiufeng also wanted to meet this big shot who was only known by name but had never met before.

  "When?" Xiao Qiufeng replied.

  "Now, where is it? I'll go pick it up."

  An hour later, Xiao Qiufeng had already met Zhao Guangping, but not at the Zhao residence, rather in a very secluded and humble cave dwelling. Apart from Zhao Guangping and Zhao Ruoming, there were also several extremely skilled and agile bodyguards surrounding them, who should all be people from the Zhao family.

  Zhao Guangping looked like an ordinary person, but Xiao Qiufeng didn't dare to underestimate him. Someone who could mix with the big shots of the Southeastern Army must have some inner charm, no matter how plain they looked, and couldn't be taken lightly.

  "My name is Zhao Guangping, and Ruo Ming is my son." Seeing Xiao Qiufeng, he seemed to have already known him, with a light tone and simple introduction of himself.

  "I know everything about the Xiao family, and I also know that now the entire southeast is under their control. Of course, I also know that he is an absolutely super strong man, at least in our southeast, no one can be his opponent."

  He didn't hide anything, these were all he knew. In order for this man to agree with him, he had to show enough sincerity.

  "This world can't distinguish between black and white, but it can tell the strong from the weak. As long as one is strong, they can be called white, and no one dares to call them black. Xiao Qiufeng, I hope you won't mind my straightforward words today. Actually, I should have treated you with more hospitality."

  This is a waste of words, but Xiao Qiufeng did not speak up, because this secret meeting was precisely because he had already lost control of the situation in the southeast and was a helpless move.

  "If there's something, just say it, I'll help." This old man already had enough sincerity, Xiao Qiufeng didn't stand on ceremony. At this moment, there were many people who would add insult to injury for the Zhao family, but those who would lend a helping hand in times of need must be very few. It's not that he couldn't find a way, he definitely wouldn't see him.

  After all, they are not on the same road for now.

  "The Zhao family is currently in some trouble, but I can handle it. I just need Xiao Shao to help me take care of Ruoming for a while. It doesn't matter if he suffers a bit, as long as he's alive, that's all that matters. That way, I can do things without worrying about anything."

  Although I don't know what the master of the Zhao family wants to do, hearing his tone, it must not be a small matter. Although this matter has nothing to do with him, but Zhao Ruochen is his woman.

  Xiao Qiufeng looked at Zhao Guangping and said calmly, "I promise to take care of Ruoming and make him very powerful. However, I want to advise you that no matter what you do, remember that you are a father, carrying the fate of a large family on your shoulders. I don't particularly like it, but you are the father of Ruoming and Ruochen, so don't be foolish, and I can help."

  Zhao Guangping was clearly somewhat skeptical and asked: "What can you help me with?"

  "Gain what's lost, and maybe more."

  Zhao Guangping's face was slightly shocked, and this time, he asked a very strange question: "Who is it?"

  Zhao Ruoming stood by and wanted to speak up, reminding the old man that this was Xiao Qiufeng, the third of the four great young masters of the southeast!

  Xiao Qiufeng slowly stood up, he didn't prepare to answer this question, just like muttering to himself: "If one wants to gain something, the first thing to do is to learn to let go. The southeast is really too small, there's no need to care about gains and losses, eyes should look further."

  Xiao Qiufeng left, but Zhao Guangping didn't say a word, sitting quietly, nobody knew what he was thinking about, not even Zhao Ruoming beside him dared to ask.

  It was clear to everyone that this normally calm old man's facial muscles were twitching, and his heart seemed to be struggling with right and wrong.

  Finally, he stood up very easily, as if he had already figured it out.

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