Chapter 20 Han Qian’s persuasion, Ying Suifeng’s helplessness
Long Haochen’s expression changed and he broke into a cold sweat.
As a man, his instinct told him that a danger that could threaten his life was approaching him silently and quickly.
He wanted to avoid it, but his body seemed to be locked, and even moving a finger became a luxury.
At this critical moment, a golden light shield suddenly appeared around Long Haochen, enveloping Long Haochen.
The black arrow was blocked by the golden light shield and was not allowed to advance even half a minute, and finally disappeared.
"Old man Ying, what do you want to do?"
In the conference hall on the second floor, an old man wearing armor strode in with a serious look on his face, looking at Ying Suifeng in front of him.
"Han Qian, why are you blocking me?"
If it weren't for Han Qian just now, he would have successfully assassinated Long Haochen.
"Hmph! As the paladin captain of the Knights Temple, how can I let you assassinate our knights at will?"
Han Qian stared at Ying Suifeng angrily, "Moreover, your spearhead is not directed at the demons, but at our own people. You are still the deputy master of the Assassin Temple. It is really unreasonable!"
"Oh, one of our own?"
Ying Suifeng sneered, "Have you ever seen one of your own people poaching your own people?"
"Is this the style of your Knight Temple? You only like to cuckold your own people?"
Han Qian understood that there was something in Ying Suifeng's words, and he also knew what Ying Suifeng meant.
Long Haochen's matters were not something that he, the Holy Knight Commander, could decide.
However, in the final analysis, there was something wrong with Long Haochen doing such a thing.
Han Qian walked up to Ying Suifeng and hugged his shoulders.
"Old Man Ying, let me tell you the truth, if other knights do such a thing, I, Old Han, can help you make the decision. At the worst, I will just expel them from the Knights Temple."
"However, Long Haochen is different from other knights"
Han Qian said, suddenly paused, and glanced at the other assassins around him intentionally or unintentionally.
Ying Suifeng understood, so he waved his hand towards the other assassins, "You leave here first, I will call you if anything happens."
"Yes, sir."
Therefore, several assassins bowed to Ying Suifeng and Han Qian and then exited the second-floor meeting hall.
At this time, only Ying Suifeng and Han Qian were left in the meeting hall.
"Old Han, there are only two of us left here now. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
Ying Suifeng glanced at him and said calmly.
Han Qian sighed slightly, "As the deputy master of the Assassin Temple, you should have heard of Long Tianyin, right?"
"Long Tianyin is the master of the Knights Temple and a powerful divine seal knight."
"Long Tianyin?"
"What does this matter have to do with him?"
Before Ying Suifeng finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, and his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing an incredible look.
Han Qian nodded, "Long Tianyin is Long Haochen's grandfather. This is a secret of the Knights Temple. Few people know about it. I also learned about it by accident."
"Do you know who Long Haochen's father is?"
Han Qian then spoke again.
"Um?"
The more Ying Suifeng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. His mind kept thinking about the knight named Long in the Knights Temple.
Seeing this, Han Qian didn't stop him or say anything, he just waited quietly.
After a while, Ying Suifeng asked with some uncertainty: "Could his father be Long Xingyu?"
The corners of Han Qian's mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
He raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to Ying Suifeng, "Clever!" "Fuck!"
After Ying Suifeng received a positive reply, he couldn't help but blurt out a curse word.
"Now, do you think I'm helping you or hurting you by stopping you?"
Ying Suifeng's reaction was completely within Han Qian's expectation.
After all, having a father who is a Divine Seal Knight and a grandfather who is a Divine Seal Knight cannot be shaken by ordinary people.
Ying Suifeng was shocked by Han Qian's words.
However, he quickly reacted.
"So what if he has a strong back?"
"Wushuang is my grandson. Now that he has been wronged, how can he sit idly by and do nothing?"
"Perhaps I may not be able to beat Long Xingyu or Long Tianyin, but against a little kid from the Knights Temple, I can definitely kill him with one hit."
Han Qian didn't expect that even though Long Haochen's identity had been revealed to him, Ying Suifeng would still be so persistent?
This made him underestimate Ying Suifeng's love for his grandson.
However, this matter was of great importance, and he could never let Ying Suifeng act according to his own wishes.
"Shadow follows the wind!"
"Don't forget your identity. You are the deputy master of the Assassin Temple, not a street gangster."
"These are not peaceful times. Most of our homes are occupied by demons."
"After thousands of years of hard work, our ancestors carved this land for us to survive."
"We live in a corner and think about driving the demons out of our home all the time so that we humans can stand up straight and live a good life."
"But, look at what you are going to do. Do you want to start a war between the Knights Temple and the Assassin Temple?"
Han Qian's words made Ying Suifeng freeze on the spot.
yes!
He is not an ordinary person, and he knows that he cannot really kill Long Haochen because of Ying Wushuang.
If he really does that, it will definitely bring unimaginable terrible consequences.
Ying Suifeng took a long breath, his body was like a deflated balloon, and he sat weakly on the sofa.
At this moment, his face was ashen, and he showed an expression that was more sorrowful than heartbroken.
Seeing this, Han Qian felt some sympathy for him in his heart.
"Okay, Old Man Ying, you are not a three-year-old child anymore. I think you should understand without me having to say more about what you should do and what you shouldn't do."
Han Qian also sat on the sofa, patted Ying Suifeng's shoulder, and continued:
"Leave it to the juniors to resolve their matters themselves."
"I just met Ying Wushuang. Your grandson will definitely have a bad future."
"Okay, Old Han, you don't have to say anything."
"I won't attack him anymore, please come back!"
Before Han Qian finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Ying Suifeng.
Now he really wants to be alone and quiet, and he doesn't want to hear even a single word from others.
"Okay, then I'll leave first, so you can take care of yourself!"
Han Qian sighed, and before leaving, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he finally got this stubborn donkey back!
At this time, in the Holy Alliance Grand Trial Ground, the participants from the six temples who came to participate in the competition gathered here.
Everyone was completely unaware of what had just happened on the second floor of the conference hall. They stared straight ahead, looking forward to a good result in the finals.
(End of chapter)