Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

East Imperial City, East Imperial Palace Great Hall.

At this moment, two middle-aged men were arguing furiously.

One is tall and thin, and the other is broad and fat.

Among them, the man with a wide heart and a fat body was pointing at the nose of the other, saliva splashing everywhere.

"Qian Youju, you old not wanting face thing, you are probably responsible for my son's disappearance!"

"Mei Wenhua, don't fucking pour dirty water on daddy, why can everything be found on daddy's head."

The tall and thin middle-aged man was naturally not to be outdone, he raised his hand and slapped open the finger that almost poked his nose, and retorted.

"Back then your wife ran away from home and came to look for me. Now that her son is lost, she also comes to look for me. If she wants to find fault, she can't find a legitimate reason."

"Qian Youju, you never looked for me back then?"

Then Fatty leaned forward again.

"Twenty years ago, your stupid son was getting fatter and fatter, and he came to my house to make trouble, thinking that daddy brought you a cuckold."

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer. If it weren't for the fact that their height gap cannot be made up by tiptoes, they might have kissed by now.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!"

"I've been arguing for a long time, and there is no end to it."

On the throne in the Great Hall, a middle-aged man with furrowed brows couldn't help shouting.

"You have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years, so you can't just stop and stop. Could it be that I came here today to quarrel?"

The sound fell, and the Great Hall became much quieter.

"His Royal Highness, it's not that I insist on arguing with Qian Youju. Ever since I got a son, the villain has wanted to retreat behind the scenes, but isn't my son missing now?"

Mei Wenwen said with a bitter face.

After a moment of silence, the man on the throne said to the middle-aged Fatty:

"Mei Wenhua, then you keep saying that your son's disappearance is related to Qian Youju, do you have any evidence?"

"His Majesty the Eastern Emperor, I..."

Mei Wenhua hesitated to speak.

"What, no evidence? No evidence, what do you mean by bringing daddy here, to find fault?"

The tall and thin middle-aged man hurriedly said.

"It's okay, it's okay, money is gathered, so you don't have to say a few words."

Donghuang frowned, with obvious displeasure on his face.

Qian Youju was obedient, and hastily bent over to salute the Eastern Emperor on the throne.

"Yes, His Majesty the Eastern Emperor."

"Since there is no evidence, let's all go back, the emperor is a little tired."

After finishing speaking, before Mei Wenhua and Qian Youju could react, they waved their sleeves, and after a space fluctuation, the former two appeared outside the Great Hall.

Qian Youju sneered and said sarcastically.

"Mei Wenhua, it seems that Donghuang doesn't want to take care of your stupid son at all."

Unexpectedly, Mei Wenhua didn't talk to her at all, but turned around and left.

This can't help but make Qian Youju a little confused.

I thought to myself: It was obviously your old boy who asked me to come over, and you had a heated argument with daddy just now, why are you silent again now, could it be that you gave up?

But after Mei Wenhua walked a few steps, he turned his head and glanced at Qian Youju behind him, with a little contempt in his eyes.

This made Qian Youju feel even more strange.

"Mei Wenhua, did you have a convulsion today!"

"Damn it! My God..."

"Boom."

Suddenly there was a loud thunderclap in the sky, which scared Qian Youju into shivering.

Qian Youju was extremely depressed.

I don't know why, but recently his catchphrase "Damn it, my uncle and grandpa" has never been finished.

Every time there is a thunder from the sky.

Could it be that God dislikes him and doesn't want to be his cheap uncle?

"Old landlord! How about it, what does His Majesty the Eastern Emperor say?"

Behind Qian Youju, an old man greeted him with a smile and asked.

"How else can I put it, Mei Wenhua is deliberately finding fault."

Qian Youju responded angrily, and then walked away.

The old man spread his hands and followed.

After everyone left, a low, inaudible sigh suddenly sounded in the Great Hall of the Eastern Palace.

"Hey, could it be that the current Cultivation Base can't even maintain a clone..."

Afterwards, on the throne, the figure of the middle-aged man gradually blurred until he completely disappeared.

...

At the headquarters of Wanbao Building, Qian Duoduo is waiting anxiously.

I don't know how many times I walked back and forth at the door, the threshold was almost broken.

"Young master, you have been here for more than an hour, you can rest assured that the old master will be fine."

Behind Qian Duoduo, an old man said aloud.

"Elder Jin, I'm not worried about the safety of the old man. I'm afraid that if the incident in Aolai City is exposed, then Huo San senior and Xiaokong may be in danger."

"Young master, Huo San's Cultivation Base can't even see through the old Integrated Union's Cultivation Base. If Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce wants to deal with him, it may take some effort."

Old Jin said thoughtfully.

But Qian Duoduo was still a little worried.

"Old Jin, the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce is not easy to mess with. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been fighting with Wanbaolou for so many years. If they want to do everything they can to deal with Huo San senior, the consequences will be disastrous."

Seeing his young master's serious look, Elder Jin didn't continue to say anything, but just let out a long sigh.

At this moment, the voice of servants saluting respectfully came from outside the door.

Then a familiar figure walked in.

Qian Duoduo was overjoyed and rushed to meet him.

"Father, how is the situation, what does His Majesty the Eastern Emperor say?"

"How else can I say it, it's not your daddy who did it."

Qian Youju answered casually.

But the next second, I feel a little weird,

"It's not right, you boy is not right."

"What's wrong?"

Qian Duoduo was a little puzzled.

"Ever since daddy drove you out of the house, you seem to have never called me daddy. Why did you change your gender today?"

Qian Youju looked suspiciously at his somewhat abnormal son, and asked tentatively.

"Could it be that the disappearance of Mei Wenwen's son is really related to you?"

Qian Duoduo hastily laughed twice, and explained:

"Dad, don't worry, I, Qian Duoduo, swear to God, I definitely didn't do it."

"Oh, is it so?"

"Yes! Yes! Definitely not my hand!"

"Then do you dare to say that the person who makes the shot will be struck by lightning?"

【 Heavenly Dao: Don't make trouble for me, you kid. 】

"This, isn't it good."

Qian Duoduo smiled awkwardly.

Qian Youju snorted coldly, then walked into the room with a flick of his sleeves.

While walking, he said:

"During this period of time, don't easily provoke the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce."

"That old Mei Wenhua is worried that he has no reason to fight our Wanbaolou. Although they are not as strong as our Wanbaolou, it still hurts to be bitten."

...

Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, a secret room.

A masked man in black faced the wall, and Mei Wenhua was behind him.

"President Mei, what's the matter? Is there anything I can gain from going to the East Palace from now on?"

Mei Wenhua smiled.

"Sure enough, as my lord expected, that old thing Donghuang is in poor health."

...