The arrival of Zhao Ting, Han Wuji, Liang Hu and others immediately broke the solemn atmosphere in the hall.

Everyone's eyes were concentrated on the three of them, with doubts on their faces, and they didn't understand why they came here?

"As far as I know, the three of them have no friendship with President Yan, especially Zhao Ting. Yan Yuntang and Fengyuhui were equally powerful at the beginning, but because President Yan broke through to the Heavenly Realm, Yan Yuntang was instantly stepped on. How could he be kind enough to mourn President Yan?"

"I'm afraid they have ulterior motives."

"It seems that today's funeral cannot pass so peacefully."

"..." Everyone whispered, discussing the reasons why Zhao Ting and others came here.

Yan Qingyu also frowned at this time. Fengyu, as the overlord of Suzhou and Hangzhou, had a strong foundation and rich industry, which naturally attracted the covetousness of many forces.

But because Yan Nanfeng was in charge, no one dared to provoke him. After all, it is no different from seeking death when opposing a powerful man in the Heavenly Realm.

But now that Yan Nanfeng has passed away, those forces may not be able to sit still.

And Yanyuntang is one of them.

Yan Qingyu also knew that the relationship between Fengyuhui and Yanyuntang was not very good, and it was reasonable that Zhao Ting would take the blame for the occasional battle.

But she didn't expect that the other party was coming so quickly, and she couldn't help but feel angry... Chen Bufan glanced at Zhao Ting and others, and also noticed that the other party was not good, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Logically speaking, today is Yan Nanfeng's funeral, so it should not cause trouble, but if the other party insists on causing trouble, he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson and let them understand the principle that the dead are the most important.

"Lord Zhao, today is my father's funeral. What are you here to do?"

Yan Qingyu walked out slowly and asked in a cold voice.

Zhao Ting smiled faintly and said, "Miss Yan, I heard the bad news of President Yan's death, and I felt mixed feelings. President Yan and I have known each other for so many years. It should be reasonable to have a stick of incense?"

Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "As far as I know, my father and Lord Zhao don't have much friendship, so I'll avoid burning incense. Please don't disturb me here."

"Miss Yan, you are a little unreasonable. I, Zhao, have been in Suhang for so many years. You don't even give me this little face. I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate, right?"

"You..." Yan Qingyu was about to continue driving people, but when she saw Chen Bufan on the side shook her head and said, "Qingyu, the situation is special today, don't get angry. Since this Zhao Tang is mainly burning incense, let him express his feelings."

Yan Qingyu hesitated for a moment, and in order not to cause trouble, she had to nod.

"Haha, this little brother is wise."

Zhao Ting chuckled, glanced at Chen Bufan casually, and did not take the latter seriously, thinking that he was just an ordinary person.

Immediately, he picked up three incense sticks and walked to Yan Nanfeng's spiritual throne. A look of pain appeared on his face, and he sighed: "President Yan, you are a hero in man. At this age, you will become the former of the Heavenly Realm. If you are still alive, the wind and rain will definitely be better under your leadership. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents..." On the surface, Zhong Ting was quite clear about the righteousness, but in his heart, he was sneering.

What a shitty realm of heaven and humanity?

If you offend the Nine Dragons Alliance, you will be dead! This is good, and it will save him some effort. Now Yan Nanfeng is dead. Isn’t he able to win the Fengyu Club?

"The most important thing in life is to be polite..." Zhao Ting sneered in his heart and placed the incense candle in front of the spiritual seat.

"Lord Zhao, Xiang has finished serving. If there is nothing else, please leave."

Yan Qingyu immediately issued an order to expel guests.

She is not a fool, of course she can see that Zhao Ting came here this time was definitely not just for the sake of incense.

Otherwise, he would not have found Han Wuji, the leader of Wuji Sect, and Liang Hu, the leader of Wuhu Hall. This is obviously a bad person.

Zhao Ting smiled faintly, but stopped and did not mean to leave immediately.

His eyes fell on Yan Qingyu, his mouth slightly raised, and he slowly said, "The fragrance is indeed over, but there are still some things that need to be dealt with."

Yan Qingyu frowned and said coldly: "What do you mean?"

The other members of the Fengyu Association were also alert. What exactly did Zhao Ting want to do?

"Haha, Miss Yan, you should know how much damage my Yanyuntang suffered because of the wind and rain?"

Zhao Ting's face appeared coldly, and he said indifferently: "My Yanyuntang originally had the potential to become the overlord of Suzhou and Hangzhou, but because of your father, my reputation of Yanyuntang plummeted. I'm afraid it's time to settle the accounts well."

"Zhao Ting, today is my father's funeral, don't go too far!"

Yan Qingyu looked cold. Zhao Ting chose to come to find trouble for Fengyu Club today, which was obviously done on purpose. This approach is really hateful! "Haha, I know today is President Yan's funeral. I want him to see with his own eyes how the foundation he has worked hard to build was ruined?"

Zhao Ting did not hide his ambitions at all and sneered: "Miss Yan, you are still so young, you are really not suitable to be the president of Fengyu Club."

"In my opinion, you should give up your position and leave the wind and rain to me to manage. Don't worry, with the ability of me, Mr. Zhao, can carry forward the wind and rain. "

"Bah!"

Before Yan Qingyu could speak, Yan Tao, who was standing up, couldn't listen. He stood up and pointed at Zhao Ting's nose, cursing mercilessly: "Old man, you are so shameless. Just you are not as good as my father's finger. You dare to threaten that the wind and rain will be carried forward and be your daydream!"

"Boy, how dare you scold me?"

Zhao Ting's face suddenly became gloomy. He naturally knew that Yan Tao was a famous playboy in Suhang. He dared to point at his nose and scold him. He was simply ignorant of life and death! "The one who scolded you is my father's funeral. Get out quickly. The wind and rain will not be your place to go wild!"

Yan Tao said angrily that although he was a little bit a little dandy, he respected his father very much, so he naturally didn't want to see anyone making trouble at his father's funeral.

Zhao Ting snorted coldly and said lightly: "Yan Tao, I have heard that you are a playboy for a long time. It's true that you saw you today. However, now that Yan Nanfeng is not supporting you, you still dare to be so arrogant, so you are not afraid of causing trouble?"

"you!"

Yan Tao acted and wanted to continue cursing. Yan Qingyu, who was beside him, shook his head and signaled him to shut up. Then, his beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Ting coldly and said coldly: "Master Zhao, what do you want to do today?"

"Haha, Miss Yan is still sensible."

Zhao Ting smiled faintly and said, "Miss Yan, I have already said just now that as long as Miss Yan is willing to be the president of Fengyuhuihui and hand over the full power of Fengyuhuihui to manage it, I will not make things difficult for you."

"Don't think about it!"

Yan Qingyu refused without hesitation. Fengyu would be an industry that his father spent decades of hard work. If it was just in the hands of others, how could she explain to her father's Spirit of Heaven?

Zhao Ting's words were simply a fool! Zhao Ting was not surprised by Yan Qingyu's attitude, but just sighed slightly with a pity, shook his head, and said, "I originally thought that if you knew the current affairs, I wouldn't have to make a big fuss, but now it seems that this matter is not good."

After saying that, he waved his palm, and Han Wuji and Liang Hu, behind him, walked slowly forward, and the aura of the great master on his body was emitting.

Not only the three of them, but also the elite forces they brought out from their respective forces, are all very powerful, and there are a total of ten great masters and powerful people.

On the other hand, the wind and rain meeting, including Yan Qingyu, only a few great masters have no resistance to the joint efforts of these three forces.

"Storm, something really happens today."

Seeing this scene, many guests were extremely surprised. They never expected that such a big change would happen at Yan Nanfeng's funeral.

If the wind and rain would fall into Zhao Ting's hands, Yan Nanfeng's decades of hard work would be completely in vain.

His spirit in heaven may not be able to rest.

Yan Qingyu frowned, and it can be seen that Zhao Ting insisted on taking action against Fengyu today.

"Miss Yan, the reason why Fengyu Society can become the overlord of Suzhou and Hangzhou is purely because Yan Nanfeng, a powerful man in the Heavenly Realm, is in charge, but now he is gone. Looking at the entire Fengyu Society, there are only a few great masters and they are no match for us at all."

Zhao Ting looked at Yan Qingyu with a proud look and sneered: "So, I advise you to give up, so as not to ruin President Yan's efforts for so many years."

Yan Qingyu gritted her teeth tightly, without retreating, and said coldly: "Even if I die, I will not let the wind and rain fall into your hands!"

"Hehe, Yan Nanfeng gave birth to a good daughter."

Seeing Yan Qingyu so ignorant, Zhao Ting laughed instead of anger, but a disdainful curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said lightly: "It's a pity that it's not a good thing to be ignorant of the current affairs."

"Since Miss Yan refuses to agree to my request, I can't blame me for doing it myself."

Zhao Ting sneered, slowly raised his right hand, and wanted to instruct Han Wuji, Liang Hu and others to take action. A voice sounded at this moment.

"I said, I have so many of you, isn't it appropriate to bully a little girl?"

Hearing this, many guests present were extremely surprised. Obviously, they did not expect that at this moment, there would be someone who dared to stand up and fight against these three major forces.

Are you tired of living now?

Everyone looked at each other and saw that the person who spoke was Chen Bufan.

Zhao Ting also frowned, his eyes fell on Chen Bufan, with doubts on his face.
Chapter completed!