Han Xiaotian suddenly said, "At that time, even if there are eight gates in Shangjing, no family dares to underestimate you."

"After all, a young man with a strong strength and controls dozens of wealthy families in the two provinces. Once he grows up, it will be a nightmare for every eight gate in Beijing."

"Now, wait for the Qianwu Conference in three days, Mr. Mo's wonderful performance."

Han Xiaotian's face was full of expectations.

Liu Chen shook his head and said with a serious expression: "This time, the matter is probably not that simple."

"What does Mr. Liu mean?"

Han Xiaotian's expression also became serious and asked in a deep voice.

"Hope, I'm overthinking."

Liu Chen did not explain.

But he was a little worried.

In the past, the wealthy families in Shangjing basically did not interfere in the affairs of the wealthy families in various provinces, but in recent times, many wealthy families in Shangjing have been constantly eroding the wealthy families in various provinces.

The Martial Arts Association wants to swallow Qian and Xichuan at one time. Will the wealthy families in Beijing pretend that they have not seen anything?

What Liu Chen is most worried about is whether the Martial Arts Association will have support from the War Department.
Chapter completed!