At nine o'clock the next morning, Lu Fan took Zhang Zihao and Liu Qingqing to appear at the Nandu High-speed Railway Station.

After all, he did not have the joy of Tang Huanxi fish and water.

Lu Fan knew in his heart that Tang Huanxi was worried that he would die in a foreign land when he went out this time and wanted to leave a root for him so that Lu Fan would not be able to succeed.

This affection and sincerity moved Lu Fan extremely. It was precisely because of his touch that Lu Fan did not take the opportunity to take advantage of her.

He hoped that he could come back to see Tang Huanxi alive.

As long as the matter between Jinling and Hangzhou is solved, he can live the life he wants as he wishes, and he is not in a hurry.

Taking the high-speed rail, Zhang Zihao sat behind Lu Fan with a heavy black iron gun, while Liu Qingqing's position was next to him.

So far, Liu Qingqing has not woken up from the phone call Lu Fan asked her to go to Jinling with him.

She was still busy dealing with the acquisition of the Bai family, but Lu Fan called her directly to the high-speed rail to Jinling. Although she wanted to ask the reason several times, she saw Lu Fan leaning on the back of the chair and keeping her eyes closed, so she shut up obediently and didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Have you been to Jinling or Hangzhou?"

After more than an hour of high-speed rail, Lu Fan finally spoke lightly.

Liu Qingqing was stunned and then responded: "I have been there. The Liu family still has some industries in both places. Although the scale is not large and cannot be compared with the local wealthy families, when it was opened, as the president of the Liu Group, I went there in person to be responsible for the ribbon-cutting ceremony."

"Then how much do you know about the forces in these two places?" Lu Fan asked with his eyes closed.

"The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties of Jinling, the Rouge Land for hundreds of years, has always had serious disputes in power and has not stopped for hundreds of years. However, because of the emergence of the Ma family, the dispute has stopped. Judging from the current situation, Jinling is currently in a situation where the three heroes are divided by Ma, Zhong, Jinmen, and the three families firmly control Jinling."

"But it is said that it is three families. In fact, under the pressure of the Ma family, the Zhong family and Kinmen are just surviving. The world's general trend will be divided after a long time of unity, and a long time of division will be united. If the two families do not join forces and fight each other like now, it will be a matter of time when the Ma family recovers from their senses to deal with the two."

"As for Hangzhou..."

Liu Qingqing said helplessly: "Although the history of Hangzhou is older than that of Jinling, because of the existence of the Song family in Hangzhou, the habitat of tigers is naturally the place where all beasts retreat and thousands of birds are gone. Apart from the Song family, there is no force that can be shown."

Lu Fan nodded: "Then what do you think the Liu family is compared with the Song family?"

Liu Qingqing's pretty face froze and said a little embarrassedly: "As one of the top ten ancient martial arts families in the country, the Song family is the ultimate in my Chinese martial arts inheritance. I heard that even the top family ranked at the end, there are many great masters of ancient martial arts..."

"Compared with them, my Liu family is just a small fight."

"The top ten ancient martial arts families are like eagles in the sky, soaring in the sky."

"And my Liu family is just an ant crawling on the ground..."

Liu Qingqing felt calm about this. After all, the Liu family could not be the best in a region like Nandu, which even the Martial Alliance was disliked. The highest strength in the clan was just a half-step middle-level master. Compared with the behemoths in the ancient martial arts world like the Song family, it was not embarrassing to lose.

"It was before, but it may not mean it will be in the future."

Lu Fan finally opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "This time I will bring you to Hangzhou City to allow you and Zhang Zihao to experience the broader ancient martial arts world and allow you to grow up quickly in the battle between life and death."

"If you two can survive countless life-and-death battles during this trip to Hangzhou, both of you will have unexpected effects on your personal strength and the family behind you."

"But if you can't survive, the ancient martial arts world will be as good as the strong, and you will die in the battle against Hangzhou, and you will not be able to blame anyone."

Luo Yu's incident made Lu Fan understand one thing: no matter how beautiful the flowers grown in the greenhouse bloom, they cannot withstand any wind and rain.

For example, last night, Yang Zipei was a half-step master. Under the battle with a young master like Luo Yu, who held the treasure of the Luo Family Town Sect and learned Liaoyuan's gun technique, he could still hold on until he arrived without dying.

If Luo Yu was himself, even if he had just broken through the Grand Master realm, Lu Fan would have confidence that he would not have been able to kill him within one move until reinforcements appeared.

And Luo Yu is the flower in the greenhouse.

If he wants Liu Qingqing and Zhang Zihao to become his right-hand man, he must go through the baptism of blood and fire. This time, the Ancient Martial Arts Conference in Hangzhou will be the best time!

"Hang, Hangzhou City?"
Chapter completed!