Seeing Leng Shiqi's expression, Qiu Cheng shut his mouth. Although he hadn't spent much time with Leng Shiqi, he knew that Leng Shiqi was definitely a ruthless person.
Twenty or thirty Dark Thunder Guards that had been painstakingly trained were killed just like that!
And it had been more than twenty days since Gong Sun Bing had left, and there was still no news of him!
Qiu Cheng had already guessed what happened to Gong Sun Bing, so he had specifically written that Gong Sun Bing was' missing 'in the report.
Leng Shiqi pondered for a moment, then said, "Send someone to send the invitations to the Nine Great Clans. I will invite the Patriarchs of the Nine Great Clans to a banquet at noon tomorrow."
Qiu Cheng and Qiao Qian glanced at each other. Both of them had bitter expressions on their faces.
Leng Shiqi also knew what they were thinking. Since the Nine Great Clans hadn't truthfully handed over their tributes, it was obvious that they had already colluded in secret.
If he went to invite the Patriarchs of the Nine Great Clans now, they definitely wouldn't come!
At that time, Leng Shiqi would probably lose all face.
Leng Shiqi waved his hand and said, "Do as I say. I have my ways. Pang Yuan, stay."
"Your humble subordinates will do it right away." Qiu Cheng and Qiao Qian cupped their hands and left.
Leng Shiqi asked 'Pang Yuan', "Thousand Face, nothing out of the ordinary in the past half month, right?"
Thousand Face said, "Everything is normal, and the black-clothed assassins have completely integrated into the Dark Thunder Guards."
"Very good."
Leng Shiqi nodded, "Next, I'll have to trouble you to help me find information on the Nine Great Clans. The more detailed, the better."
"Yes."
At noon, Wei Guan brought Leng Shiqi's invitation to the Jiang Clan. The Jiang Clan was one of the top clans of the Nine Great Clans!
He handed over the invitation, and the guard at the door immediately went in to deliver the message. Wei Guan was about to leave when he saw a drunk young man walk over with the help of two servants.
Wei Guan recognized this person. He was the son of the Jiang Clan's first wife, Jiang Xin.
Jiang Xin also recognized the clothes of the Dark Thunder Guards. Although Wei Guan was only a reserve member of the Dark Thunder Guards, the style of their clothes were more or less the same.
Jiang Xin stepped forward and asked inarticulately, "Why did the Dark Thunder Guards come to our Jiang family?"
When Wei Guan turned around, he smelled the pungent stench of alcohol. He resisted the smell and said, "I'm here to deliver the invitation under the orders of the supervisor."
"Invitation?
What invitation? "
Wei Guan hesitated for a moment. He thought that since Jiang Xin was a disciple of the Jiang Clan, he would definitely know about this matter. Thus, he said, "It was Supervisor Liu who invited the Jiang Clan Head to the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion for a gathering at noon tomorrow."
Jiang Xin laughed coldly, "Lord Liu, is that Liu Xingzhi of the middle stage of the Spirit Pulse Stage?
Hahaha, what a joke. A middle-stage Spirit Pulse Realm cultivator can become a supervisor. It seems like the Dark Lightning Guard has no one.
You even invited my father? Do you really think you're something? "
Wei Guan's face immediately flushed red. He pointed at Jiang Xin, but didn't dare to say anything.
Jiang Xin became even more intoxicated. His face was ferocious. "You, a descendant of the Dark Thunder Guards, dare to point at this young master. You must be tired of living."
Jiang Xin kicked out as he spoke. Although he was drunk, his cultivation was indeed at the Spirit Transformation Stage.
However, Wei Guan was only at the Pure Spirit Stage. Furthermore, Jiang Xin had suddenly attacked, so how could he avoid it?
He was directly sent flying by Jiang Xin's kick and fell to the ground far away.
Wei Guan's skin was bruised and his face was swollen. His clothes were also tattered and he had suffered some internal injuries.
He stared coldly at Jiang Xin, but he knew that he wasn't Jiang Xin's match. He could only leave without a word.
Now that the relationship between the Dark Thunder Guards and the Nine Great Clans was very stiff, he couldn't cause more trouble!
Jiang Xin, however, stood there and laughed loudly.
This commotion was neither big nor small, and there were many people around watching. This matter quickly spread to the Jiang fu.
Just as Jiang Xin walked through the main door, he saw his father, the head of the Jiang Clan, Jiang Hao, walking over quickly with a calm face.
Jiang Hao shouted, "You hit someone from the Dark Thunder Guards!"
Jiang Xin nodded indifferently and said, "That's right, that Liu Xingzhi doesn't know what's good for him. He dares to be a supervisor at the intermediate stage of the Spirit Pulse Stage.
I also heard that he invited the Nine Great Clans to a banquet. It must be for the sake of the offerings.
Tsk, when Sha Yue was around, it was fine that he sucked our blood, but now we have given Liu Xingzhi enough face. It's not like we don't want to give him offerings. What else does he want? "
Jiang Hao said with some disappointment, "You ah, you ah, how many times have I told you to drink less. Drinking makes things worse!
You have a bad temper, and after drinking a little wine, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
No matter how weak that Liu Xingzhi is, he is still a supervisor!
He also has something on us!
If we really push him too far, everyone will fight to the death, and no one will have an easy time.
The reason why the Nine Great Clans joined forces to deliberately give him one-third of the offerings is to test his actual situation and reaction, and to understand his temperament.
This matter was originally a secret struggle, but you actually beat up the Dark Thunder Guards. This gave them a chance to talk, and our Jiang Clan is now in a passive position. "
At this time, Jiang Xin also felt that he was a little impulsive, but he still didn't care. He asked, "Then Father, are you going to the banquet tomorrow?"
"Hmph, of course not." Jiang Hao snorted coldly.
"Then that's it. You guys not going to the banquet will make him lose face. It's the same for me beating up his men. It's a good opportunity to force him."
Jiang Hao's expression stiffened. "You, sigh, forget it. Hurry and help the Young Master back to rest."
"Alright, alright, I can walk by myself."
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At noon the next day, Leng Shiqi arrived at Drunken Fragrance Restaurant accompanied by three Dark Thunder Envoys.
This restaurant was considered one of the more famous ones in Mist Qi City, but it was reserved by the Dark Thunder Manor today.
Leng Shiqi sat in a huge private room, leisurely drinking tea. Other than the four of them, there was no one else in the private room!
It was already past the time stated on the invitation.
Qiao Qian and Pang Yuan stood on either side of Leng Shiqi with sullen faces. Qiu Cheng stood at the door and looked around from time to time. He hadn't seen anyone from the Nine Great Clans yet!
It was just as he had expected.
But he was also very puzzled. If he could predict this situation, Leng Shiqi naturally could too.
But why did Leng Shiqi still do this even though he knew it would end up like this?
Wasn't this just making him lose face?
Leng Shiqi finished his tea and shouted, "Serve the dishes."
Soon, dishes were served one after another. Leng Shiqi ate heartily.
Seeing that the other three weren't moving their chopsticks, he said, "Don't just stand there. Hurry up and eat. It's not cheap to reserve Drunken Fragrance Restaurant, we can't waste it."
Qiu Cheng and the other two could only eat as well. But this delicious food tasted like wax in their mouths.
Especially Qiu Cheng and Qiao Qian. They simply couldn't understand what Leng Shiqi was planning.
Only Pang Yuan could vaguely guess, but he couldn't be sure.
"Burp."
After a while, Leng Shiqi burped in satisfaction. He patted his bulging belly and muttered in a voice only he could hear, "How can I kill if I don't eat my fill?"