Chapter 120: Is this a request or a threat?

  The snail pleaded with a bitter face, its attitude was so sincere and touching.

  Qin Luo was almost amused by this guy and also became a little curious about his background. He asked, "Who told you to come invite me?"

  "Qin is rampant." Tianluo said.

  Qin Zongheng? It was him after all.

  Qin Luo was shocked. He had clearly refused Wen Ren Muyue's deal and hadn't even competed with him for a woman, so why would he still send someone to look for him?

  "I am no longer in the world of martial arts, how can there still be legends about me?"

  Qin Luo didn't know that Wen Ren Zhao had already revealed to Qin Zongheng the news of Wen Muyue liking him. And when Wen Muyue accepted Qin Zongheng's invitation, he also vaguely expressed that he would bring someone along to the banquet.

  With Qin's intelligence, it was natural to guess that this person would be Qin Luo.

  "Who is Qin Zongheng? I don't know him." Qin Luo said with a puzzled face.

  "I know you don't recognize me. You'll get to know me once we meet." Tianluo said with a smile, urging him on.

  "I don't know him. Why go see him?" Qin Luo asked.

  "Maybe I'm here to make a deal with you. Don't worry, it's definitely beneficial for you. What's our relationship? I wouldn't come looking for you if there wasn't any benefit in it for me either." Tian Luo said with a familiar tone, walking over and putting his arm around Qin Luo's shoulder as if they were brothers who had known each other for many years.

  Qin Luo sidestepped, avoiding his embrace. "I don't know you either," he said. "Why not just tell me what's going on? Or I can give you my phone number and have him call me directly. We can discuss it over the phone too. What if I blindly follow you and you guys harm me?"

  "I don't know what's going on either. Don't worry, I promise you with my honor that we absolutely won't hurt you in the slightest." Tianluo said with a serious face.

  "What is personality?"

  "Uh..." Tianluo thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "I don't know either. But don't worry, I'll definitely have this thing. I'll look for it carefully later."

  "Sorry. My meeting time is up. See you." Qin Luo said, and was about to turn around and leave. He didn't want to see Qin Zongheng, nor did he want to continue chatting with this strange person.

  "Do you know Wen Ren Mu Yue?" Tian Luo shouted from behind.

  Finally got to the point. Qin Luo knew that if he said he didn't know him, it would only make this guy expose his own lie on the spot.

  Since they can find themselves, how could they not have gone through some investigation and understanding? Terrifying, Wen Ren Mu Yue went to Qing Cheng International and met with himself several times, each time meeting for how long, these things they should be clear about.

  "I understand." Qin Luo nodded and said.

  "Don't you want to know some news about your deceased wife? It seems that you two weren't affectionate enough." Tianluo had a lewd smile on his face again, with his eyebrows and eyes scrunched together, making his whole face look like a steamed bun.

  He yawned and his nicotine addiction acted up again. He fished out the half cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a match, and started smoking blissfully.

  Qin Luo originally thought that the woman's matter had nothing to do with him, but since they came looking for him, they must have some suspicions. It's possible that Wen Ren Mu Yue gave them some false information.

  Go and talk to him, clarify everything, it's also a good choice.

  If I don't go today, I might be subject to their endless harassment later on.

  "Where shall we meet?" Qin Luo asked.

  The snail smiled and said: "Follow me. It's definitely a great place. There's wine, meat, and beautiful women."

  Qin Luo smiled and shook his head, following behind him as they walked out of the school.

  Wang Jiuzhou stood at the door of the classroom, watching Qin Luo and a man walking shoulder to shoulder towards the outside.

  "I always feel like I've seen that man somewhere before. Who is he?" Wang Jiuyi thought with a puzzled expression.

  When he accurately popped the cigarette butt in his hand into the trash can several meters away, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Wang Jiujiao's mind, and he finally knew where they had met before.

  She met the man at a banquet. He was standing in the crowd, originally unnoticeable, especially since he was standing behind Qin Zongheng, who was dazzling and always the center of attention wherever he went.

  However, a tiny movement caught Wang Jiujin's attention. It was also like today that after he finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, he stood a few meters away and flicked out the cigarette butt.

  Wang Jiujui remembered very clearly, at that time she frowned and felt that such a person was really too lacking in breeding. Smoking in the banquet hall was already a behavior that made people look down on him, and after finishing smoking, he didn't even want to take a few more steps to throw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

  But the cigarette butt drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed steadily into the ashtray.

  "Isn't he Qin Zongheng's man? What is he doing looking for Teacher Qin?" Wang Jiujiu felt that something was off and worried that Qin Luo would get into trouble, so she quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket and started dialing.

  Tianluo didn't lie, the place Qin Luo brought him to was indeed a good one. Whether there's wine and meat is still unclear for now, but the woman standing at the door welcoming guests was absolutely top-notch in quality. Even if you randomly picked one out and threw her into some university, she would definitely be among the top ten school flowers or the hundred most beautiful women on campus.

  "Qiqi, you've lost weight again. It really makes your brother Tian worried."

  "Oh no, it's bulging again! Your chest is protruding even more today? Didn't you wear a padded bra?"

  "Kiss kiss, little cutie. Tonight, brother will take you out for a midnight snack, and don't think about running away again."

  It seems that Tianluo is a familiar customer here. Every time he meets a beautiful woman, he greets her with a ambiguous smile, as if every woman has an affair with him.

  Seeing Qin Luo looking at him with a surprised face, Tianluo said proudly: "You'll know later when you've been with me for a long time, I'm the kind of person who likes to make friends the most."

  "Especially these young and beautiful female friends."

  "It's obvious." Qin Luo nodded and said.

  "You say, as a normal man, how can you not like beautiful women? Who dares to tell me they don't like beautiful women in front of me, I'll kick their butt. It's too hypocritical. Isn't it?"

  "Yes." Qin Luo nodded.

  "Do you like it?"

  "I like it."

  "Hmm. You're a practical person. If you want beautiful women in the future, find me. I'll introduce you to a few. Absolutely satisfying." Tianluo said with a lustful face next to Qin Luo's ear.

  "Thank you." Qin Luo nodded awkwardly.

  They went around another fake hill and through a winding corridor. Tianluo finally stopped in front of the door of an ancient wooden building with Qin Luo.

  The servant knocked on the door and waited until he heard a voice from inside saying "come in". He then pushed open the door and walked in, saying: "Young master, I've brought Teacher Qin here."

  Because this house is an ancient Chinese building, the decorations and furniture inside also make extensive use of wood materials. Bamboo tables and wooden chairs, wooden screens. On the wall hangs a large painting with the words "difficult to confuse", occasionally there are white-based green flower ceramic utensils, which can also play the role of adding the finishing touches.

  Simple. Elegant. Clean. Antique. These eight words perfectly describe the style of the room.

  A man sat on a wooden chair by the window, brewing tea. He wore white casual pants and brown casual shoes, with a plaid shirt on. His smile was warm and gentle, his soft hair falling to the corner of his eyes. The man's appearance couldn't be called handsome, but any woman who saw him for the first time would definitely be drawn to him.

  Some people look handsome, but if they lack the matching temperament, it's also hard to enter the elegant hall. Some people have ordinary faces, but their temperament is outstanding and can still attract women's attention.

  Even someone like Qin Luo, who is not divided by friend or foe, would feel a sense of quiet comfort when seeing him. It makes people feel that being with him will not be stressful or dangerous. Serene and natural, comfortable and beautiful.

  "Please sit down." Qin Zong said. He knew that Qin Luo was sizing him up, a necessary reaction when strangers meet.

  He didn't look up at Qin Luo; they weren't strangers, it's just that the other person didn't know. As for this person, he didn't need to look with his eyes to have a thorough understanding of him.

  Sometimes, data on paper is more real than what you see with your eyes. You just need a wise brain to distinguish between true and false.

  "Thank you." Qin Luo sat down across from him.

  "Do you like Longjing tea?" Qin Zongheng poured the brewed tea from the teapot into a white ceramic container, and then poured it again into those delicate small cups.

  "It's fine," Qin Luo said. Isn't the time of rich people very precious? Why do they all like to say these useless words?

  Qin Zongheng used a bamboo clip to hold a cup of tea in front of Qin Luo and made an inviting gesture.

  Qin Luo picked up the teacup and sniffed it, then drank the tea in one gulp. He said, "Good tea."

  "It's good tea. Pre-Qingming Longjing, brewed with clear spring water from Tian Shan. And I'm a lazy person, rarely interested in brewing tea for others." Qin Zongheng said with a smile, as if boasting about himself.

  However, Qin Luo caught his underlying meaning.

  "No work no pay. Having such good tea, I should have something to show for it. I wonder if there's anything I can help you with." Qin Luo asked.

  Qin Zong nodded in approval, very satisfied with Qin Luo's tact. He said: "Three days later is my grandfather's 80th birthday celebration. At that time, we will invite some friends to celebrate."

  Qin Luo listened quietly, waiting for him to continue speaking.

  Does this guy want to invite himself to his grandfather's birthday party?

  He's not familiar with them, absolutely can't go, otherwise it would be a huge expense. For families like theirs, if the red envelope is too small, they will look down on you. If it's too big, you'll feel heartbroken yourself.

  "I think that day you will definitely be very busy. Right?" Qin Zong looked at Qin Luo with warm eyes and said casually.

  By saying this, it was as if he had already helped Qin Luo make up his mind.

  In three days it will be my grandfather's eightieth birthday. No matter who invites you to go, you'd better make an excuse that you are very busy.

  Qin Luo was taken aback, never expecting things to turn out contrary to what he had imagined.

  However, he soon closed his eyes and smiled. He looked at Qin Zongheng and asked, "Is this a request or a threat?"