This Murong is unique. Even if you don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face? There may be a turn for the better in this matter.
However, what Bian Jinsheng never thought of was that the answer was Murong's cold laugh.
"Bian Jinsheng, if you are not convinced now, you can call your second uncle Bian Qianyuan immediately. I Murong can explain it to him personally!"
Bian Jinsheng is annoyed to see that Murong is so unrivalled that he doesn't sell his face.
But after all, it was a matter of life and death with their Bian family. Now Bian Jinsheng didn't dare to neglect him, so he directly called his second uncle Bian Qianyuan.
"Bian Jinsheng, what can I do for you?"
Soon the phone will be connected, from the other end of the handset came a very low voice of middle-aged men, it is so impatient.
Every time Bian Jinsheng was chasing his second uncle on the phone, he felt nervous. However, thinking of the seriousness of the incident, he just didn't smile.
"Second uncle, it's not me calling you. It's Prince Murong who has something to tell you in person..."
"Prince Murong?"
After hearing this, Bian Qianyuan, on the other end of the line, was also straightforward.
"Murong is unique, isn't it? OK, then you can let him answer the phone! "
From the beginning to the end, Bian Qianyuan's voice did not change much.
But to think about it, Murong is unique. In his eyes, Murong is just a young man who has just emerged in the field of Chinese cultivation.
He Bian Qianyuan is a great outer elixir. How could he put this young man in his eyes?!!
The rest of the people were also slightly surprised. You know, Bian Jinsheng had just turned on hands-free when the phone was connected. They knew exactly what Bian Qianyuan had just said.
Judging from Bian Qianyuan's tone just now, it seems that he doesn't pay attention to Murong's incomparable. It's obvious that his origin and identity are quite good.
"Hello, Mr. Bian, I'm Murong peerless!"
Sure enough, Murong unparalleled in the hands of Bian Jinsheng to pick up the phone, is now very polite greetings to the doctor, said.
"Well, I know it's you. Murong is peerless. What are you doing here?"
Bian Qianyuan's voice was as flat as ever, and he didn't stir up any waves. This scene shocked all the people present.
Even Bian Jinsheng had some confidence in his mind.
In his eyes, the reason why Murong unparalleled just showed such a timid and terrified appearance in front of Zhang Xiaofan is due to the identity and origin of the other party.
On the other hand, his second uncle, Bian Qianyuan, was really a strong man of self-cultivation, and his status did not take him seriously at all.
He is still imagining that his second uncle Bian Qianyuan can come to the imperial capital from Shimen City, and find all the faces he lost on Zhang Xiaofan, and help him to avenge his shame!
Murong has a straight face and a serious voice.
"Master Bian, I hope you can sell all your property in Shimen in three days...."