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From the moment he entered the small courtyard, Fang Yang's attention had always been on the alert, because this Old Man in the Tang suit gave him a sense of danger. Fang Yang had just levelled up to a Beginner Level Yellow Rank, and was already considered an expert amongst experts. Five times of increase in speed and five times of increase in strength was not a joke, but in front of this Old Man, he actually felt a sense of danger.

Moreover, among the ordinary people, the group of bodyguards in black from before were all top class experts, and they had a fierce and evil aura on them, which could only be formed under special circumstances. It was impossible for ordinary people to have this kind of aura, and the Old Man in front of them was even more unfathomable.

Furthermore, the Feng Shui pattern here, the array formation at the door, was actually able to cause the spirit energy in his body to rage. The two people who were able to restrain and counteract the spirit energy were not ordinary Feng Shui Master.

What kind of place was this 307 Club?

"It's rare to see such a young Yellow Rank expert in the city." The Tang Clan Old Man only raised his head when the black clad woman appeared.

After Fang Yang heard this, his body trembled. He raised his head and looked at the Tang suit wearing Old Man on the stone table. Unknowingly, the girl in black had already sat down beside Old Man, and Old Man was pouring her tea.

Putting down the teapot, Old Man stood up and started to size Fang Yang up carefully.

Fang Yang was on full alert, and remembered that when he left the house, his luck was obviously extremely good, why did he encounter such a mess?

As he activated the Hygroscopic Eye, he carefully looked at his own luck. If he didn't see anything, but the white line above his head had a faint red tinge to it, and he was secretly shocked, for the thing buried in the Array Eye's position must definitely be an incredible monster, and even he who had cultivated the Feng Shui Exercise was unknowingly implicated. Fang Yang focused his mind, and secretly removed the red tinge from the white line.

Just as Fang Yang was bringing up the red fog, the Tang Cloaked Old Man seemed to have felt that something was lying down. His pupils constricted as he looked deeply at Fang Yang.

"It seems like the rumors were not wrong. You are indeed skilled in the Dao of Feng Shui, and your attainments are quite profound."

A few days ago, Fang Yang had helped out with Microsporium, and was then invited by Shen Family to cultivate the feng shui technique. The news of him changing the flow had already spread far and wide, and he had also made a name for himself in Gambling Stone City. The owner of Gambling Stone City had personally cut the rock for him, and had pushed Fang Yang to the heart of the struggle.

"Did the old gentleman ask someone to invite me here to verify this rumor?" 's clear and cold voice sounded, the word 'please' sounded rather heavy. Thinking about how the black-clothed man had pointed his gun at him just now, Fang Yang felt a bit unhappy.

Although the Tang suit Old Man gave Fang Yang a sense of danger, he was not an idiot. When his cultivation reached the early stage of the Yellow Rank, if he really had to leave, Fang Yang would still have some confidence.

"Little brother, do not be angry, the people below are ignorant, this old man will apologize to you!" The Tang suit old man no longer had the indifferent attitude from before, he smiled amiably and poured Fang Yang a cup of tea, then extended his hand, "Please take a seat."

Fang Yang frowned, he did not know what the Old Man was trying to do, but he walked forward and sat down by the stone table. Since the Old Man invited him to sit, then he should have no ill intentions towards him, at least for the time being he would be safe.

"Little brother, have you discovered that there's a problem with the feng shui here?"

"As expected …" Fang Yang thought to himself. When he was eliminating his luck just now, this Old Man seemed to have discovered something.

"Old mister is from the Feng Shui Faction too?" Fang Yang probed.

"I modified the feng shui here!" Old Man confirmed Fang Yang's identity, and without hiding anything, he went straight to the point, "But the person who laid the formation had feng shui personnel that are above me, and since little brother is here, it's fate, so I want to ask little brother for a favor."

"Since old mister knows about the ingenuity of the person who laid the formation and I only know a little about it, how can I break it?" Fang Yang said.

Shen Furong asked for my help before. Someone had tampered with his Feng Shui channels in his Shen Family, I think I'm not wrong. " The Old Man smiled but did not speak, and took a sip of tea.

Fang Yang lowered his head and drank his tea, he did not express any opinion of the other party.

"On what basis?" Fang Yang asked.

"Hongsheng is not simple." The elder did not speak, but the one who spoke was the woman in black who had never made a sound. Her voice was like that of an oriole, clear and beautiful.

Hearing this, Fang Yang understood the black clothed female's meaning, and muttered to himself, "I need time to prepare."

To think that this formation could affect him, it wasn't that simple.

"Ten days." Huang Ying's voice sounded again.

"I'll do my best." Fang Yang did not die.

The girl in black nodded his head, he did not say a word, Fang Yang picked up the teacup, finished it in one gulp, and left the small courtyard.

The small courtyard once again returned to silence.

After a while, the woman in black raised her head and looked at the Tang suit wearing old man.

"Uncle Tang, is this person reliable?"

"The Shen Family and dragon veins have already been formed. If we take another step forward, we will reach the True Dragon Veins. The old man did not answer the woman's question, and instead talked about the Feng Shui and Long Veins of the Shen Family.

"I hope so." The woman put down her teacup and left.

The old man was the only one left in the courtyard, drinking tea with the moon in his eyes.

When Fang Yang walked to the entrance of the clubhouse, he received a call from Han Xue Qing, asking why he did not see anyone for the entire afternoon and when he was going to return. Fang Yang explained it to her and agreed that he would be back in a while, then hung up the phone.

Just as Fang Yang was about to circulate the Feng Shui Exercise to investigate, a hand stretched out and patted on Fang Yang's shoulder. Fang Yang turned around and heard a familiar voice.

"It's really you, Brother Fang!" Qu Yan said with a smile on his face.

"Brother Qu, how was your luck today?" Fang Yang asked.

"I didn't play much today, I just came to play twice. I didn't expect to win some money. Haha, let's go, thank you so much for last time, today we are drinking together." Qu Yan was in a good mood today.

Ever since Fang Yang had helped him last time, his luck had been quite good. Last time, if not for Fang Yang, he would have fallen for Shi Baiye.

Qu Yan was a bold and straightforward person, at that time, Fang Yang would be very willing to befriend him. Moreover, there was a Baihui Group behind him, if Fang Yang wanted to destroy the Redwood and strike down his Hongsheng Group, he would need the help of these people.

Hearing Qu Yan's words, Fang Yang did not refuse, as he could learn about the 307 clubhouse from Qu Yan.

Qu Yan had brought Fang Yang to a roadside stall, which was filled with the wind by the river, and was enjoying drinking beer.

Fang Yang felt it was strange, with Qu Yan's identity, how could he come to this kind of place to eat?

"It's very strange, right? Why would I eat in such a cheap roadside stall? Do I really have no awareness of being the successor of the group?" Qu Yan caught Fang Yang's gaze, picked up a fried conch and threw it into his mouth, as he jokingly said.

Fang Yang did not reply. He took a gulp of beer and smiled at Qu Yan.

"I just feel that we can eat really well here, regardless of whether it is expensive or not, you want to know the specific reason, one day when you come to my house, you will know the reason, my son of the Old Man is born in poverty and laughter, he usually lives a very simple life, after the rise of Baihui, he still has this temperament, my young master, who was born with a golden spoon, raised this son of the corporation, to the point that there is no sense of nobility in him at all." Qu Yan laughed.

"Oh right, Fang Yang, my Old Man has asked me to invite you to our house."