Chapter 19

The hall in front of Huo's manor is singing and dancing.

And in one of the secret rooms, young and old are sitting there talking and laughing.

The decoration of this room is quite different from that of the outside. It is completely antique. There are peach wood decorations everywhere, just like ancient teahouses.

It has to be said that the Huo family manor really knows how to please the guests, at least all kinds of needs can be taken into account.

This young man is Ye Feng who was invited to have a talk.

Sitting opposite Ye Feng is Liu Zhengfeng, the head of the Liu family, the first family in Lincheng!

"You're welcome, little brother. I really want to thank you for helping me so much." Liu Zhengfeng sat on the peach chair, filled a cup of tea with a smile and tasted it carefully.

"By the way, I don't know my little brother's name yet." Liu Zhengfeng tasted a cup of tea and asked slowly.

This words a, leaf maple pour is tiny a Leng, this time but secret action, absolutely can't leave what clue.

If it is known by the arbiter's organization, will not this painstaking action end in failure?

Thinking for a moment, Ye Feng came up with a wonderful strategy.

"You're welcome, Mr. Liu. My surname is Feng and my name is Yang. All my friends who look up to me call me master Feng." Ye Feng said with a cool face.

That's right. Since you can't tell your real name, you might as well give it a fake name so as not to show your feet later.

"It's master Feng. I've heard about it for a long time." Liu Zhengfeng was stunned when he heard the speech. He searched hard in his mind and found that he had never heard of a master named Fengyang.

But even so, Liu Zhengfeng is also very supportive of the call on a master.

After all, people who can see the true and false of Zijin gourd at a glance deserve the title of master.

"Mr. Liu is very polite. I don't know if it's important to invite me here." Ye Feng Wen Yan smile, and not arrogant, but modest asked.

Ye Feng is not a hairy boy. His training in the special team has long made his heart tough.

There is no such thing as a free lunch or a good thing for no reason.

Mr. Liu must have something to ask for, otherwise he would not have invited himself here.

This words, Liu Zhengfeng is slightly a Leng, he did not expect that Ye Feng would be so happy.

"Ha ha, master Feng is really forthright. The wise don't talk in secret. I'm very curious about something. I want to ask you something." Liu Zhengfeng is not a vegetarian, he slightly a Leng then reaction, directly asked.

"I don't know Master Feng, how did you see that the purple gourd was a fake?"

Liu Zhengfeng is very curious. He has been addicted to antiques for decades. He can be said to be a leading figure in the field of literary and art. He can't even see through himself. How can the young people see through Master Wang's deception?

This made Liu Zhengfeng extremely confused. He even had a trace of extravagance in his heart. Maybe he was ill

"Oh, that's it?" Ye Feng is a little surprised. What else should he do? It turns out to be this.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and asked, "do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"

True or false?

As soon as these words came out, Liu Zhengfeng could not help but frown and ask, "what does Master Feng mean?"

"It's not interesting. I'm afraid you can't accept the truth." Ye Feng said with a cool face.

I'm kidding. I said Zijin gourd was broken as a toy when I was a child.

Who can believe it?

"Master Feng is joking. There is nothing I can't accept in this world." Liu Zhengfeng stroked his beard, raised his chin slightly, and said with pride: "you can rest assured and speak out boldly."

It's not that Liu Zhengfeng is arrogant, it's his strength as the head of the Liu clan!

"What did I say?" Ye Feng eyebrows a pick, not from of ask a way.

"Say it!"

That's what you asked me to say.

Ye Feng sighed and said without expression: "if I say that the purple gourd is my childhood toy, can you believe it?"

Purple gourd? Toys?

"Feng... Master Feng, don't look for me to be happy. How can this purple gourd be a toy?" Liu Zhengfeng, who used to be an old God, was so surprised that his eyes were round. He didn't look as steady as a mountain.It's not surprising that Liu Zhengfeng was shocked. After all, this is the only thing worth at least three billion yuan.

Even he, Liu Zhengfeng, cherishes it very much. He will never show it to people who have nothing to do with it.

How is that possible?

"I said you wouldn't believe it." Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and continued to add a mouthful of material: "the real Zijin gourd has long been damaged by me as a toy, so as soon as this Zijin gourd appears today, I can tell at a glance that it is a fake."

Fall... Broken?

What kind of international joke is this? Is it teasing me?

Even though Liu Zhengfeng has experienced great storms, but heard Ye Feng's words, in the heart is also ten thousand do not want to believe.

However, this also explains why Ye Feng can see the true and false of Zijin gourd at a glance.

"Master Feng, are you serious?" Liu Zhengfeng really didn't want to believe it, but the fact was in front of him, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

"Do I have to lie to you?" Ye Feng some helpless, early to not tell the truth, casually make up two sentences to fool in the past.

Is it true?

When Liu Zhengfeng heard the speech, he felt like a storm.

It's a purple gourd. It's used as a toy. In Liu Zhengfeng's eyes, Ye Feng gradually becomes mysterious.

The wind master in front of us may have a bright future!

Just as Liu Zhengfeng was about to ask, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest.

Bad, I'm sick!

Liu Zhengfeng was dizzy in front of him. He held the table with both hands and groaned in pain.

"Mr. Liu, what's the matter with you?" Ye Feng slightly a Leng, not from stand up body.

What's going on here?

The old man won't have a heart attack, will he?

If you die here, you can't get rid of yourself, can you?

Ye Feng a burst of speechless, his recent bad times, first to Lin Wanxin as a bodyguard, which encountered this kind of thing.

"Feng... Master Feng, I have a relapse. The medicine is in my pocket. Please help me." Liu Zhengfeng's face turned red. He pointed to his suit pocket and said aloud.

"A relapse?"

Ye Feng also ignore other, hurriedly past touched pocket.

"There's nothing in your pocket." Ye Feng touched touch, found that there is nothing inside, not from the truth.

"It's broken. It must have fallen out of the fight just now." Liu Zhengfeng's face changed and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.