??582: Chapter 582: ntal Disorder (6)
582: Chapter 582: ntal Disorder (6)
Then, after the storm had passed and An Yiqing’s rage had cald, even if she had no evidence, the authorities would never allow her to single-handedly turn Xuandu City upside down.
She could only endure in silence, unable to do anything.
Qin Dingshan had a good plan, but he miscalculated the fact that the An Family knew ancient martial arts.
Raising his hand, he vigorously rubbed at the throbbing pain in his temples.
Qin Dingshan was sowhat distressed about what to do.
He wasn’t afraid of anything else; he just feared that An Yiqing and Gu Yelin, upon seeing the bounty online, might have a hacking genius under their command.
Then everything would be over.
Qin Dingshan had not anticipated that An Yiqing had long known the mastermind behind the situation and was brewing a major storm.
At this mont, the study door was suddenly knocked on, and the butler’s voice ca from outside.
“Old Master, a visitor has arrived at the house, claiming to be soone called Tutian.”
No sooner had the butler finished speaking than the door was flung open, and Qin Dingshan appeared before him with a grim expression.
“What did you just say the visitor’s na was?” he asked uncertainly.
The butler, taken aback, quickly recovered and hurriedly said, “He said his surna is Tutian and that he has co especially to visit you, Old Master.”
Tutian?
Could it be Tutian Xiaoquan?
Qin Dingshan was sowhat puzzled.
Although they had collaborated, they always kept to their own domains.
Why had Tutian Xiaoquan suddenly co to his house?
“Co downstairs with ,” he said.
Qin Dingshan strode out, leading the way with a flick of his arm.
The Qin family’s mansion’s first floor was splendid and luxurious.
In the spacious, extravagant living room, a man dressed in a black tailcoat sat elegantly on the sofa, his face stern.
Behind him stood a tall, bald man.
As Qin Dingshan descended from upstairs, the man in the tailcoat abruptly turned his head toward him.
The fury in his eyes startled Qin Dingshan.
In broad daylight, a man wearing a tailcoat for no reason was uncomfortable for anyone to see.
Not attending a banquet nor a celebrity, Qin Dingshan always found this Tutian dressed in a tailcoat wandering around strangely abnormal.
Plus, with the way this person was looking at him, Qin Dingshan was sowhat mystified.
Had he offended or provoked him in any way?
“Patriarch Qin, this is our first eting.
Please take care of .
I am Tutian Xiaoquan, and we have spoken on the phone before,” Tutian Xiaoquan said as he elegantly rose from his seat, suppressing the anger in his eyes and speaking in Xuanjin Language with an accent but with clear enunciation.
Qin Dingshan listened to him speak with an awkward accent, but the necessary courtesies were not neglected.
“Mr.
Tutian graces our humble ho with his presence.
Please have a seat,” Qin Dingshan gestured for Tutian Xiaoquan to sit and turned to the butler, “Go brew a pot of fine Maojian tea.”
Qin Dingshan’s polite reception might fluster other guests, but Tutian Xiaoquan was there with a bellyful of anger and had no appreciation for Qin Dingshan’s thorough warmth.
He waved his hand dismissively, speaking sharply, “No need!
Patriarch Qin, I have matters to consult with you.
Please clear the room!”
Feeling sowhat slighted, Qin Dingshan’s face stiffened, and his aura beca sowhat unstable.
He stared at Tutian Xiaoquan for a while, then waved his hand, signaling the Qin family’s servants to all withdraw.
“Mr.
Tutian, speak frankly,” Qin Dingshan no longer extended any courtesy to Tutian Xiaoquan, picked up the cup in front of him, and leisurely began drinking water.
Seeing Qin Dingshan’s utterly contemptuous attitude, Tutian Xiaoquan’s rage blazed even hotter.
He snorted fiercely and slamd his palm against the armrest of the sofa.
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