Back at the Prince's mansion, Qian Er flopped onto the sofa, casually grabbing a piece of beef jerky from the table and stuffing it into his mouth.
Today's events should be enough to keep the Eight Clans quiet for a while, although Qian Er would have preferred to wipe them out completely, but the higher-ups probably have other plans.
Having gone through two major battles in a row, Qian Er was indeed a little tired and wanted to take a few days off, especially since he had nothing to do these days.
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With Ao Tianshun and City Lord Zhang in Beishi, he could rest assured. He had been a hands-off manager for more than just a day or two.
Thinking this, he suddenly wanted to see what Ao Tianshun and the others were doing. They never had any rules when they were working, just having fun, solving problems when they arose, and then continuing to have fun.
After all, these guys were all little money trees, and Qian Er never interfered with them. Rules were for normal people, and these few were clearly beyond the scope of normal people.
Several times, Ao Tianshun had extended warm invitations to Qian Er, but Qian Er had politely declined, which made Ao Tianshun say that Qian Er didn't care about the people's sentiments at all.
No sooner said than done, he directly asked the Myriad Transformations Demon to transform him into an ordinary person and walked onto the streets of Beishi.
This was the first time that he had walked on the streets of Beishi without anyone noticing him, and this feeling was quite wonderful.
He quickly found City Lord Zhang's mansion.
"City Lord Zhang is taking a nap and prohibits others from disturbing him. If you have anything, you can leave it here first, and someone in the mansion will make tea for you."
The guard smiled and blocked Qian Er's path.
Could this stop Qian Er? Soon, he appeared at the head of City Lord Zhang's bed.
"City Lord Zhang, City Lord Zhang! Wake up!"
Qian Er frowned, looking at City Lord Zhang, who was snoring loudly.
"City Lord Zhang!"
He gently shook him, but City Lord Zhang was really sound asleep, and these few shakes didn't wake him up.
Qian Er used a little more force and continued to shake him. The bed was about to collapse, and City Lord Zhang finally woke up. He looked at the old man in front of him in a daze, probably thinking he was dreaming.
"I am Ao Tianshun's father. Where is Ao Tianshun now?!"
Although Ao Tianshun and City Lord Zhang were said to be childhood friends, so many years had passed, and even if he had seen Ao Tianshun's father, he probably would have forgotten.
Sure enough, City Lord Zhang squinted his eyes, looked at the old man in front of him, and said, "Red Romance!"
Red Romance?
Damn it, I've been in Beishi for so long, how come I didn't know there was such a place in Beishi?
"Okay, you sleep, child, don't catch a cold."
Qian Er wiped the saliva that City Lord Zhang had left on his hand on the quilt and turned to leave.
Before he could leave the room, the sound of snoring started again.
Asking around as he walked, Qian Er once again received countless strange looks.
He could actually directly use the Myriad Transformations Demon to locate them, but he quite liked the feeling of playing another version of himself, so this scene appeared.
"Young man, where is Red Romance?"
An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a white vest and army green shorts, stopped a young man on the street and asked.
Passersby all turned their heads.
"Grandpa, you're so old, why are you going there?"
The young man looked at Qian Er and laughed.
But despite laughing, he still pointed out the way to Qian Er.
Soon, Qian Er arrived at the so-called Red Romance. The name sounded quite vulgar, but he didn't expect the decoration to be quite luxurious.
This kind of entertainment venue was probably established after Ao Tianshun and the others came to Beishi. In their words, it was a major taxpayer in Beishi.
Two stone lions at the entrance looked at Qian Er warily. Qian Er gently waved his hand, and the Nightmare Mirage Flower on his head sent them into dreamland.
……
Inside a private room, almost all of Ao Tianshun's group had gathered.
The reason for saying almost was because Dai Ke had already returned to the new city.
Several people were lying on the sofa, each more out of shape than the last. No one would have thought that these people were one of the core members of Beishi.
Ao Tianshun crossed his legs, a cigarette in his mouth, looking completely cynical, looking at Guan Zhiwen opposite him, his eyes were bloodshot.
"Brother Shun, you lost again!"
Guan Zhiwen laughed loudly, and the people around him instantly cheered.
"Damn it, I don't believe it, let's go again!"
Ao Tianshun cursed and threw out a stack of money.
A man next to him arranged the cards for them.
"Brother Shun, someone outside is looking for you, saying it's your father."
A waiter stood at the door and said.
Ao Tianshun glanced at the cards in his hand, smiled, and threw them directly on the table: "My dad is here, this round doesn't count!"
"Your mom, you're too shameless! I was about to win this round!"
Guan Zhiwen shouted and pounced on Ao Tianshun, looking at the handful of bad cards that Ao Tianshun had thrown on the table.
"Isn't it normal to have something come up temporarily…"
Ao Tianshun himself was stunned for a moment, and then an old man walked in at the door.
The old man walked into the room, smiling and patting Ao Tianshun's head.
"That's not right, this is not my dad."
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.
Qian Er tried hard to restrain his laughter, putting on a very angry look, and kicked Ao Tianshun: "You little bastard, don't you even recognize me?!"
"Uncle, uncle, don't be angry."
Although everyone didn't know what was going on, they still came over to pull Qian Er away.
"Brother Shun, it's normal for you father and son to have some conflicts, he's still your father after all."
"That's right, that's right, uncle traveled all the way from Yan Country to Beishi, it's not easy."
Qian Er was overjoyed, looking at Ao Tianshun over there, he pretended to hit him, raising his hand high: "Beast!"
Everyone stopped Qian Er while frantically winking at Ao Tianshun.
"Brother Shun, quickly apologize, look how angry you've made uncle!"
Said by everyone like this, Ao Tianshun himself was a little unsure, guessing that he was really drunk. He rubbed his head. The room was already quite dark, so he leaned forward and carefully looked at him.
"Damn, I really don't recognize him, who is this old man."
Everyone stared at each other. Ao Tianshun looked at Qian Er and pointed at his own nose: "Uncle, did you recognize the wrong person?"
Qian Er couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed loudly.
Everyone looked at him in astonishment.
Qian Er then changed back to his original appearance. Seeing that it was Qian Er, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"I say, boss, what's with this act, a private visit? Scared me…"
These people privately called Qian Er boss or owner, and Qian Er had long been used to it.
Ao Tianshun said, and then lay back on the sofa.
Qian Er sat next to him and laughed: "Nothing to do these two days, relax and have fun. What do you usually play here?"
Hearing that Qian Er had come to play, Ao Tianshun's eyes lit up. Qian Er instantly had a bad feeling.
"Come on, let me play two rounds with the boss!"
Guan Zhiwen was about to speak when Ao Tianshun pushed him aside, sat opposite Qian Er, and began to introduce the rules of the game to Qian Er.
Qian Er looked at the people around him, each with a brighter smile than the last, and instantly felt like he had fallen into a wolf's den.
"…That's roughly the rules, boss, let's play two rounds to test the waters first?"
