Chapter: 1179

The first thousand one hundred and seventy-ninth chapters

Soon, the tea was brought, and Dong Liqun poured a cup for Chen Ping himself.

"Mr. Chen, how about you try it?"

Dong Liqun made a gesture of invitation, and then tried to keep himself calm!

He can't show his flaws at this time.

"Thank you, Patriarch Dong."

Chen Ping thanked him, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Yes, but I don't know much about tea!"

Chen Ping said with some embarrassment.

"Haha, in fact, I don't know much about it. Since it's good, then drink more..."

Dong Liqun laughed.

Chen Ping held the teacup and drank it all in one go!


At this moment, Dong Liqun breathed a long sigh of relief.

Dong Jiahao also drank with Chen Ping, but Dong Liqun did not stop him.

He has an antidote on him, so Dong Jiahao will be fine if he drinks it!

Soon, after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Chen Ping felt that it was almost time and wanted to get up and leave!

"Mr. Chen, all the major sects and families in Kyoto are now staring at you. If you don't dislike it, then stay in our Dong family, just to be a companion with Jiahao!"

Seeing that Chen Ping was leaving, Dong Liqun said to Chen Ping.

"Thank you, Patriarch Dong, for your kindness. I still have a lot to deal with, so I won't bother you any more!"

Chen Ping politely declined.

"Mr. Chen, you stay here first, I still have something to ask you!"

Dong Liqun kept Chen Ping, then looked at Dong Jiahao and said, "Jiahao, your mother just called and asked you to pick her up, hurry up!"

When Dong Jiahao heard this, he could only pick up his mother, so he looked at Chen Ping apologetically: "Brother Chen, then I'm sorry."

"Brother Dong, you're welcome, hurry up!"

Chen Ping smiled slightly.

Dong Jiahao left, and Chen Ping looked at Dong Liqun and asked, "Master Dong, I don't know if you have anything else to ask?"

"Mr. Chen, I heard that you have a lot of treasures on your body, and you also have a fused dragon crystal that can generate the power of a dragon. I don't know if it's true?"

Dong Liqun asked.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, but still nodded: "Yes, it's true!"

Seeing Chen Ping admit it in person, Dong Liqun's eyes flashed brightly, and his face was full of excitement.

Seeing Dong Liqun's expression, Chen Ping was slightly shocked.

"Mr. Chen, then I'll open the skylight and say something bright. Your current strength, even if you don't have that Long Jing, can still be among the best in the martial arts world of the younger generation."

"But my family's ho is not good enough. He has poor strength and doesn't work hard. Not to mention being on the Free and Easy Ranking. Even the younger generation in the Kyoto martial arts world is stronger than him."

Dong Liqun sighed, looking like he hated iron.

"What does Patriarch Dong mean?"


Chen Ping frowned slightly at this moment.

"It doesn't mean anything else. I think you and Jiahao are also friends. Can you give Longjing to Jiahao, and I can exchange other treasures with you!"

Dong Liqun said.

When Chen Ping heard this, his face immediately turned cold: "I'm sorry, if it's something else, I will definitely help, but this Long Jing, I can't give it away..."

"I have something to do, I'm sorry..."

Chen Ping got up and walked out, he found that this Dong Liqun didn't want what he imagined.

But just as Chen Ping walked to the door, he was stopped by the housekeeper.

Chen Ping turned to look at Dong Liqun: "Patriarch Dong, what do you mean?"

At this time, Dong Liqun showed his true colors and said with a cold smile: "No other meaning, since you don't want to give it, then I can only get it myself."

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, his eyes filled with coldness.

"For the sake of Brother Dong, I don't want to start killing people in the Dong family. Don't force me..."

Chen Ping's face was as gloomy as water.

"Hahaha!" Dong Liqun laughed loudly: "Open up the killing ring? Do you think you can still exert your strength now? You have already hit my Qi control pill, and now you are a waste." JrNovels.com