"Except for Xu Tianxing, the other three are peerless evildoers in their respective holy lands of martial arts."

"You must be careful."

Ye Hao smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just a chicken and a dog."

Prince Du looked at Ye Hao's indifferent expression, but recalled the process of his ascension.

The previous sect masters were all rubbed on the ground by Ye Hao. The so-called Four Heavenly Kings of the Great Xia Martial League, no matter how awesome they are, can they be more powerful than the former masters of Tianmen Village?

However, in consideration of being cautious, Prince Du still took out a document and put it in front of Ye Hao, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Ye, as the saying goes, you can sail forever!"

"The so-called Four Heavenly Kings of the Great Xia Martial League, although not well-known, are indeed powerful figures."

"In the past, there was no chance. Now that they have the opportunity to make a legitimate move, they will probably use all means."

"After all, for them, as long as they can beat you, they will be able to rise to the top."

"They can lose, but you, Uncle Ye, cannot lose!"

"After this national war, Uncle Ye, your position in the Great Xia Martial League will be extremely stable!"

"At that time, the Great Xia Martial League will be your voice."

Speaking of these, Prince Du's eyes were burning hot. He and Ye Hao had a close relationship. If Ye Hao could take full control of the Great Xia Martial League, then he must have achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven alone.

Regarding Prince Du's eagerness, Ye Hao didn't say anything.

After all, he is one of his own, and it is okay to think for himself, even if he is a little careful.

What's more, even if the Great Xia Martial League really became his one-word hall, Ye Hao would not spend too much thought on this matter.

After all, it's just a loose alliance, and it's enough for Prince Du to preside over it.

After eating this meal for half an hour, Ye Hao didn't move his chopsticks, just drinking the tea in front of him.

The high-spirited Prince Du drank a lot of Moutai, but in the end it was Ye Hao who sent him back to the hotel

The next day, Ye Hao woke up early in the morning, warmed up a little in the courtyard, and after doing a few rounds of boxing, he thought about going to Yanjing Xia's house.

Yanjing affairs are complicated, but Ye Hao is most concerned about Xia Yun's whereabouts.

After all, I haven't been in touch for two or three days in a row. No matter how you look at it, things are not right.

With this in mind, Ye Hao took out his mobile phone and dialed Xia Yun's number.

In the past two days, he called several times, but each time the person on the other side hung up, and then Xia Yun would send a message, saying that she was dealing with some private matters at Xia's house, and it was inconvenient to answer the phone.

But when I called today, the phone was turned off.

Ye Hao subconsciously realized that something might not be right.

With this in mind, Ye Hao called Young Master Hai directly: "Check the location address of Xia Yun's phone as quickly as possible."

"It's best to find out the routes for these few days."

Gong Zihai on the other side of the phone didn't talk nonsense and worked quickly.

After a while, Young Master Hai called back and said, "Boss Ye, something is wrong." JrNovels.com