YM778.TV Chapter 3728 Lost His Composure
Chapter 3728 Lost His Composure
Du Fan gently fanned himself with the fan in his hand and he lifted his robe then sat down at the table with a smile on his face as he thought to himself: Tang Zhiwu did indeed have the disposition of a City Lord. He didn\'t have any villainous thoughts after the transaction with them. On the contrary, he kept to his promise and kept his door open to them for their convenience. Since that was the case, naturally they wouldn\'t make things difficult for him.
What\'s more, City Lord Tang didn\'t know that Qi Kang was one of their people. By building up their power secretly, it was more convenient to use it when needed.
After listening to Du Fan\'s words, Feng Jiu smiled and looked down at the stage and asked: "Of the people down below, which one is the one you call City Lord Tang?" If Du Fan praised him, she would like to see how extraordinary he was.
"The second one from the right, the one wearing black robes."
Du Fan said with a smile, then he looked towards the stage and said: "He originally suffered from an old ailment and his strength was stagnated. However, after taking the elixir, he has since recovered and his strength has also advanced. If any one of the four City Lords can retain his position this time, it would no doubt be City Lord Tang."
Feng Jiu looked down, her eyes passed over the people on the stage and fell on the middle-aged man in black robes who was second from the right. She saw that the other party was sitting upright like a pine tree with a strong back, his breath was calm, and his eyes were bright like a torch as he looked forward majestically with the breath of a powerful person naturally revealed.
"Mmm, his bearing is indeed good, and he has the disposition of a City Lord."
She smiled and nodded, then looked at the other people. When her eyes caught sight of the white-clothed man from Soaring Clouds Immortal Sect, her eyebrows raised slightly: "We meet an acquaintance again."
Leng Hua looked over, then said: "It\'s that Duan Yunhe, he\'s met Qi Kang before."
"It\'s fine. Even if he recognises him, what could happen?"
Feng Jiu smiled and watched as the sixteen people who had reached the final round of the election were invited onto the high platform. Qi Kang was one of the sixteen people. But looking at everyone, Qi Kang was the youngest amongst the sixteen people.
All sixteen people were calm and measured, with an aura of authority on their faces. You could tell at a glance that they were all high-ranking people. However, although those people had calm and authoritative expressions on their faces, it was still noticeable that they were a little nervous.
Qi Kang, who was standing there in his navy robe calmly, was the only one without any trace of anxiety or nervousness. After all, his strength was the strongest amongst those people and he was even stronger than the strongest of the four City Lords. Since he was the strongest, taking the place of a City Lord would be as easy as simply taking something out of a bag, without any pressure.
Duan Yunhe sat above and drank tea. He gently lifted the lid of his teacup and pushed the tea leaves back with one hand. After taking two sips of tea, he raised his head and looked at the sixteen people. His calm gaze passed over the sixteen people faintly. When he was just about to look away, he saw the young man in navy robes and his eyes shrank. He lost his composure and stood up suddenly. The teacup fell from his hand onto the ground.