Chapter 186
In the imperial capital, Luo Hongfeng's house—siheyuan.

In the study room, Luo Hongfeng is still holding the wolf brush and splashing ink, and with his vigorous and powerful wrist, he outlines the ink calligraphy and painting, as graceful as a dragon swimming, as graceful as a frightened bird, in the style of a master.

When he landed on the ground and put the wolf hair on the pen stand, Awang rushed into the study with an extremely solemn expression, "My lord, it's not good, it's not good!"

Luo Hongfeng frowned slightly, and soon showed his face again, raised his head calmly, glanced at Awang, and said quietly: "Awang, how many times have I said that there is no such thing as the sky falling, Don't panic."

Awang hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but panic, "No, sir, this time it's really a big deal."

"What? Has the innocence really collapsed?" Luo Hongfeng walked slowly from the sandalwood table with the rice paper, put his hands behind his back, and took a deep breath.

"My lord, it's worse than the sky falling, hunting...hunting..."

When Luo Hongfeng heard the word hunting and killing, his expression became serious, "What's going on? Tell me slowly."

"The killers sent by Hunting have not yet killed Luo Xi and Chen Long. And the election of the successor will be held five days later. I'm afraid there will be a change!"

"What? What are you doing for food? Why are you so unreliable?" Hearing this, Luo Hongfeng was furious, unable to calm down anymore, he reprimanded Awang.

"My lord, you can't rely on me for this matter, right? How can hunting be unreliable!" Awang argued innocently, aggrieved.

"Hmph, you will justify yourself. Back then, you were the one who proposed to hunt and assassinate Luo Xi, and now you are the one who failed in the assassination mission. You say, I'm not to blame for you, but I'll be on my own?" Luo Hongfeng said angrily. Gotta blow my beard straight.

Awang was stunned, "This... this..."

For this matter, Awang is indeed innocent. It is the hunting organization that carries out the killing mission. It stands to reason that the hunting organization has never missed the job as long as the money is paid in place.

But this time, there was an accident in the assassination of Luo Xi and Chen Long.

"You tell Liesha, no matter what, you must kill Luo Xi and Chen Long before the election of the heir, otherwise, I will make Liesha pay the blood price." Luo Hongfeng growled forcefully.

Originally, he was thinking about the election of the heir in five days, and he was already looking for something, so he had the leisure to continue indulging in his favorite calligraphy and painting in the study.

Fortunately, Awang told him that the mission of hunting and assassinating Luo Xi and Chen Long had failed, which was more difficult for Luo Hongfeng to accept than a bolt from the blue.

Once the assassination mission fails, when Luo Xi comes to the imperial capital and participates in the heir election, the situation will be over.

Even though he, Luo Hongfeng, holds a high position in the Luo Group, there are still a majority of people who support Luo Xi.

He wants to be in power, and to put it bluntly, this method is called usurping the throne by any means.

Such a battle for fame and fortune is a game between him and Luo Xi, he is only allowed to succeed, not to fail.

Even if there is a slight mistake, it will ruin him forever and ruin his reputation.

You know, Luo Hongfeng is within the Luo Group, so it can be said that he is the regent of an ancient emperor.

The only way for the regent minister to usurp the throne is to pay the price of the emperor's blood.

Only by getting rid of Luo Xi, the only heir in the rumors, can he fill the vacancy in a legitimate way, transforming himself from a regent minister into a ruling emperor.

Awang had no choice but to respond aggrievedly: "Master, don't worry, there are still five days left, I will definitely urge the hunt and step up the assassination mission. I promise not to let Luo Xi appear in the imperial capital alive."

Luo Hongfeng's solemn expression was already fidgeting, seeing that Ngawang was still standing and refused to leave, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"My lord, there is a distinguished guest in the living room. I wonder if you would like to see him?"

"I don't see you, I don't see you, and I don't see you either. I'm not in the mood right now." Hearing the news, Luo Hongfeng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't be in the mood to meet any expensive or not.

Awang hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Yes, Chazong, sir, we have offended..."

Before the word "I'm sorry" was finished, Luo Hongfeng was stunned, and gave Awang a hard look, "Tea Sect? Why didn't you say it earlier!"

While speaking, he had already taken big steps, walked out of the study, and walked towards the living room.

Seeing this, Ngawang had no choice but to follow Luo Hongfeng.

Walking quickly to the living room, I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting in the living room, with his legs crossed, a cigar in his mouth, and a thick smoke ring, which filled the entire living room with smoke. smoke.

Although this middle-aged man looks middle-aged, in fact, his fair skin is hale and hearty, and he can't see any trace of age at all. The only thing that can judge his age is his pair of deep eyes, which reveal the radiance of time. .

"Hahaha, Brother Baihu, what brought you here?" Luo Hongfeng smiled brightly, strode into the living room, and said loudly.

The middle-aged man with crossed legs stretched his body a little, leaned lazily on the sofa, coughed twice, "Mr. Luo, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still look good!"

"Thanks to you, where, where."

"Mr. Luo," the middle-aged man gently wiped the ashes from the cigar on the ashtray, and said slowly, "I heard that in five days, the Roche Group will hold a general election for heirs. I heard the news, so I made a special trip to visit You, see if there is a place for me."

"How dare, how dare I bother you!" Luo Hongfeng's brows sank, and he thought about it again, and he smiled, "However, having said that, I have indeed encountered a difficult problem recently. If Brother Baihu is willing to help I am grateful.”

Baihu, one of the four stewards of the Tea Sect, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu.

"Oh? And something that Mr. Luo can't settle?" Bai Hu straightened his body, but still leaned back on the sofa, still crossed his legs, and asked in an unbelievable tone.

Luo Hongfeng's face was filled with embarrassment, "I'm ashamed to say it, Brother Baihu, you must have heard that Luo is not talented, and wants to take the helm of the Luo Group. But..."

Baihu seemed to see through Luo Hongfeng's thoughts at a glance, and interrupted him, "But your powerful competitor, the rumored sole heir of the Luo family, Luo Xi, has become a stumbling block preventing you from ascending to the throne, right?"

"That's right, that's right, alas, nothing can be hidden from Brother Bai Hu's eyes."

"Uh, this matter is both difficult and easy to say." Bai Hu put his hand on his chin and exhaled another puff of smoke ring, "The key lies in whether you, Mr. Luo, have made up your mind to become a member of the Luo Group. It is not impossible to solve the helm throne."

(End of this chapter)

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