Chapter 20 Han Qian's persuasion, Ying Suifeng's helplessness Long Haochen's face changed and he broke out in a cold sweat. His instinct as a man told him that a danger that could threaten his life was approaching him silently and at a high speed. He wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be locked, and even moving a finger became a luxury. At this critical moment, a golden light shield suddenly appeared around Long Haochen, covering Long Haochen. The black arrow was blocked by the golden light shield and could not move forward at all, and eventually disappeared. "Old man Ying, what do you want to do?" In the meeting room on the second floor, an old man in armor strode in, looking at Ying Suifeng in front of him with a serious face. "Han Qian, why are you stopping me?" If it weren’t for Han Qian, he would have successfully assassinated Long Haochen just now. "Humph! As the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, how can I allow you to assassinate our knights at will?"

Han Qian stared at Ying Suifeng angrily, "Moreover, you didn't point your spearhead at the demons, but targeted our own people. You are the deputy leader of the Assassin's Temple, it's really unreasonable!" "Oh, one of our own?" Ying Suifeng sneered, "Have you ever seen one of their own people poaching their own people?" "Is this the style of you Knights Templar? You love to cuckold your own people?" Han Qian understood the hidden meaning in Ying Suifeng's words, and he also knew what Ying Suifeng meant. Long Haochen's affairs were not something that he, a Paladin leader, could decide. However, when it comes down to it, it is indeed wrong for Long Haochen to do such a thing. Han Qian walked up to Ying Suifeng and put his arm around his shoulders. "Old man Ying, I tell you the truth. If any other knight did something like this, I, Old Han, would be able to help you decide. At most, I would just expel him from the Knights' Temple." "However, Long Haochen is different from other knights." Han Qian paused as he spoke, and glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the other assassins around him. Ying Suifeng understood what he meant, so he waved to the other assassins, "Leave here first, I'll call you if there's anything else." "Yes, my lord." So, several assassins bowed to Ying Suifeng and Han Qian and left the second-floor meeting room. At this time, only Ying Suifeng and Han Qian were left in the conference room. "Lao Han, there are only two of us here now. If you have anything to say, just say it!" Ying Suifeng glanced at him and spoke lightly. Han Qian sighed slightly, "As the deputy leader of the Assassin's Temple, you should have heard of Long Tianyin, right?" "Long Tianyin is the master of the Knights' Temple and a powerful Divine Seal Knight."

"Dragon Heaven Seal?" “What does this have to do with him?” Before Ying Suifeng could finish his words, he suddenly realized something. His pupils suddenly shrank and he showed an incredible look. Han Qian nodded and said, "Long Tianyin is Long Haochen's grandfather. This is a secret of the Knights Templar. Few people know about it. I also learned about it by chance." "Do you know who Long Haochen's father is?" Han Qian then spoke again. "Ok?" The more Ying Suifeng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. His mind kept thinking about the knight named Long in the Knights Templar. Seeing this, Han Qian did not stop it or say anything, but just waited quietly. After a moment, Ying Suifeng asked uncertainly: "Could his father be Long Xingyu?" The corners of Han Qian's mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. He raised his right hand and gave Ying Suifeng a thumbs up, "Smart!" "Fuck!" After getting a positive answer, Ying Suifeng couldn't help but blurt out a swear word. "Now, do you think that by stopping you, I helped you or hurt you?" Ying Suifeng's reaction was completely within Han Qian's expectations. After all, how could an ordinary person shake the status of a man who has a father who is a Divine Knight and a grandfather who is a Divine Knight? Ying Suifeng was shocked by Han Qian's words. However, he quickly reacted. "So what if he has a strong back?" "Wushuang is my grandson. How can I just sit back and watch him being wronged?" “Maybe I can’t beat Long Xingyu or Long Tianyin, but I can definitely kill a little kid from the Knights Templar with one strike.” Han Qian didn't expect that even though he had already exposed Long Haochen's identity, Ying Suifeng was still so persistent? This made him underestimate Ying Suifeng's love for his grandson. However, this matter is of great importance, and he must not let Ying Suifeng act according to his wishes. "Shadow follows the wind!" "Don't forget your identity. You are the deputy leader of the Assassin's Temple, not a street thug." "This is not a peaceful time. Most of our homes have been occupied by demons." "Our ancestors fought for thousands of years to create this land for us to survive on."

"We live in a corner of the world, and we always think about driving the demons out of our homeland so that we humans can stand up straight and live well." "But look at what you are going to do. Do you want to start a war between the Knights Templar and the Assassins Templar?" Han Qian's words made Ying Suifeng freeze in place. Yes! He was not an ordinary person, and he knew that he could not really kill Long Haochen because of Ying Wushuang's matter. If he really did that, it would definitely bring unimaginable terrible consequences. Ying Suifeng let out a long breath, his body like a deflated balloon, and he sat weakly on the sofa. At this moment, his face was ashen, and he looked extremely sad. Seeing this, Han Qian felt a little sympathetic towards him. "Okay, old man Ying, you are not a three-year-old child anymore. I think you should understand what you should and shouldn't do without me saying more." Han Qian also sat on the sofa, patted Ying Suifeng on the shoulder, and continued: "Let the younger generation handle their own affairs." "I just met with Ying Wushuang. Your grandson's future will definitely be bad." "Okay, Lao Han, you don't have to say anything." "I won't attack him again, please go back!" Before Han Qian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ying Suifeng. Now he just wants to be alone and quiet, and doesn't want to listen to even a word from others. "Okay, I'll be leaving first, you can take care of yourself!" Han Qian sighed, wiped the sweat from his forehead before leaving, thinking that he had finally brought this stubborn donkey back! At this time, in the Holy Alliance Trial Field, contestants from the six major temples who came to participate in the competition gathered here. Everyone was completely unaware of what had just happened on the second floor of the conference room. Their eyes were fixed straight ahead, hoping to do well in the finals. (End of this chapter)