The office door was gently pushed open, and Xi Zhe's figure appeared at the door.
Even though he is also Forbidden Curse Mage, he does not dare to show any aura at this moment. His steps are very light, his hands hang naturally by his side, and his breathing is deliberately slowed down, as if he is afraid of disturbing the people in the room.
"Sir Su Lu." Xi Zhe walked to the desk and stopped three steps away, bowed slightly, and his voice was appropriately respectful.
His eyes fell on the chair of Su Lu, and he did not dare to move away in the slightest.
The energy fluctuations left by Su Lu when he was angry just now have not completely dissipated, and the residual pressure in the air made his back feel cold.
Su Lu was sitting on a large leather seat with a cigar between his fingertips. Smoke swirled in front of his eyes, blurring his expression.
He did not raise his head immediately, but slowly blew out a smoke ring. His voice was calm but with unquestionable majesty. "Do you know why I came to you?"
Xi Zhe's heart tightened, and he quickly replied, "I guess it's because of that Chen Lang matter."
He had already learned from his subordinates that the Desert Team had been wiped out, and he also knew that with Su Lu's character, he would never tolerate such a "mistake."
Having been with Su Lu for so long, he knows better than anyone else how terrifying Su Lu is. Not only does the other party's magical attainments far exceed his own, he is also good at playing with power and has ruthless methods. No one knows how many competitors have died at his hands over the years.
When he first reached the Forbidden Curse, he might have thought that the Forbidden Curse was invincible. But when he reached this level and saw a stronger person, he understood.
Forbidden spells still have strengths and weaknesses!
This is why Xi Zhe is now willing to obey Su Lu's orders and become his subordinate.
Su Lu finally raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Xi Zhe like a hawk, with a sense of scrutiny. "It seems that you are quite informed."
He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a "tap" sound, and each sound was like a knock on Xi Zhe's heart, "Two Peak Mage, several ultra-level full cultivators, not even a single ultra-level... Do you think it's my people who are too useless, or is this Chen Lang hidden too deeply?"
Beads of sweat oozed from Xi Zhe's forehead, and he quickly said, "Sir, Chen Lang can kill Peak Mage instantly, which is definitely not an ordinary super level. From what I see, it may be because of the Heavenly Seed on him."
He deliberately avoided the word "waste", and belittling his colleagues in front of Su Lu was tantamount to indirectly questioning his decision-making.
However, it happens that he also knows something about Chen Lang, and it is clear that he has mastered several Heavenly Seed.
Needless to say, Chen Lang is a lucky person, and Heavenly Seed is truly a rare thing. You may not be able to have many Forbidden Curse Mages, but who would have thought that Chen Lang has more than one!!
Su Lu sneered and put out the cigar in the crystal ashtray, "So what if he owns Heavenly Seed. If he dares to ruin my business, he will have to pay the price. Moreover, such a person, doesn't he deserve to die even more!"
"Yes, sir." Xi Zhe responded and left...
In the rest room of Dubai.
Chen Lang is sitting at the desk. In his opinion, no matter how rampant Su Lu is, he will not arrange for anyone to take action against Dubai.
However, Chen Lang naturally planned to decorate this room that belonged to him.
I was careless before, I didn't expect Su Lu to act so decisively. But now, he will naturally not give him this chance again.
If the two top level masters and several super-level cultivators cannot defeat him, Su Lu will probably arrange for a stronger mage to deal with him.
He doesn't know about others, but the forbidden curse Xi Zhe is an extremely loyal vicious dog under Su Lu.
Chen Lang is naturally not afraid of the forbidden curse, but he can't really fight Su Lu at this stage. He still plans to wait for Su Lu's Dragon Hunting Ritual to start and take advantage of it.
Black Dragon Emperor follows Su Lu, that is simply blind, it is better to let yourself become its master.
But Chen Lang also knows very well that Black Dragon Emperor's power is not weak. If Su Lu hadn't suppressed him with various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and restrained magic circles, he wouldn't have had much chance to conquer... even if he was wearing Armor Robe.
On the contrary, if Su Lu is allowed to be defeated by the Black Dragon's aura first, then it will be easier to capture the Black Dragon.
Chen Lang does not have Summoning System, but in the family's treasure house, he obtained a special vessel that can be contracted to Demonic Beast.
This kind of contract vessel naturally has an upper limit, but it is still enough to deal with a suppressed Black Dragon Emperor.
Of course, true dragon training ultimately relies on strength.
And with this strength, Chen Lang is confident!
Zu Hengyao's office is filled with light sandalwood. The bookshelves are filled with yellowed ancient books and magic scrolls. The sun shines through the blinds, casting interlaced light and shadow on the floor.
He sat behind the large mahogany desk, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and his eyes fell on Chen Lang, with a bit of scrutiny, but also a bit of understanding.
"Did Su Lu attack you last night?" Zu Hengyao asked straight to the point without beating around the bush.
Chen Lang pulled up a chair and sat down. His fingertips casually ran across the handle of the chair, and his tone was indifferent. "It seems that your reactions are also very sensitive."
He was not surprised that Zu Hengyao would notice that there was quite a lot of movement in the battle in the desert. In addition, the spatial fluctuations of the barrier set up in his room could not be hidden from the eyes of the association elders.
It's just that these old guys are just waiting and watching.
"Although it's a bit far from here, with such a big movement and the space fluctuations in your room, I still have some guesses." Zu Hengyao picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, his tone flat but with hidden meaning. When Chen Lang heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes instantly became colder. "Then, since you know everything, why didn't you come to help me?"
He didn't really complain, but he wanted to test Zu Hengyao's position. He just wanted to sit back and watch the tigers fight, waiting to reap the benefits.
"Looking at your state, Su Lu has underestimated you."
Zu Hengyao heard the dissatisfaction in Chen Lang's words, but did not panic at all. Instead, he laughed, with the shrewdness of an old fox in his eyes. "If you can't even solve the first siege on your own, what hope do I have of following you?"
He put down the tea cup, leaned forward slightly, and his tone became serious, "Su Lu's power is far more than what is seen on the surface. No one can tell how many trump cards there are in the dark. Let me follow you, at least you have to prove that you are an existence that can truly compete with Su Lu, rather than a burden that needs my protection at all times."
Chen Lang was silent for a moment, and the displeasure in his heart gradually dissipated.
He naturally understands what Zu Hengyao means. In this magical world where the jungle is strong and the jungle is strong, how can one make people sacrifice their lives without sufficient strength?
"Last night Su Lu arranged for two Peak Mage, digital super-level full cultivators." Chen Lang said casually.
Hearing what Chen Lang said, Zu Hengyao was a little surprised!
To deal with a Super-level Mage like Chen Lang, he actually arranged so many strong people?
The most outrageous thing is that Chen Lang survived well in the end...