Zhou Qi closed his eyes, and everyone's information flashed in his mind.
The burly man's name is Zhao Wuji, Foundation Establishment, Seventh Layer is the pinnacle.
He is a rough-and-tough person, but not enough. He wanted to make a fuss in the dark, but the woman saw through it.
The young men in white are called Su Wenyuan, Foundation Establishment, Eighth-Layer Mid-Stage.
It was him who came to explore his own strength.
The thin middle-aged people are called Han Qianshan, Foundation Establishment, Eighth-Layer Peak.
He is also a scheming person. He is giving advice on the surface, but in fact he is inciting Zhao Wuji to become a gunman.
Red-robed Woman Shen Hongyuan, Foundation Establishment, Ninth Layer Peak.
The strongest person in the audience looks very young, but at the age of twenty-seven or eighty, he is actually Foundation Establishment, Ninth Layer Peak.
This person has never looked directly at Zhou Qi since he first came in. Just now Zhao Wuji's Gong Huo was glared at her with a hint of murderous intent. I guess he is a smart person who is strong enough but doesn't want others to use him as a gun.
Indeed, the heroes of the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river.
Zhou Qi sighed secretly, withdrew his perception, and continued to close his eyes and rest.
After about a stick of incense, his Divine Sense caught a familiar scent approaching.
The door was pushed open.
A young man in white clothes walked in. He was in his early twenties, with a handsome face and a tall body. A black heavy sword hung on his waist with a simple scabbard.
His aura was calm and restrained, but there was a hint of fierceness.
Xiao Huo.
Su Wenyuan greeted him again and announced his home address as usual.
Xiao Huo glanced at him and simply said, "White Tan City, Xiao Huo."
Then, he did exactly the same thing as Zhou Qi, walked to an empty chair, sat down, and closed his eyes.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Su Wenyuan and laughed out loud, looking at Su Wenyuan like a clown. Although he didn't dare to get angry with his words, the ridicule was very obvious.
Su Wenyuan was calm, swaying his folding fan slightly, with a smile on his face, his expression remained the same, but there was also a trace of discomfort in his eyes.
The scene remained quiet for half an hour, and then the sound of soft footsteps came from outside the door again.
The footsteps are not heavy, but the rhythm is very steady.
The door was pushed open, and an old eunuch wearing a python robe walked in.
His face was white and beardless, his hair was gray and combed meticulously.
Wearing a dark purple python robe, the corners of the robe are embroidered with golden cloud patterns, and a jade belt is tied around the waist. He walks calmly and does not look sideways.
It was the eunuch who went to the inn a few days ago to invite Zhou Qi to live in the palace.
Chen Fu.
Directorate of Ceremonial Palm Print Eunuch, the emperor's companion.
Although his strength is average, within this Imperial City, his power is second only to the emperor himself.
Five people in the room stood up at the same time, and even Shen Hongyuan, who had been silent, put away his sword and nodded slightly.
Zhao Wuji even bent down and lowered his head, as respectfully as if he were meeting an elder.
Xiao Huo Although he is also arrogant, he still gives face to those in power and stands up.
In this way, an alien appeared in the field.
Zhou Qi was still concentrating with his eyes closed, not opening his eyes at all.
Chen Fu stood in the center of the room, his eyes swept across the faces of the five people, and finally glanced at Zhou Qi who was sitting there. As if this was the way it should be, he returned his eyes to the five people.
The five people all took a quick look at Zhou Qi, and their thoughts were slightly moved. Even Shen Hongyuan was a little dissatisfied with it.
Everyone stood up to greet you, except you, who seemed to be the only one who was not afraid of power.
Zhao Wuji spoke again, "Eunuch Chen, it seems that someone doesn't give you face."
The same low-level provocation.
Eunuch Chen frowned slightly, not at Zhou Qi, but at Zhao Wuji: "I don't think Mr. Zhao is bothering, the Za family is just a servant."
Zhao Wuji had no eyesight, and a hint of joy arose in his heart. He didn't hear the words, and thought Eunuch Chen was dissatisfied with Zhou Qi.
But no one knew what Eunuch Chen was thinking, and even if they gave him ten thousand courages, they would not dare to provoke Zhou Qi.
Everyone sitting here does not know the details of Zhou Qi, but Eunuch Chen knows it very well.
In the battle that night, the strength displayed by Zhou Qi made the emperor lower his head.
Eunuch Chen continued to speak, his voice was high-pitched but not harsh, and every word was clear. "On your Majesty's order, we are here to deliver a message to you."
"In this selection, the six seeded players do not need to participate in the first two rounds of knockout rounds and will directly advance to the top 64. The third stage of knockout rounds will be held three days later, and you will appear again at that time."
"In the past few days, you need to watch the game in the stands, and you will participate in the 64-strong competition in three days."
"Do you understand everything?"
Everyone responded in unison, "Understood."
Chen Fu nodded, but did not leave immediately.
His eyes moved around the faces of the five people, and finally landed on Zhou Qi.
His originally arrogant demeanor changed subtly at this moment. He bent slightly at the waist, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes became more cautious and respectful.
He walked towards Zhou Qi with small steps.
Zhao Wuji on the side was moved when he saw this scene, secretly thinking that Eunuch Chen was going to make trouble for him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked like he was watching a show.
Shen Hongyuan was also holding his sword, looking at how this unreasonable Foundation Establishment, Ninth Layer should deal with Eunuch Chen, a person in power.
Xiao Huo seemed to have heard something. He was shocked at first when he saw the scene in front of him, and then showed amusement.
Eunuch Chen quickly walked to Zhou Qi.
Zhao Wuji is watching excitedly, he's coming, he's coming, it's time to slap him in the face, let you pretend!
Shen Hongyuan pretended not to care and continued to clean the sword, but his eyes all drifted here.
However, Mr. Chen spoke up.
It's just the right amount of flattery:
"Mr. Zhou, His Majesty has hosted a banquet in the side hall. I would like to ask you to take a closer look. You see..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four people in the room were stunned at the same time.
Your Majesty?
Hosting a banquet?
Let's talk about it step by step?
Zhao Wuji opened his mouth wide with a look of disbelief.
Su Wenyuan's folding fan stopped on his chest, its surface trembling slightly.
Shen Hongyuan didn't care about cleaning the sword, his eyes fell on Zhou Qi, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Han Qianshan opened his eyes, his pupils shrank, and the sinister look on his face was replaced by shock.
On the contrary, it was Xiao Huo who showed an expression of "Sure enough".
Zhou Qi opened his eyes, his expression unchanged, and looked at Eunuch Chen.
I have already rejected Xianwu once a few days ago. It would be too disrespectful to refuse the invitation this time.
After all, we are still competing on someone else's territory.
So he stood up, straightened his clothes, picked up the knife beside him, and said calmly, "Lead the way."
Chen Fu led the way sideways, bending even lower, and his posture was as low as the dust.
The two of them walked out of the quiet room one after another, and the sound of their footsteps gradually faded away.
Everyone in the room was left looking shocked.
The room was quiet for a moment, and then the pot exploded.
Zhao Wuji was the first to speak, his voice was very low, but he couldn't suppress the shock. "Why is Eunuch Chen so respectful to him?"
Su Wenyuan closed the folding fan and slapped it on the table. "Didn't you hear? His Majesty summoned him!"
"His Majesty held a banquet to summon him in person?" Zhao Wuji swallowed, "What is this person's background?"
Han Qianshan was still sitting in the corner, thinking about the situation and saying nothing.
Su Hongyuan paused for a while and then continued to wipe the sword, but the fear in his eyes became a little deeper.