As soon as Kang Wuwei said this, the atmosphere of the sword in the field suddenly became stagnant, and even Qin Ran couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After a while, he smiled coldly: "Young Master? You are so arrogant. Well, it's already this time. I'm very curious about what else she can say to me."

As he said that, Qin Ran struded his head and walked straight towards the inner hall. At first glance, he was indeed extraordinary, as if he had become the eldest young master of the Qin family from that time.

But in fact, Qin Ran did not go to the appointment alone. Beside him, in addition to the scar man who was close to the bodyguard, there was also an old man with long eyebrows.

There is no doubt that these two people are both senior officials in the same hall and their strength will never be inferior to Kang Wuwei!

But what is surprising is that Kang Wuwei did not object to this, but allowed Qin Ran to lead two "outsiders" into the inner hall representing the Qin family's power center.

If Kang Wuwei's move can be explained as some kind of compromise and concession, then the next scene suddenly made Qin Ran's heart feel a little alert.

Because Kang Wuwei did not follow them into the inner hall, but lowered his head and held the sword, and quietly guarded outside the door.

It seemed that the inner hall door, which was so close, was like a bloody mouth of a ferocious beast, waiting to swallow all the creatures coming to invade in one bite, and it was like a carefully arranged large pocket, about to catch all those who trampled on the dignity of the Qin family.

However, just as Qin Ran was unable to move forward, a familiar voice came from the house.

"Why, are there any courage to bring people from the Hall to surround me, but they don't have the courage to come in to see me?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ran turned his head and looked at the two masters of the hall next to him. Then the old man with long eyebrows waved his sleeves and threw a mute dust pearl into the hall.

The next moment, the room was shining brightly, and all the furnishings were visible, and Qin Yan's cold face also appeared.

Just like countless nights in the past six months, Qin Yan was sitting upright on the Qiuli yellow-wood chair behind the desk, with a large pile of documents that she urgently needed to deal with and make decisions on the desk. The ink stains in the inkstone at hand had dried up, a white jade pen resting on her head, and the remaining warmth was still left on the pen holder.

There was no one else in the hall except Qin Yan.

The scar man immediately lit up the blue martial arts pattern on his wrist. A mist of water immediately surged out of his qi sea and soon filled every corner of the inner hall, like a sudden sea water, wrapping the entire main hall in, tightly fitting.

Then he turned around and nodded to Qin Ran.

But even so, Qin Ran still kept his caution enough. He bowed slightly and said to the old man with long eyebrows: "Crane worship, this Mr. Kang will be handed over to you."

The old man with long eyebrows nodded and took two steps towards the position where Kang Wuwei stood without any concealment, blocking Kang Wuwei and the inner hall with his own body.

In this way, Qin Ran's face finally regained his smile, and then he stepped into the inner hall with the scar man.

As the richest family of the Dajin Dynasty, the Qin family opened the seven prefectures of Dajin, and there was a hall in almost every city. However, there was no doubt that the main hall located in Luoyang, Kyoto, covers the largest area and the architectural style is the most magnificent.

But people don’t know that, as the core and most important inner hall in the Good Hall, it is actually just a small house with a radius of less than 30.

In other words, a small house that can see everything at a glance, but every day all information from all over the country is collected here. A financial and tax documents related to the country and people's livelihood are sent here. Similarly, countless resolutions that affect people's daily lives and even the fate of the country are released from here.

From a certain perspective, the Qin family’s inner hall has the meaning of an imperial study.

Qin Ran looked around at the familiar or unfamiliar furnishings, and a faint nostalgia and a strong desire to possessiveness finally arose in his heart.

At the beginning, this room was Qin Xiaohua's study.

Later, Qin Xiaohua lived in seclusion behind the scenes, and the inner hall became the shopkeeper of the main hall and the place where Wei Zhiyuan worked.

Later, the fourth master of the Qin family, Qin Tai, also stayed here for a while.

But in the end, this room belongs to the future owner of the Qin family, the young master of the Qin family, and Qin Yan.

Once upon a time, Qin Ran had infinitely longed for how energetic he would be when he sat on the autumn pear yellow wooden chair one day. In fact, if it weren't for the tribe competition last year, it would be just a matter of time before he sat in this position.

But, a sister who had been exiled for many years, and a country boy who had emerged from somewhere, smashed his future to pieces.

The dignity he once proud of was trampled on was trampled on, and the father he loved most was murdered.

This hatred is irreconcilable!

From the day he left the Qin family and Luoyang City, he swore that he would one day take back everything he had and make the blood debts of the culprits who ruined his family and died!

Now, he is here.

Shantang is still his. As for the sister who pretended to be calm and arrogant at this time, she would apologize for her death.

Qin Ran thought so, slowly shifted his eyes to Qin Yan and smiled and said, "Sister Yan'er, I remember that when I was a child, did you? Success, king, defeat, bandits are the truest truth in this world. This time, if you lose, don't make a meaningless struggle. Give up your defeat, so that you will be good to you and me."

Qin Yan looked at Qin Ran seriously, and did not follow his words, but said in a deep voice: "You shouldn't be hooked and union hall."

Qin Ran smiled and shook his head: "It seems that Sister Yan'er doesn't know yet. This Hetang, which you regard as a thorn in your eyes and a thorn in your flesh, is actually His Majesty's. If Your Majesty wants to deal with the Qin family, what can you do if the ancestor is resurrected from the dead? This Da Jin is Your Majesty's Da Jin, and this Luoyang is also Your Majesty's Luoyang. Your Majesty's order, who dares not to obey in the world!"

"This is not called collusion, but to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Don't worry, as long as I am still alive, I will retain the last trace of the Qin family's bloodline. I will continue the five hundred years of inheritance of the Qin family for you..."

Qin Yan did not seem too surprised, because today's Judgment Office and the Imperial Guards united in the wing hall. When Qin Ran held the imperial edict in hand to show off his power, she had already guessed the truth of the matter.

So she directly interrupted Qin Ran: "You shouldn't have killed the fourth uncle like this."

"Hahahaha..." Hearing this, Qin Ran couldn't help laughing loudly, and then said, "Don't worry, not only the fourth uncle, but also the ninth uncle, the fifth uncle, and Cao worshipped them, they all had to die in the end. With so many people going underground to accompany the ancestor, I guess he wouldn't be lonely either."

Qin Ran thought that his words would anger Qin Yan, but unfortunately, the indifference on Qin Yan's face disappointed him.

Then he heard the third sentence that Qin Yan said shouldn't be.

"You should not recognize the thief as your father."
Chapter completed!