Chapter 2070 Obsessed

Although Ye Tianlong had never dealt with Rong Guang, he had also read the information of the Rong family and learned something from Kong Zixiong and Bai Shikang.

Rong Guang was the most disciplined and conservative person in the Rong family. He said all the right things, but almost all of them were useless.

One center, two basic points, unity and progress, and creating brilliance together were the words that Rong Guang often used when teaching the younger generation.

So although Rong Guang was the eldest son in the Rong family, his edge was not as good as the younger generation such as Rong Xueli.

"A mediocre person!"

This was the judgment given by Bai Shikang.

When Ye Tianlong checked the information, he did not find anything remarkable about Rong Guang, and subconsciously regarded him as a conservative guy.

But the momentum that just came over made Ye Tianlong feel that he underestimated this "mediocre person".

When Ye Tianlong was examining Rong Guang, Rong Guang also looked at Ye Tianlong with surprise, a little surprised at the momentum he had just burst out.

This should not be the strength of the younger generation.

Afterwards, Rong Guang quickly regained his composure and shouted in a plain and unpretentious manner: "Ye Tianlong, this is the Rong family, a forbidden place for no entry."

"You broke in without permission and injured so many of us. Do you still have the king's law in your eyes? Do you still have the law?"

Rong Guang put on a scolding posture: "Do you think the Rong family is weak and can be bullied?"

Since the construction of the Rong family garden, no one has ever been so brazen to break in. Ye Tianlong is the first person to turn the garden upside down.

At the same time, Rong Guang was a little puzzled as to why his father ordered all the machines to stop and the guards to put away their weapons.

For offenders like Ye Tianlong, they should be shot to death. Only in this way will no one come to provoke in the future.

"Of course I have the king's law and the law in my eyes, and I don't think the Rong family is weak and can be bullied."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "It's just that I have a generous gift to give to Rong Shengli, but you Rong family members are whining to stop me."

"I was worried that delaying for too long would affect Rong Shengli's mood, so I rushed in to find Rong Shengli."

He shrugged: "It's a pity that the Rong family is too big, and you blocked me, so I haven't seen Rong Shengli yet."

"Young Master Rong, how about you be kind and lead the way for me?"

At this moment, six gray-clothed men, a red-clothed woman, and more than a dozen other Rong family masters rushed over and surrounded Ye Tianlong without saying a word.

These people were all glaring, and they were extremely angry at Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong rushed all the way, but he didn't fight, but used small tricks to get rid of their attacks, and made them embarrassed, so he was naturally aggrieved.

"How dare you!"

Hearing Ye Tianlong speak his father's name, Rong Guang was furious: "Do you think you can call my father's name?"

"Ye Tianlong, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

"Come on, take him down--"

Rong Guang gave orders to the Rong family masters.

The red-clothed woman and her friends moved, compressed the encirclement, and the fighting spirit instantly spread, ready to strike with thunder and take down Ye Tianlong, the prey.

"Stop!"

Just then, a voice came from the front, and then Wang Gobi appeared. He walked in front of everyone and said to Rong Guang and the others:

"The old man wants to see Ye Tianlong, let everyone not stop him, let him in."

Hearing this, Rong Guang's face changed slightly: "Uncle Wang, Ye Tianlong is so presumptuous..."

Not only did Ye Tianlong trespass into the Rong family, he also injured so many guards, and rushed to the front of Rong Shengli's study. It was really aggrieved not to punish him.

Wang Gobi smiled faintly: "Young Master, this is what the old man meant."

Hearing that it was Rong Shengli's intention, Rong Guang had to suppress his anger. He looked at Ye Tianlong with hatred and then asked him to make way.

The woman in red could only hold back her anger and disperse the attack that was ready to be launched.

Wang Gobi looked at Ye Tianlong and gently side his hand: "Young Master Ye, please."

"The young man is teachable."

Ye Tianlong patted Rong Guang's shoulder, then laughed and walked towards the study...

Rong Guang did not get angry. On the contrary, he dispersed the remaining dissatisfaction, and the whole person returned to calmness. His eyes were like an ancient well:

No waves, deep.

Under the guidance of Wang Gobi, Ye Tianlong soon came to Rong Shengli's study, a large room with an antique style and a scent of sandalwood.

Rong Shengli was standing next to a large desk, holding a worn-out brush and moving on the rice paper, with a serious expression and writing fast.

He felt Ye Tianlong's appearance, but did not speak or stop, and continued his masterpiece.

Ye Tianlong looked sullen, his arrogance was slightly suppressed, like a sword in its sheath, no longer showing its edge.

Wang Gobi's eyes flashed with praise, and then he motioned Ye Tianlong to sit on the sofa. He quickly made a pot of good tea for Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong did not sit on the sofa, but took a few steps forward, approached the desk, and watched Rong Shengli write, and found that it was a poem by Huang Chao.

"Wait until September 8th in autumn, when my flowers bloom, all other flowers will die. The fragrance of the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor."

The poem is very domineering, and Rong Shengli is also in high spirits. His calligraphy is vigorous and powerful. It can be seen that he has been immersed in it for many years, and he has the level of a master.

Moreover, each stroke is not only vivid, but also penetrates the back of the paper, revealing a murderous aura of a hegemon.

After leaving the last word, Rong Shengli threw the brush aside, swept his left hand in the air, and the wind blew in his sleeves, letting the ink dry.

Then, Rong Shengli put his hands behind his back, looked at Ye Tianlong and asked:

"Ye Tianlong, how is my handwriting?"

His tone was as familiar as an old friend, so Ye Tianlong didn't care. He examined it and said:

"The handwriting is good, and the poetry is also OK, but the killing intent is too strong."

Ye Tianlong looked at the rice paper with killing intent, and said with a double meaning: "It would be better if Rong Lao had left a little more strength."

"Killing one person is a crime, but killing ten thousand people is a hero."

Rong Shengli pointed his finger: "Everything must be done with all your strength, and the killing intent must be thorough, otherwise how can you achieve great things?"

Ye Tianlong replied calmly: "People who achieve hegemony can have killing intent, but it can't be all killing intent."

"The killing intent is too strong, and the killing intent is too much. Once you can't control it, you will go crazy and be controlled by the killing intent."

His words were very sharp: "If you are controlled by the killing intent, you are a killing machine. What great things can you talk about?"

Rong Shengli's smile became playful: "You mean, I am obsessed?"

Wang Gobi, who was pouring tea, paused slightly and smelled a hint of gunpowder.

At the same time, Ye Tianlong felt a sense of pressure, and there were several fierce auras in the room, as if they would come out and attack him at any time.

But Ye Tianlong was still not afraid, and calmly greeted Rong Shengli's gaze:

"If Elder Rong had not gone astray, how could he sacrifice Lin Chenxue for no reason?"