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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1803

At the same night, there was a phone call in this hotel.
“I need all the information about the Sun, Moon and Reading Gods and the Pavilion Master of the Sanshen Pavilion.”
“Send to my cell phone within a day.”
The deep words, like the roar of the night wind, quietly echoed under the night.
“Ok?”
“Little Lord, what do you want these materials for?”
“You don’t mean to…”
The old man on the other end of the phone trembled suddenly, and he said worriedly.
“Little Lord, don’t be impulsive.”
“Think twice!”
“Do you know that next, what you are likely to face is the only powerhouse of the gods in the world.” The
“Our Dragon Temple and Japanese martial arts have no grievances or enmity. There is no need to frown their brows at this time.”
The old man kept persuading.
However, the man was unmoved.
On the delicate face, there is peace.
Only if Pinghu stops the water, it is because of the words of the old man, there will be a slight wave of waves.
“I once promised her to accompany her to see the scenery of Dongjing.”
“My Chu Tianfan promises, how can I break my promise?”
“I have decided, you don’t have to persuade it anymore.”
“Just do it.”
The words were low, but loudly.
In the low tone, it was as firm as a stone.
No one knows what crazy decision the man in the room made at this time!
No one knows what kind of monstrous waves will be set off in the martial arts of this day!
For so many years, he rarely cares about one person, but as long as he recognizes it, even if it is blocked by thousands of people, I will still go ahead.
Even though, she will die soon.
But so what?
Since he had promised to watch the scenery of Dongjing with her, he couldn’t break his promise.
How can he let that silly girl say goodbye to the world with regret? !
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Time flies, in a blink of an eye, a few days pass.
Time came to the first day of May.
At the beginning of May, Vientiane was updated.
With the first ray of sunlight illuminating the earth, the city of Winter Capital, which has been silent for a night, is rejuvenated.
The men continued to shrink under the covers, enjoying this rare holiday comfortably.
The women, on the other hand, meet with friends and go shopping in the mall.
There are busy traffic on the road.
The major attractions are full of people.
The secular world is a prosperous and peaceful scene.
However, how can a secular person who is comfortable and enjoyable know what this day represents for the Japanese martial arts?
It was only six o’clock in the morning, when the sky was still light.
There was already noisy under Mount Fuji.
Just last night, all the managers of the six major Japanese monopoly consortia received orders from the Sword Shrine to arrange manpower to block Mount Fuji within a radius of one kilometer.
All idlers are prohibited from entering!
Regardless of their identity and background.
Therefore, early this morning, hundreds of luxury cars drove from all over and gathered at the foot of Mount Fuji.
Thousands of bodyguards escorted them and set up a cordon around Mount Fuji.
The six consortiums guarded each side to maintain law and order around them.
“Grandpa, what kind of power is the Sword God Palace?”
“Is it amazing?”
“Why should we listen to their orders.”
“Isn’t it the six consortiums that control the power of Japan?”
As one of the six consortiums, the Sanhe Consortium was naturally ordered to take people to the foot of Mount Fuji to be responsible for the blockade and security.
At this moment, Qian Chi Jing walked out of the car, wearing a luxurious dress.
She looked up at the majestic Mount Fuji in front of her, then looked at the hurried figures of other consortium leaders, and suddenly asked in confusion.

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