The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 429 The Chosen One

  The old man whispered to Li Rongsen, "You are not from Xicheng after all, but I know you also want to help out."

   "That's right." Li Rongsen nodded.

   "It must be justified."

   "How is it justifiable?" Li Rongsen thought this was important, and An Yan just used this excuse to evade himself.

  The old man took out a roll of silk paper from his sleeve, saw the paper spread out and hung in the air, and said, "No, you just need to write your name on this piece of paper."

   "Why write it here?"

   "Everyone in our West City needs to put their names on the record, and everyone has to do this." The old man said solemnly, and asked him again, "You should be willing?"

  Li Rongsen pondered these words with his eyes lowered, and asked himself why he became a Xicheng native, and for whom he became a Xicheng native. He must think clearly about any signature, but he cannot write at will.

   The old man frowned, and he said again: "You are a brother of life and death at the banquet, Qingqiu, he has been from Xicheng for a long time."

   "Is he also a city slave?" Li Rongsen asked. He pointed to the word "city slave" on the paper, and said, "Whose slave is the city slave, and what should I do?"

  The old man thought this was very troublesome. He thought Li Rongsen would sign without saying a word, but he got so many questions that he annoyed him and said, "Do you like to sign or not."

   "I don't know how to sign." Li Rongsen said confidently.

   "Old man, what are you doing?" An Yan walked in from outside the house, she saw them sneaking.

  The old man hurriedly put away the scroll, and listened to Li Rongsen say, "It's Guancheng."

   "The things arranged in the city." The old man hurriedly rushed over and said, "Leave all the things in the city here to me, the city lord will go and return early."

  An Yan looked at the old man with a chuckle, and asked, "Why are you running behind instead of watching?"

   "Let's chat with Mr. Li, he should go with you. I naturally have to tell him a few words. I have always been very optimistic about him." After saying this, the old man ran out.

  An Yan asked: "What did he tell you?"

   "He asked me to sign a letter, saying that it would be justifiable." Li Rongsen did not hide it from her.

   "Did you sign it?"

   "How could I sign at will."

  An Yan nodded and said, "That's fine, don't sign at random, at least make it clear."

   "Let's go to the front and see how the people pick." Li Rongsen said, and went out of the house first, walking forward. But An Yan remembered a lot of things in the house before, and when Li Rongsen signed his name before, he actually didn't know what the responsibilities of the city slaves were.

  The main hall in front was already overcrowded, as if all the men in the city had come, and there were even some women.

  I thought this was a bad job, and no one would be willing to go. Who knew that they were all rushing to go, saying that they wanted to protect An Yan. An Yan was naturally very moved, but it was impossible to bring everyone along, and she planned to pick a hundred people to go there.

But at this time, he saw a man stepped forward. He was quite manly. He could not be described as handsome, but heroic. He said, "City Lord, it is enough to take one of me, but I want to take one. A reward of a hundred people."

   "You can only receive one person's reward." The old man reminded him, and thought the man was really rude.

   The man looked at the old man and said, "Old man, you should still remember the kung fu trick."

   "What?" The old man was surprised, and then said, "This kind of kung fu has long been lost, and it was left by the descendants of the female disaster, how could you?" The old man couldn't help but doubt it.

  The man didn't care, and said, "Then please let the city owner go out with me to have a look, and then I'm forbidden to go out first."

  An Yan is also very curious, she knows that playing with mud is a matter of inheritance, and there is also a rule that women are not passed on to men. He is a man, how can it be.

   Everyone went out behind him.

  Yan Qingqiu didn't care about this, but asked Li Rongsen, "Hey, the old man asked you to sign, did you sign it?"

   "No." Li Rongsen answered him simply.

   "Why don't you sign, don't you want to be from Xicheng?"

   "What kind of thing is a city slave, I'm embarrassed to hear it." Li Rongsen told him the truth and asked him again, "You signed this too, are you also a city slave in Xicheng?"

   "Of course I am not."

   "Then why should I be?" Li Rongsen asked bluntly.

  Yan Qingqiu frowned, he was speechless, and he didn't intend to explain further, let's take a step by step, there will always be a day when he is willing to sign.

  The outside was already crowded with people, An Yan and the old man stood side by side, asking the man who boasted about the sea just now to start.

   The man started to get lucky, and then he waved his hands like he was doing Tai Chi. Then he saw a willow branch flashing out of his hand. With just a slight wave, a lot of people appeared on the ground.

The old man was taken aback and said, "It's true." He asked the man again, "This is a kung fu created by people who came after women's misfortune, and it can only be passed on to women, not men. Where did you steal it from? "

   "After tens of thousands of years, there is no way to pass on a woman to a man. If you don't pass it on, it will disappear." The man said.

   "What's your name and how did you come to Xicheng? I think you are very familiar, as if you've never met before." An Yan asked him, feeling puzzled.

  The man said: "My name is Kongyun, I was picked up by you, you should not remember."

  An Yan approached him, looked up and down, and said, "I didn't expect to grow so tall."

  The old man was still shaving his beard, thinking that there are such capable people in the city. It would be good to be a city slave, but unfortunately he is not very handsome, but he is also heroic.

Li Rongsen stood by the old man's side and heard what he was saying clearly. He couldn't help but be surprised. He wondered what this city slave was doing. He had to be both capable and handsome, like choosing a harem. .

  An Yan was wholeheartedly in Taiping City, and naturally she couldn't think of many things. Seeing Kongyun's interests, she made up her mind and said, "Okay, then I'll take you there, and the others will leave."

  Others also knew that they were no match for Kongyun, and that no one liked fighting, so they all went back, and at this time, the mount of the Dark Moon Realm Lord also came.

  The old man stepped forward and said to Kongyun, "Since you volunteered to go, you should take protecting the safety of the city lord as your responsibility, and don't be sloppy."

   "Naturally, I am also doing this to repay my gratitude." Kongyun nodded.

  An Yan was the first to get on the big boat, but was stopped by the old man. He said, "City Lord, no matter what, you should put on your shirt."

   "What shirt do you want to wear? Let's make a quick decision. I'll be back in a while." An Yan didn't care, and she thought this casual dress on her body was good.

"City lord, it's really not good. It's okay to wear the clothes of the city lord. Now this is a big battle. In the future, people in this world will know. And you are wearing clothes from outside." The old man was a little disgusted. .

   "Why didn't you say anything?" An Yan frowned.

  The old man lowered his eyes and smiled and said, "I just remembered it too."

   "I just need to wear a black robe." An Yan waved her hand and saw that she had a black robe on her body, and no one could see her appearance.

  Li Rongsen thought it was so amazing, and also thought that An Yan was so handsome.

When the old man saw that they were all on the boat, he waved his hand and said, "I'll prepare a feast for you. Come back early."

   The big ship started, and An Yan and the three of them walked into the cabin.

   Listen to An Yan say: "You all sit down, I have to speed up a bit, saving people is like putting out a fire."

   (end of this chapter)