After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Qi Dabao and Qi Erbao knew that this was their Qi family's last fight.

Shen Changfeng is the card that Qi Xiaolin prepared in advance, and now it is time to use it.

The two did not dare to be careless and quickly prepared the car to send Qi Xiaolin to Changfeng Villa.

Just when Qi Xiaolin took his two sons away from the hospital, Shen Changfeng, who was sitting restlessly in Changfeng Villa, suddenly received a call.

After the call was connected, it turned out to be Wei Xiaodao calling.

His expression was startled, and he quickly asked: "What instructions does Wei Taibao have?"

After the last battle, he already knew that he and Long San were not on the same level.

Especially the guy named Pi Yangyang, he is really terrifying.

With this person around, he no longer had any courage to compete with Long San for the position of underground emperor, and even the thought of revenge completely disappeared.

As long as he can ensure a peaceful old age, he will feel very satisfied.

But he knew that the fight between the Zhao and Qi families in the capital had not yet ended, and Qi Xiaolin would sooner or later come after him.

So, although I felt helpless when I received Wei Xiaodao's call, I was not too surprised.

"Qi Xiaolin and his son came to Changfeng Villa to look for you. Do you know how to deal with them?"

Wei Xiaodao's voice was cold.

Shen Changfeng's expression became serious, and he said respectfully: "Don't worry, Taibao, I will handle it well."

"Well, Master Long said that after this matter is over, he will consider letting you join the Longmen Hall. It's up to you to decide when the time comes."

Wei Xiaodao said this calmly and hung up the phone.

"Xiao Liu, hurry up and pass the order down. Everyone must know that I have been seriously ill for several days and can't get out of bed."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Changfeng's eyes rolled and he quickly spoke to the young man who was waiting for him.

"Yes, Master Feng!"

Xiaoliu agreed, immediately turned around and left the room to make arrangements.

Shen Changfeng hurried to the bedroom and lay on the bed.

After thinking about it, he asked someone to wring out a towel and cover his forehead with it, and then covered his body with two quilts.

Anyone who looks at him can tell that he is a seriously ill old man.

An hour later, Qi Xiaolin, his son and his two sons arrived at Changfeng Villa.

Xiaoliu had already given the order, and everyone in the villa spoke with the same voice.

Qi Xiaolin and the other two got out of the car, but were not in a hurry to go in. Instead, they looked at the gate of the villa, with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"Dad, didn't you say that our Qi family has several master-level priests? Why do we still need to look for Shen Changfeng?"

Qi Dabao said with some confusion.

"Do you think that only our Qi family has offerings, and his Zhao family doesn't? Experts are used to deal with experts. Small soldiers and crab generals should naturally be dealt with by people like Shen Changfeng."

Qi Xiaolin glanced at Qi Dabao and said.

Qi Erbao said: "Yes, although Long San is dead, Longmen is still there. If those guards are willing to fight for the Zhao family, it will be a big trouble. With Shen Changfeng's help, he will take care of the trouble for us. We just need to focus on dealing with the masters of the Zhao family..."

Qi Xiaolin glanced at Qi Erbao with satisfaction, nodded and said, "Dabao, you are too honest! Sometimes I really doubt whether you are my son, Qi Xiaolin. You always look at things less clearly than Erbao..."

But Qi Erbao smiled and said, "Dad, you can't say that about my elder brother. He is a real man. In fact, he has a very high prestige in the group."

Qi Dabao's heart sank and he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Qi Sanbao had reminded him many times, both explicitly and implicitly, to be careful of his second brother.

According to Qi Sanbao, Qi Erbao is much more cunning than Qi Dabao. Moreover, Qi Erbao has always felt that his ability is better than Qi Dabao, so it is only natural for him to replace Qi Dabao.

Qi Dabao didn’t take it seriously before.

After the business war with the Zhao family in the past few days, he has realized that Qi Sanbao's worries are not groundless.

He suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

The Qi family is now in a precarious situation, but Qi Erbao is still thinking about competing with him for control of the family.

With brothers like this, why worry about the collapse of the Qi family?

But he didn't say much, because he knew in his heart that Qi Xiaolin always preferred the clever Qi Erbao.

If I raise any doubts, I will definitely be scolded by Qi Xiaolin.

"Well, I thought things were too simple. Our father has always been in charge of family affairs, and I just carried out many things out of habit without giving it much thought."

Qi Xiaolin let out a long sigh and said, "I am already old, and the Qi family will eventually be handed over to you. If you are still so honest, how can I trust you to hand over the entire family to you?"

Qi Dabao said guiltily: "I'm sorry to disappoint my father. I will think twice before doing anything in the future."

Just then, Xiaoliu came out.

"Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi, why did you suddenly come to Changfeng Villa?"

He stood at the door and said with a bow.

Qi Xiaolin's face darkened slightly, and he said unhappily, "Why? We came to Changfeng Villa, but Master Feng is not even willing to go out to greet us?"

Xiao Liu said quickly, "Please forgive me, old man. It's not that Master Feng is unwilling to come out to greet us, but Master Feng suddenly fell ill a few days ago and couldn't get any better after seeking medical treatment in many places. He was so discouraged that he went home to recuperate. But his condition is serious and he really can't come out to greet us..."

"Oh, Master Feng is sick?"

Before Xiaoliu could finish speaking, Qi Xiaolin's eyes flickered, obviously with some suspicion.

"Yes, all of a sudden, I couldn't eat or drink anything, and my whole body ached and I felt weak. It was even difficult for me to get out of bed. I have been lying in bed for two or three days."

Xiaoliu answered calmly.

"Since Master Feng is ill, we should go and see him. But we came in a hurry and didn't know Master Feng was ill. We didn't prepare any gifts. Master Feng won't be offended, right?"

Qi Xiaolin still spoke very politely.

Xiao Liu said, "What did Mr. Qi say? It is an honor for Mr. Feng that you can come to see him. Please, all three of you!"

Then he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Qi Erbao whispered, "Dad, how could it be such a coincidence? Why did he get sick at this time? Is he pretending?"

Qi Dabao said, "That's not the case, is it? We decided to come here suddenly and didn't tell anyone. How did he know we were coming and pretend to be sick in advance?"

Qi Xiaolin's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't guess, just go and see and you will know."

Led by Xiaoliu, Qi Xiaolin and his two sons came to Qi Xiaolin's living room.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong aroma of medicine. A servant was holding a bowl of medicine and feeding Shen Changfeng one spoonful at a time.

"Master Qi...you are here..."

Seeing Qi Xiaolin coming in, he stretched out his hand to block the medicine that was being fed to him and spoke in a weak voice.

Qi Xiaolin took a quick glance and saw that he was covered with two thick quilts and had a towel on his forehead. His face was dull and lifeless, and it was difficult for him to open his eyes. He looked like he was indeed seriously ill.

"Master Feng, you are so sick, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Qi Xiaolin endured the pungent smell of medicine, walked to the bedside, and asked with concern.

Shen Changfeng sighed softly and said, "I went to see a doctor and had several examinations, but they couldn't even tell me what disease I had. I had no choice but to find a folk Chinese medicine practitioner, who prescribed some medicine for me. It actually worked a little..."

Xiao Liu said, "If the old man had come in the morning, Master Feng wouldn't have recognized him at all. After drinking the old Chinese doctor's medicine, he is now more sober."

Qi Xiaolin said in surprise: "Is it so serious? Master Feng is a martial artist, his body shouldn't be so weak. Why did he suddenly get so sick this time?"

"Alas... No matter how healthy I am, I am old after all. I didn't pay attention to the minor ailments I had when I was young. I didn't expect that they would accumulate and become serious. This time, they broke out completely..."

Shen Changfeng said with a wry smile.

Then, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and with a concerned look on his face, he asked, "Old man, how is the business war with the Zhao family going? The Zhao family can't stand it anymore, right?"

Qi Erbao's expression changed slightly and his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

Qi Xiaolin sighed and said, "The Zhao family is more powerful than I thought. Now my Qi family is in trouble. I came to you today to ask Qingyi Hall to make a final stand with the Zhao family...but..."

Shen Changfeng said sadly: "I would like to help the old man, but looking at my situation, I am afraid I am powerless..."

Qi Erbao couldn't help but said, "Master Feng, are you pretending to be sick and deliberately avoiding my Qi family?"