Chapter 437
"And as a condition, I came to the East China Sea to live in seclusion until one day, someone appeared in front of me with this business card."
Xu Muqing and Ouyang Miao Miao looked at each other.
They both knew that this teenager Zhou Cunmao was talking about was Li Hang.
It did not occur to them that Li Hang had already calculated that today would come ten years ago.
Xu Muqing covered her two sexy thin lips.
In the midst of her surprise, there was even a touching feeling.
This touching feeling was Li Hang's dedication to her.
More than ten years of preparation, a long wait, a long time of dedication.
And now, it would finally blossom.
Meanwhile, the Wang family mansion.
Wang Sutra was as busy as a dog these two days.
He no longer had the same leisurely elegance as in the past.
Every day he was on the run, and still toiling for others.
Seventy percent of their family's properties had been allocated to the Hou family.
Although he was also able to make some profits from these industries.
But compared to before, their family's interests had decreased.
More importantly, after losing a Grand Master level expert, their family had already fallen from the list of second-rate lineage families.
Unless another Grand Master-level expert appeared, their family, from now on, would never have any chance of making a name for themselves.
They could only spend their days doing odd jobs and muddling along under the Huynh family.
Wang Sutra had just returned home and hadn't had time to drink a cup of hot tea.
The butler rushed in through the door at that moment.
"Master, master."
The butler looked excited as he spoke while reaching out and pointing to the door.
Wang Sutra had been having nightmares for the past two days.
He always dreamed that the group from the Eastern Sea would kill up to the north and find him in trouble.
Now that he saw the housekeeper looking like this again, he couldn't help but get up abruptly: "What's wrong? Are the people from the East China Sea coming to kill him?"
The steward shook his head, "No, it's Little Prince, Little Prince has returned!"
The young grandson the butler was talking about was Wang Sutaki's illegitimate son, Wang Yi Cheng.
He was the fourth in line in the family.
Wang Yi Cheng was born when Wang Suo Taki had sex with a dancer after he got drunk once.
The dancer secretly gave birth to the child and carried it to the door when it was three years old.
In order to cover up the scandal, Wang Suting sent Wang Yicheng to a sect.
This sending was for more than ten years.
For such a long time in the past, father and son were separated from each other.
When he heard that it was Wang Yicheng who had returned, Wang Suting had no expression on his face and answered indifferently.
To him, it made no difference if he had one more son or one less son.
Now the Wang family was finished.
They could only be reduced to a vassal of the Hou family.
His family's expectations, his ambitions, had all been thrown into the gutter.
Now he was busy just to keep the family's roots.
When the butler saw that Wang Sutra didn't respond, he spoke again, "Master, the young gongzi has brought back a Grand Master."
"What!?"
Wang Sutra grabbed the butler's collar and pulled his entire body to himself.
He sprayed the butler with a faceful of spittle, "What did you just say? Say it again for me!"
"Master, the young gongzi said that he brought a great master back from his division."
"And Little Duke he is now a Patriarch as well."
After a brief pause, Wang Sutra pushed the butler away and let out a loud laugh, "Hahahahaha! Heaven will not kill my Wang family!"
Wang Suotuo, who had risen suddenly, was like jumping up from a spring and immediately twisted his body and rushed out the door!
There were two men standing outside the door.
The younger one was Wang Yi Cheng.
He was dressed in a suit just like any ordinary scion of the family.
Beside him was a middle-aged man with short hair and wearing a long shirt.
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The man stood there, not saying a word, but sharp as a knife!
Even Wang Sutra did not dare to look directly at the middle-aged man's gaze.
Because, the middle-aged man carried a compelling aura with him.
Wang Sutra was surprised, but more than that, he was delighted.
He hurriedly brought the two men into the living room and served them good tea.
According to Wang Yicheng's introduction, this middle-aged man was called Tian Forgeti, his second senior brother.
Tian forgetting Xi followed Wang Yi Cheng down the mountain this time, so he did not intend to return to the division.
Wang Suo-Tuo's eyes were glowing with gold as he listened!
He was really sleepy and was given a pillow.
At a time of crisis for the family, a Patriarch's son and a Grand Master's brother fell from the sky.
Wang Suotuo told him about their family's current situation, and also gave Tian Xi an extremely generous offer.
A villa, two beautiful women, and a monthly salary of 8 million!
After hearing this, Tian Forgetfulness Xi nodded his head in agreement at once.
"Family Master, since we were young, Master has taught us that we don't get paid for what we don't get."
"Since I take so much money from you, I always have to do things for you."
"I had already heard from someone on the way here that your men and horses were in the East China Sea, and there was a break down."
"Even the clan's Grand Patriarch, was taken out."
Wang Sutra sighed long and hard, "That group of people in the East China Sea are insidious and cunning."
"They teamed up with Cold Mountain Sect Leader Zhong Wuqi and made a conspiracy to wipe out all the people we sent over there."
Tian Forgetfulness laughed coldly, "Those barbarians in the south are not strong enough and specialise in using some insidious and nasty underhanded tricks."
"I'll go and chop off the heads of these people now to pay tribute to those who died!"
As soon as he heard this, Wang Suotui hurriedly waved his hand.
He did not want the Grand Master that he had so easily gained to be oohed and ahhed by those people in the East Sea again.
"The water in that place in the East Sea is too deep, and Zhong Wuqi is still a Grand Master level expert."
"He's been famous for a long time and is the master of a sect."
"How can you deal with them if you are alone and weak?"
In Wang Sutra's opinion, the four great clans had drawn four grand masters, but they could not even help Zhong Wuqi.
This Tian Zhixi, who was a novice, would only be sent to his death if he went.
Tian Zhixi's eyes widened and his powerful aura covered Wang Suotuo.
In that instant, Wang Sutaki felt as if someone was pressing down on his shoulders and holding him down on the sofa, making him unable to move and at the same time sending chills down his spine.
A strong aura of death enveloped his entire body.
At this moment, an extreme panic sprang up in Wang Suotuo's heart.
It was as if Tian Zhixi was able to easily wipe him out with a single move of his finger.
"Zhong Wuqi? Hmph, rubbish!"
"If I want to kill him, one hand is enough!"
Pride!
Cold and arrogant!
Wildly arrogant!
The clothes on Tian Zhixi's body were windless.
A powerful aura shook Wang Suting's chest, as if it was stuffed with a ball of cotton, very uncomfortable!
Wang Yi Cheng, who was sitting next to him, smiled at this time and explained, "Dad, in fact, all along, you guys have a misconception."
"You guys are very used to judging some masters, as Patriarchs or Grand Masters."
"This kind of standard is set by the secular families themselves, it's not the same as our Jianghu sects."
"Let's use an analogy, son, although I am now a Patriarch, I may not lose even if I meet that Zhong Wu Qi, let alone my second senior brother."
Tian Forgetfulness Xi's face was cold and his voice was as sharp as a knife, "Cold Mountain is just a small sect in the midst of the world."
Then, Tian forgot to tell Wang Suting about something that only belonged to their "Jianghu circle".
Jianghu.
It is a term unique to the Chinese people.
It is not a mystery, it is all around people.
Where there are people, there is a jianghu.
Among the Jianghu, there are the titanic figures such as Shaolin and Wudang.