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Chapter 300: The owner of Shenxiao Tower is still alive? Inherited culture [2 more]

This knife——

Xie Linyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and took a few steps closer, hoping to see it more carefully.

But at this moment, Yan Tingfeng instantly put the knife back.

"Stop." He said coldly, "Although I can't see you, it doesn't mean I can't sense you."

Xie Linyuan's eyes narrowed even deeper, he stood where he was and really didn't move forward.

This person is indeed not a simple person.

The knife in Yan Tingfeng's hand reminded him of an old friend——

The owner of Shenxiao Tower.

It is rumored in the martial arts world that the owner of Shenxiao Tower is proficient in martial arts from all schools and sects, which enables him to sit firmly on the position of the supreme master of the martial arts world and is truly the number one in the martial arts world.

But the weapon of the Lord of Shenxiao Tower is a knife.

His swordsmanship is unrivaled in the world.

Xie Linyuan had fought with the Lord of Shenxiao Tower before and knew how powerful and treacherous the Lord of Shenxiao Tower's swordsmanship was.

The scene of Yan Tingfeng wiping the blade just now made him think of the master of Shenxiao Tower for no reason.

But the Lord of Shenxiao Tower is definitely not so weak.

After all, as the supreme master of the martial arts world, one must have a strong physique.

After a long silence, Yan Tingfeng suddenly spoke again: "But if you have no ill will towards her, I will not do it."

As long as someone is good to Ye Wanlan, he will be infinitely tolerant.

Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows.

This boy really cares about his junior sister.

But he still had to continue observing.

Xie Linyuan returned to Ye Wanlan's room. He leaned against the window silently and didn't say a word.

"Big Brother has been very silent since he came back from his trip." Ye Wanlan put away the documents he had processed. "What headache is he thinking about?"

"I was thinking about the owner of Shenxiao Tower." Xie Linyuan answered subconsciously, "His swordsmanship is indeed superb. If he hadn't had things to do in the tower at the time and was in a hurry to leave, I'm afraid I really wouldn't be his opponent if the fight continued."

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "You have fought with him before, but didn't you find out his swordsmanship?"

This sentence made Xie Linyuan's expression pause. Three seconds later, he said in disbelief: "Nine Heavenly Swords?!"

"Well." Ye Wanlan said lazily, "He is the master's second disciple. After all, he is our fellow disciple. I will call him Second Senior Brother, and you can call him Second Junior Brother."

"I remember now..." Xie Linyuan was silent for a moment, "The old man seemed to want to talk to me about this, but I ignored him."

Because of his practice of swordsmanship, Xie Leyou had many enemies in the martial arts world, which indirectly led to the death of his mother.

Throughout his life, he never forgave Xie Leyou.

This is also why he only dared to look at Lin Fanyin from afar but did not dare to get close.

He was always afraid that he would follow the same path as his father.

It was not until many years after Xie Leyou passed away that he began to let go.

“Yes, it’s the Nine Heavenly Swords, but he changed it to swordsmanship.” Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, “He is indeed a martial arts genius, and my brother also admits this.”

"I see." Xie Linyuan seemed to be thinking, "He is also proficient in the Nine Heavenly Swords. His improved swordsmanship can even break the weaknesses of the Nine Heavenly Swords. No wonder when I fight him, I always feel like I am fighting against another me."

Ye Wanlan asked again: "Why did you suddenly think of the Lord of Shenxiao Tower?"

"I wonder, with his strength, maybe he didn't die in that battle." Xie Linyuan said slowly, "His martial arts skills are unfathomable. The old man once said that he is the one who is most likely to break through his limits."

Ye Wanlan's expression changed slightly: "It's not impossible."

But even if the Lord of Shenxiao Tower did not die, he must have paid a huge price.

"Junior sister, maybe others can't find their traces, but you are different." Xie Linyuan stared into her eyes, "You can resonate with those antiques and see the historical images of the past. As long as we can find more antiques, we can uncover the whole truth of three hundred years ago."

"I know." Ye Wanlan said softly, "I will."

What could it be if it was just an antique related to the owner of Shenxiao Tower?
Ye Wanlan thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow's filming will still be in Fengyuan, and the theme will still be the Xiang royal family. I will have to trouble you to help me find antiques then."

"It's nothing." Xie Linyuan smiled lazily, "I think my current state is very good. Only you can see me, and it is much easier for me to do things."

As he spoke, he jumped onto the window again: "It's getting late, I'm going to go out for a walk, Junior Sister, when you're done, go to bed early."

**
Nine o'clock in the evening, Gangcheng, Kang family.

"Master, Madam." The young man, exhausted, bowed to the elegantly dressed elderly couple sitting on the sofa. "You're back?" Master Kang put down the newspaper, looked behind him, and couldn't help but frowned, "You came back alone?"

"Sorry." The young man was very embarrassed. "I went to Fengyuan, took out the paternity test report, and stated all the conditions, but she didn't agree."

"Don't agree?" Madam Kang put the teacup heavily on the coffee table. "Why, she still thinks it's not enough? She wants more."

The young man hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice: "She said she would not change her surname, but she could let the Kang family change their surname to Ye."

"Snapped!"

The teacup suddenly broke apart, and Madam Kang was furious: "How can this be possible!"

The Kang family has been passed down for hundreds of years. How can they change their surname just for a junior?
As expected of Zhu Qingxian’s daughter, she is not a good person!

"The little girl has big ambitions, but I don't know if her strength is enough to support her ambitions." Old Master Kang shook his head, "She wants to negotiate more conditions with us."

The young man was about to speak when the door opened.

Butler Kang led a man in.

The man looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked mature and solemn.

The man was the eldest son of the Kang family, Kang Mufeng, Zhu Qingxian’s husband.

"Dad, Mom." He glanced around the living room, "What are you talking about? What little girl?"

"Nothing." Madam Kang smiled. "A young man from another clan made a mistake and came to us for help. Your father and I are discussing how to solve the problem."

After listening to this, Kang Mufeng didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded and went upstairs.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Master, Madam, why don't you tell the gentleman about this?"

"Tell him what to do?" Madam Kang shook her head. "He and Zhu Qingxian are on the same page. What if they try to stop us? More importantly, we haven't brought him back yet."

"We must bring her back." Old Master Kang said indifferently, "Sheng Yang said that the professors from Shenzhou University are inviting her. She is very useful to the Kang family."

The young man sighed: "This Ye Wanlan is very stubborn and hard-headed. I'm afraid it will be difficult to persuade him."

"If the bones are hard, break them." Old Master Kang said indifferently, "She didn't come back because the conditions were not good enough. First, lure her to Gangcheng with better conditions. Once she enters the Kang family, can she still have the final say?"

Isn't it easy to control a little girl?
The young man bowed respectfully again: "I understand what you mean."

"Well, go ahead." Mr. Kang waved his hand, "It won't be too late to notify Mu Feng after the people come back."

**
The next day, noon.

Producer Liu was not with the crew, but was receiving guests.

"Mr. Sike, I don't know how you are handling the previous incident?" Producer Liu asked, "Will there be a time slot for our show on Global Center Channel next year?"

"Old brother, it's not that I won't help you, but you should also be aware of the current status of Shenzhou Film and Television." Sike sighed, "I just said that if the recorder and performer of this program are from the Starman Federation Empire, then the approval document from the Global Center will be issued soon."

Producer Liu's expression changed slightly.

He did not agree with what he said, but he had to admit that it was true.

Chinese culture is a world-class treasure, and many people are eyeing it.

But it is true that because civilization was almost interrupted, the rise of culture was much slower.

In recent years, Shenzhou has not even received a single nomination for many international film and television awards.

Of course, it’s not all because of the lack of strength, there are also reasons for being excluded.

"Brother, let me show you a way." Sike lowered his voice, "If you really want the global broadcast rights and want to have 'Collection of China' shown at the Global Center, then you should hand over the management rights of the program to Spencer Films at the Global Center. They will definitely be able to open up the broadcast channel."

"Impossible!" Producer Liu refused without a second thought. His face turned red with anger. "This is a Shenzhou program. It promotes Shenzhou's history and culture. If you ask me to hand over the management rights, isn't that equivalent to handing over our history and culture?!"

"Ah, but don't you want more people to see the program you produced?" Zeke shook his head. "It doesn't matter who has the production and management rights of the program. Will your history and culture be stolen if you give away the management rights? No, believe me."

Producer Liu fell silent.

"I've already told Spencer Films about this, and they're happy to see it happen." Sike added, "I've brought the documents with me, and as long as you sign, they'll definitely arrange the schedule."

He put the pen into Producer Liu's hand.

Producer Liu's hands trembled, but he finally raised them.

But at this moment, a hand pressed down his arm.

Ye Wanlan said calmly: "We don't need it."

　Who was exposed first, Sister Lan or Brother Yan?

　　Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~~
　　(End of this chapter)