One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

The restaurant on the first floor of the Wang Family Villa.

Wang Ye, holding a glass of soy milk, ate heartily while casually speaking:

"Dad, Mom, have you encountered anything strange lately?"

After the divination, he didn't sleep well all night.

I was afraid that something bad had happened to my parents.

"It doesn't seem... strange at all, Koya. Why do you ask that?"

Wang Ye's mother pulled out a chair and sat down next to him.

She seemed to have dressed up carefully today, with exquisite makeup and a sparkly long dress.

Wang Ye was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, he saw his father, Wang Weiguo, with a slicked-back hairstyle like a general, come down from the second floor.

"It's nothing... I was just asking."

Wang Ye took a bite of the egg and looked at the two elders:

"Hey... what are you all dressed so formally for today? What are you going out for?"

Wang Weiguo straightened his shirt collar and took his seat at the head of the table.

A smug smile played on his lips as he spoke:

"Xiao Ye, you've been a monk for so long, have you ever met any eminent figures from the Zhengyi Sect?"

Wang Ye stopped eating with his chopsticks.

I thought to myself, "Of course I know him!"

There are two of them in our yard...and they're not exactly of low generation!

Oh, by the way... all those "Hello, Mr. Wang" signs all over the yard are their handiwork!

He nodded, then shook his head vigorously:

"I guess we know each other, what's up, Dad?"

Wang Weiguo smoothed his meticulously styled hair, leaned forward, and lowered his voice:

"Let me tell you, you know the current Celestial Master of the Zhengyi Sect, Tiantong Daoren, right?"

I've heard many people say that he's practically a living god...

"The top-ranking official in the first rank, in ancient times, would definitely be a high-ranking official of the second rank!"

"This master of the Heavenly Passage is truly talented. Most leaders who aren't of a high enough rank can't even get a glimpse of him when they come up the mountain..."

Wang Ye's eye twitched.

If I told you that his personal disciple is your sworn brother, how would you respond?

Wang Weiguo didn't notice his son's expression at all, and continued to speak with great enthusiasm:

"I've digressed... The fourth disciple of Tian Tong Dao Ren is named Zhao..."

"Zhao Huanjin?" Wang Ye blurted out.

"Yes! It's Zhao Huanjin!"

Wang Weiguo slapped his thigh. "He contacted me last night, saying that the Old Master admires outstanding entrepreneurs like me and specially sent him to deliver a piece of calligraphy. It will arrive soon!"

Wang Weiguo straightened his cuffs:

Do you remember your Uncle Ma?

Last year, he wanted to ask the old master for a piece of calligraphy to bring back to protect his home and bring good fortune, and he immediately asked for five million!

Unfortunately, they regarded money as dirt and completely ignored him...

Wang Weiguo became more and more excited as he spoke, and said with great pride:

"I've already arranged for reporters to come and take pictures...it'll infuriate him!"

Wang Ye said "Oh" and lowered his head to continue eating.

What is the old master up to?

He suddenly remembered the incident yesterday when the company sent someone to find Zhou Yan... and then they were slapped away...

Could it be...!

At the same time.

Inside the manor.

Zhou Yan, dressed neatly, was taking a stroll along the tree-lined path.

Now that I'm the security captain, I naturally don't need to stand guard at the gate every day...

That was something my younger brother did!

The walkie-talkie on my waist suddenly rang.

[Captain Zhou! Someone's here to cause trouble!]

It's that same delivery company person from yesterday again!

The security guard's voice was full of panic!

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow.

【not see!】

He pressed the call button: "Just tell him that this is private property and unauthorized entry is prohibited."

The person on the other end of the walkie-talkie panicked:

[Captain, this isn't just one person, it's a lot of people! You...]

Before he could finish speaking...

Zhou Yan's figure blurred for a moment.

The next second, he was already at the main entrance of the manor.

Outside the iron gate.

Bi Youlong's sharp eyes fixed on him:

"You're Zhou Yan?"

He truly lives up to his reputation as a formidable figure with years of grassroots experience.

Bi Youlong simply stood there and glanced at him.

Most people would already be starting to feel weak in the knees...

Not to mention, there were more than a dozen burly men with fierce faces standing behind him!

The security guard at the gate is already considering whether to call the police...

Zhou Yan patted him on the shoulder, "You should go back now."

The security guard, as if granted a pardon, scrambled towards the guardhouse...

Zhou Yan looked at Bi Youlong, who had suddenly stopped three steps away from the iron gate.

Hmm... this guy is just standing there without moving, this is putting me in a difficult position...

"Want to come in and chat?"

Zhou Yan moved aside, giving way by half a body length.

Bi Youlong sneered.

You're smart enough to know your place.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth and walked into the yard.

Just as his leather shoes were about to cross the iron gate threshold and the tips of his shoes entered the estate's territory.

Zhou Yan suddenly took a step forward!

boom!

The true qi within his body surged, and the invisible pressure emanated from his body as if it were a tangible force!

The fallen leaves at Bi Youlong's feet crackled and were instantly burned to ashes by the electric current!

Bi Youlong abruptly stopped in his tracks, his face filled with shock!

Zhou Yan stood up straight again and spread his hands.

"I've suddenly changed my mind. Please leave now."

[Ding~ Host has successfully intercepted the intruder. Reward: Three years of general-purpose cultivation!]

Ah...that feels good...

Bi Youlong narrowed his eyes.

brat...

You dare to play me?!

"Kid, are you determined to refuse a polite offer and then suffer the consequences?"

"Chairman Bi, why waste time talking to him?"

"I will lead the charge!"

The dozen or so men in gray uniforms behind him began to roll up their sleeves, their energy surging!

Zhou Yan looked at Bi Youlong, his tone mocking:

"This company is really quite powerful. I wonder what I did wrong to warrant such a fuss?"

Bi Youlong snorted coldly:

"Zhou Yan, you are bloodthirsty and single-handedly instigated the open and covert struggle between the Quanxing Sect and the Righteous Path..."

Do you know how many people have died tragically in the past few days because of your reckless actions?

The company didn't pursue the matter out of respect for the old master, but simply asked you to come for a meeting..."

He stared into Zhou Yan's eyes:

"If you have nothing to be ashamed of, why don't you dare come?"

Zhou Yan remained calm in the face of danger and laughed heartily.

"joke!"

He abruptly stopped laughing, his eyes turning cold:

"What a righteous path! No matter when or where, once a Quanxing demon falls into our hands... we can do whatever we want with him without causing any controversy!"

Isn't this the consensus reached by all those on the right path throughout the ages?

Zhou Yan crossed his arms and questioned:

"How come when it comes to me, killing a few members of the Quanxing sect becomes indiscriminate killing of innocent people?"

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted."

Bi Youlong's face was ashen.

He disdains engaging in pointless verbal disputes.

You've already given them face; if they don't want it, don't blame yourself for being impolite!

Bi Youlong raised his right hand and swung it down suddenly.

"Let's do it!"

More than twenty men in gray uniforms simultaneously unleashed their true qi and were about to rush into the manor.

Just then.

A black sedan screeched to a halt in front of the manor gate.

Everyone turned to look.

A female reporter, dressed in a business suit and with a curvaceous figure, was seen quickly getting out of the car with a cameraman.

Where would reporters come from at a time like this?

Bi Youlong spat and ordered his men:

"Go and take care of it."

A man in a gray uniform immediately broke away from the group, strode up to the reporter, and reached out to block the camera lens.

"No filming! Get out of here!"

The female reporter looked bewildered, but her body was being pushed backward by the other party:

"Who are you? We've been invited to interview Wang Weiguo, Chairman of China Overseas Holdings Group!"

The man in the gray uniform was expressionless.

"It's not convenient here right now. Please come back in ten minutes!"

"Huh?! What...what are you doing! You're being a pervert!"

As they were shoving each other, a figure in a dark blue Taoist robe slowly walked over from a distance.

A plump, smiling Taoist priest, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, was a hundred meters away just a second ago.

In the blink of an eye, they were almost in front of us.

He held a long, black, gilded wooden box in front of his chest.

The company employee who was shoving the reporter stopped what he was doing.

The Taoist priest arrived at the gate of the manor, stopped abruptly, and first winked at Zhou Yan.

Then, he turned to Bi Youlong and said with a smile:

"Isn't this Chairman Bi? What a coincidence!"

Bi Youlong's face turned ashen.

"Master Huanjin!"