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

"Senior Brother Huanjin!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously.

Zhou Yan was slightly taken aback.

Behind them, on the tree-lined path, Zhang Lingyu, dressed in a crisp security uniform with a peaked cap pressing down on his eyebrows, rushed out quickly, carrying a riot baton!

Even though Zhao Huanjin had prepared himself mentally beforehand.

Seeing Xiao Shi's appearance, I almost lost all sense of facial control!

Bi Youlong's face turned ashen.

skillful?

What a load of rubbish!

Of course I recognize him as the fourth disciple of the esteemed Tian Tong Dao Ren.

Just as he was about to come and get the person, he appeared at the door...

If it were a coincidence, he might have eaten the bread truck behind him!

"Master Huanjin".

Bi Youlong coldly glanced at the two sets of security guard uniforms:

"Is the Celestial Master's Mansion planning to expand into Beijing? Why didn't they tell the company beforehand?"

Zhao Huanjin's smile remained unchanged, neither humble nor arrogant:

"What Chairman Bi said..."

My master had already informed all parties before Junior Brother Zhou went down the mountain to travel.

He works at General Manager Wang's company, which neither violates public order and morals nor breaks any rules or regulations. Why would he need to contact the company?

Bi Youlong's eyes twitched as he listened.

This is a fallacy of misrepresentation!

Zhao Huanjin turned to look at Zhang Lingyu, coughed lightly, and looked a little embarrassed:

"As for Lingyu... he's already a disgraced disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion. He's just making a living as a security guard, why should the company care about that?"

Zhang Lingyu's face flushed, and she subconsciously pulled down her hat brim, too ashamed to meet Zhao Huanjin's gaze...

Zhao Huanjin's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, oh no, this is terrible...

Did I say something too harsh?

Bi Youlong, too lazy to listen to his sophistry, coldly said:

"Whatever you want."

In short... I'm taking Zhou Yan with me today.

"If you want to stop me, you, Master Zhao, are probably not qualified!"

These words showed absolutely no mercy!

The subtext is simple.

Want to save someone?

Let the Celestial Master come in person!

Upon hearing this, the twenty-odd people in gray uniforms behind them were greatly encouraged!

They stepped forward, and their Qi flowed in a continuous stream, pressing down the weeds in front of the door, causing them to bend over!

Just then, a hearty laugh echoed through the manor.

"Oh my! What a distinguished guest!"

Wang Weiguo, with his hair neatly combed back and dressed in a suit and tie, strode out to greet us!

Beside him stood Lady Wang, dressed in her finest attire, and Wang Ye, who wore dark circles under his eyes and looked utterly dejected.

"This must be Master Huanjin, please come in!"

Wang Weiguo's eyes lit up the moment he saw the box in Zhao Huanjin's hand!

Turning her head, she caught sight of Zhou Yan and immediately put her arm around his shoulder:

"My dear brother, you're here too! I was just looking for you! Come on, let's take a picture together with Master Huanjin!"

Wang Ye kept covering his face behind him.

Dad, you're so carefree! Didn't you see they're about to start fighting...?

Only then did Wang Weiguo notice the female reporter in the gray uniform blocking the doorway and shoving her forcefully; his face immediately darkened.

"What are you doing!" he shouted, pointing at Bi Youlong's nose.

"Which tabloid reporter are you from? Don't you know the rules?"

I've already scheduled an interview with Madou Media, I don't have time for you guys!

Upon hearing that the person in question was backing her up, the female reporter stomped her feet in anger:

"Exactly! They even dressed up in a delivery uniform to look like they were working there... Which company are you from? I'm going to file a complaint!"

Bi Youlong and his elite team were all petrified.

Do they think we're tabloid reporters?!

Lao Bi took a deep breath.

As a company director, he naturally couldn't afford to have a public argument with a worldly businessman or a young, inexperienced reporter.

With a cold expression, he reached into his suit pocket, preparing to pull out his identification and clear the area.

"hehe……"

Zhao Huanjin ignored Bi Youlong and waved the black wooden box in his hand.

"You must be Mr. Wang? It's an honor to meet you... Seeing is believing!"

Wang Weiguo immediately put on a smiling face:

"Not at all, you are truly the one with the bearing of an immortal!"

The two exchanged polite, business-like compliments.

Zhao Huanjin suddenly looked troubled:

"Mr. Wang is preoccupied with worldly affairs, so I won't go in and bother you."

This box contains a piece of calligraphy personally written by my teacher. Please keep it safe.

Bi Youlong's hand had already touched the edge of the document when he suddenly stopped!

The calligraphy of the Old Celestial Master?

"Oh dear, this is not appropriate! You are a distinguished guest; there's no reason for you to stand at the door!"

Wang Weiguo greeted him with a smile.

"It's alright..."

Zhao Huanjin placed his thumb on the lid of the box and gently pushed it open.

pat.

The box has a half-inch crack.

Boom! ...

A sudden gust of wind swept through the clear sky!

Thick, dark clouds visibly obscured the sun...

A muffled thunderclap boomed from deep within the clouds!

Wang Weiguo and the others suddenly felt darkness before their eyes.

Following closely behind were warm currents, like a spring breeze, that refreshed and delighted people!

The situation wasn't so easy for the many extraordinary individuals present...

An invisible, terrifying pressure poured out like a tsunami through that crack!

Bi Youlong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt as if thousands of ants were biting his back, making him unbearably itchy!

Fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead...

The twenty-odd people in gray uniforms behind them were even worse off.

For a moment, heavy breathing filled the air...

*Smack!*

Zhao Huanjin closed the wooden box again.

The sunlight began to fall again.

The heavy breathing gradually subsided, and Bi Youlong swallowed hard...

Zhang Zhiwei!!!

A single piece of calligraphy...can it really trigger celestial phenomena?

Such supreme power, how could it be so terrifying?!

"Beautiful calligraphy! Absolutely beautiful calligraphy!"

Wang Weiguo couldn't understand the mystery, but his body didn't lie!

Even his wife beside him couldn't hide her joy.

The warm breeze from just now felt like it blew away all the dirt inside my body!

His hands trembled as he took the wooden box.

His eyes were burning with passion!

Before this, I had only heard that the person who opened the passage that day was a living deity.

Now I know... it was no exaggeration!

Turning his head, he saw Bi Youlong still standing there, and immediately frowned:

"How can you be so blind?"

Are you coming or not? If you don't, I'm calling the police!

Zhou Yan raised the corner of his mouth, stepped forward, and stood in front of Bi Youlong.

"No need to go through the trouble of calling the police."

He slowly took the walkie-talkie from his waist and pressed the call button:

"Security team, listen up—get out there and get to work!"

"Woof! Woof woof!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps began to rumble and dogs began to bark from inside the iron gate!

More than twenty Wang family security guards, leading huge patrol dogs, rushed out aggressively and stood in a row behind Zhou Yan.

"Captain Zhou!"

When the "Four Heroes of Zhuge" saw that the person who came to "cause trouble" was Bi Youlong, they all lowered their hat brims and suppressed smiles...

Stimulate!!!

Bi Youlong puffed out his cheeks and gritted his teeth.

He glanced at the wooden box in Wang Weiguo's arms with lingering fear.

The old master... he's clearly going to back up his disciple!

"call……"

He let out a long breath and pulled his hand out of his pocket.

He gave Zhou Yan a deep look, then turned and waved to his subordinates.

"The order address is incorrect; it was delivered to the wrong place. Let's go."

That's it.

Today, let's give Zhang Zhiwei some face!

"snort!"

The company's elites snorted coldly and strode back into the bread truck.

Under the sunlight, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing could see it clearly...

These burly men, who looked arrogant at first glance, had their gray uniforms soaked with cold sweat and clung to their bodies like stray dogs!

The bread truck started up and disappeared at the end of the street in a flash.

Once the eyesore was gone, Zhao Huanjin resumed his smiling demeanor.

"Mr. Wang, this is one of Master's most prized calligraphic works in recent years. Hanging it in your room can ward off evil spirits and protect the home. Please keep it safe!"

"Oh! Thank you so much, Master Celestial! Thank you so much, True Man!"

Wang Weiguo was overjoyed.

Zhao Huanjin turned his head, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over Zhou Yan, and then looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was holding a riot baton.

"I have come here, firstly, to deliver a calligraphy piece on behalf of my master..."

"Secondly, I also wanted to visit my two junior brothers."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Wang Weiguo's smile froze.

He mechanically turned his head and looked at his sworn brother Zhou Yan and Xiao Zhang, the landscape designer who had just returned from studying in England.

Junior brother?

A direct disciple of the Heavenly Daoist?!

Wang Weiguo's pupils dilated in shock, and he slapped Zhou Yan's arm hard:

"My dear brother! You... oh dear, you've kept this from your elder brother for so long!"

Zhou Yan looked embarrassed.

Believe it or not, I only found out a few days earlier than you!

"Come on! Mr. Wang, Master Huanjin, Captain Zhou, look at the camera and smile!"

On the other side, the beautiful reporter greeted them with a smile.

"Wait a moment!"

Wang Weiguo immediately opened the wooden box and unfurled the calligraphy!

Upon closer inspection, four large characters, written in a bold, vigorous style, immediately came into view—

【Tianlu Hengcun】

This time, there were no dark clouds or thunder.

The cameraman, holding his equipment, shouted:

"Three, two, one!"

Snap!

The joyous celebration of Wang Weiguo's family, and the awkward smiles of the two security guards at the Celestial Master's Mansion, were frozen in this moment.