One person: Activate the talisman, behold my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

A large round table was set up in the spacious private room, and three people were sitting in the room.

The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat had his hair slicked back, wore glasses, and was dressed in a sharp suit. He had a friendly, business-like smile on his face, exuding the air of a shrewd businessman.

It was Feng Zhenghao, the leader of the World Society.

To his right sat a young man with a full head of white hair, dressed in a casual shirt, whose smile was bright and sunny.

On the left is a young man wearing a bright red short jacket, with a strange hairstyle, who is looking down at his phone.

He didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard the door open, and his legs were still shaking uncontrollably.

Feng Zhenghao immediately stood up and strode out to greet him.

"Hahaha! This must be Zhang Chulan, right? Truly, heroes emerge from among the young! This must be Daoist Ye Xing, I've long admired your name! And this one, you must be a temporary worker at the company! Please come in!"

Feng Zhenghao stretched out his hands, grabbed Zhang Chulan's hands, and shook them vigorously.

Zhang Chulan was flattered and nodded repeatedly: "President Feng, you're too kind. Just call me Chulan."

Feng Xingtong also stood up and came over with a grin: "Hello, I'm Feng Xingtong. My sister talks about you guys every day."

Feng Shayan glared at her younger brother, annoyed.

The young man in the red vest, who was playing on his phone nearby, snorted coldly at that moment.

Feng Zhenghao glanced back, then turned around and began to introduce the topic.

"Come, come, let me introduce you all. This is Master Jia Zhengyu from Jiajia Village in Shaanxi. Master Jia's skill in manipulating objects is superb, and he is currently a senior cadre of our Tianxia Society."

Jia Zhengyu then slowly put his phone into his pocket, leaned back in his chair, and raised his eyebrows as he scanned Ye Xing and the other two.

He didn't stand up, he didn't even extend his hand.

"President Feng, is this your invitation to the new members of the World Alliance?"

Jia Zhengyu curled his lip, his face full of disdain, "I think they're all just so-so. One's dressed in a rustic way, one's a Taoist priest, and the other..."

He glanced at Feng Baobao and burst out laughing.

"Now it seems like any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get into the top echelons of the World Society? It's only because you're kind-hearted that you're willing to give these people from small towns with no connections a chance to make a living."

The atmosphere in the room immediately turned cold after those words were spoken.

Zhang Chulan remained silent. He had been used to playing the fool and enduring hardship since he was a child, and it wasn't worth getting into a conflict with a fool over a few idle words.

Feng Zhenghao's smile faded slightly, and his brows furrowed.

Seeing this, Feng Xingtong quickly tried to smooth things over.

“Master Jia, these are distinguished guests invited by my father, and they are all very capable.”

Jia Zhengyu wasn't buying it at all. He felt that he had never been treated so politely by Feng Zhenghao, so why should these people be treated this way?

Having finally seized the opportunity, we must properly display the prestige of a senior cadre and let Feng Zhenghao see clearly who the real talent is.

"Xingtong, you're still young, and you don't know how to judge people."

Jia Zhengyu leaned back and tapped the table.

"These days, anyone who knows a little bit dares to act like a big shot, especially some Taoist disciples who use the sect's name to freeload everywhere. But when they run into a tough opponent, they run faster than anyone else."

He glanced at Ye Xing sideways, his tone becoming increasingly arrogant.

"In my opinion, all geniuses are just made up of their peers. If they were in front of me, Jia, they wouldn't even have a chance to make a move."

Feng Zhenghao's face turned completely black.

He originally intended to take this opportunity to recruit Zhang Chulan and Ye Xing, but he didn't expect Jia Zhengyu to be so... Just as he was about to speak up and stop him, a sudden change occurred.

Ye took action.

There was no external release of true Qi, nor any fancy opening moves.

The absolute monstrous strength of the Ox Talisman instantly surged through his muscles, and the enormous explosive power was directly transformed into afterimages that were difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Everyone present only felt a blur before their eyes, and then a gust of wind swept by.

"boom!"

The dull thud made the entire floor tremble.

Jia Zhengyu couldn't even muster his protective Qi before he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall of the private room and carving a human-shaped dent into it.

He rolled his eyes, spat out a few bloody broken teeth, and died on the spot.

The private room fell into a deathly silence.

Zhang Chulan opened his mouth wide, Feng Xingtong was dumbfounded, and Feng Shayan reflexively took a half step back.

[Shocked emotion detected in Feng Zhenghao, emotion value +50!]

[Shock and astonishment detected in Feng Xingtong, emotion value +50!]

[Feng Shayan's fear has been detected; emotional value +50!]

......

The continuous system notification sounds echoed in my mind.

Ye Xing stood next to Jia Zhengyu's original seat, shook his fist, and looked at Feng Zhenghao apologetically.

"President Feng, I'm so sorry. I have a rather straightforward temper and can't stand being offended. I lost control of my strength just now and caused you trouble."

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses, his eyes showing some surprise.

Although he saw clearly how Ye Xing made his move, the speed and power were completely beyond his understanding of a Quanzhen disciple. The most outrageous thing was that he didn't even sense the slightest fluctuation of Qi!

Feng Zhenghao, true to his old ways, immediately put on a smiling face and burst into hearty laughter.

"Master Ye, you flatter me! It was my poor discipline that caused my men to offend our distinguished guest. I should thank you for helping me clean up this mess!"

He turned to look at the security guard at the door.

“Take this disgraceful thing to the infirmary, and once it’s healed, send it back to Jiajia Village.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Shayan went out. Half a minute later, several security guards entered the house and carried Jia Zhengyu, who was as limp as mud, out.

Feng Zhenghao personally pulled out the chair.

"Come, come, it was just a little incident, everyone please take your seats. Xingtong, let's serve the dishes."

Soon, a continuous stream of delicacies from land and sea were served.

Feng Baobao saw stars and her chopsticks danced in a blur.

Zhang Chulan has been thoroughly tormented by Ye Xing's special training lately, so he's been going all out and showing no mercy.

Ye Xing slowly picked up his food, occasionally echoing Feng Zhenghao's polite remarks.

After a few rounds of drinks, Feng Zhenghao put down his chopsticks and got down to business.

"Chu Lan, Daoist Ye, I am a straightforward person. The World Alliance is currently in need of manpower, and I would like to invite you two to join us."

Feng Zhenghao stared at Zhang Chulan.

"Chu Lan, Na Du Tong is, after all, an official organization with many rules. Quanxing won't let your grandfather's matter rest, and other forces are also watching you. If you come to Tianxia Hui, I'll give you the treatment of a high-ranking cadre. The Feng family, a powerful family, will definitely protect you."

Zhang Chulan slowed down his chewing.

He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"President Feng, your offer is too tempting, but I'm doing quite well at my current company. My third and fourth brothers treat me well too. I haven't made any plans to switch jobs yet."

Feng Zhenghao's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything and turned to look at Ye Xing.

"Where is Master Ye? Master Ye is highly skilled. Come to my World Society and name your terms."

Ye Xing picked up his teacup and moistened his throat.

"Thank you for your kind words, Chairman Feng. I am a carefree person and can't stand the rules and regulations of a company. Naturally, I can't stay in a large corporation. Moreover, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is just around the corner, and I have other things to do."

After being rejected repeatedly, Feng Zhenghao's smile gradually faded.

He placed his hands on the table, and his entire demeanor changed.

A surge of black energy erupted from his body. The surrounding temperature plummeted, the lights began to flicker, and a faint, mournful wail echoed within the private room.

The black energy surged and transformed into distorted faces.

Zhang Chulan, who had been eating, suddenly tensed up, and golden light appeared within his body.

Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan's expressions also changed slightly, and they held their breath under the sudden pressure from their father.

Feng Zhenghao's voice sounded somewhat ethereal in the black mist.

"You two, are you really not going to reconsider? I, Feng Zhenghao, have high hopes for you."

The air inside the private room seemed to freeze.

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to use his lightning magic to resist the oppressive force, Ye Xing put down his teacup and stood up.

He strode forward, passing effortlessly through the churning black vengeful spirits. The black energy that touched his body was completely blocked by an invisible force, unable to get close at all.

Ye Xing strolled up to Feng Zhenghao, the two of them less than half a meter apart.

Ye Xing looked down at Feng Zhenghao, who was sitting upright, and lowered his voice, speaking in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"President Feng, your recruitment methods are quite unique! You just use the Eight Extraordinary Techniques to intimidate people without warning?"

"What a pity..."

Ye Xing braced his hands on the edge of the table in front of Feng Zhenghao, leaning forward.

"Your Feng family's proud Spirit Binding and Commanding technique has been practiced for so many years, but haven't you noticed that your version is a censored version?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhenghao's breath caught in his throat.

The black energy on his body instantly dissipated, the temperature inside the room returned to normal, and the mournful howls abruptly ceased.

He suddenly stood up, causing the chair behind him to crash heavily to the ground.

He stared intently at Ye Xing, his expression serious behind his glasses.

'Detected shock in Feng Zhenghao, triggering a critical hit, emotion value +100!'

'Detected intense confusion in Feng Zhenghao, emotional value +60!'

A massive surge of emotional points followed.