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"Is this how you test your cadres? Which cadre couldn't withstand such a test?!"

"It's all junk..."

Compared to the skills given by the system, the treasure Zhao Guizhen mentioned was practically worthless; most importantly... it was full of evil magic.

"You're something else... Relax, it's normal to feel dizzy, it'll be over soon." Zhou Fengliu slowly walked towards Zhao Guizhen.

"?"

Zhao Guizhen was somewhat bewildered at this moment.

He had already revealed all his most secret techniques, yet this young man still refused to spare his life.

"What do you want? I've given you everything. There's really nothing left! Not a single one!"

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Chapter 136 Ma Xianhong: Give me a reason! (First update)

While Zhou Fengliu and Zhao Guizhen were having a pleasant time, thousands of kilometers away in Beijing, Wang Ye had just seen off Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, and others.

After Zhou Fengliu's rampage at the Wang family, Chen Jinkui, another of the Ten Elders, also became much more restrained and withdrew all the supernatural beings who were monitoring Wang Ye's family.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, the result was still good.

The night breeze was slightly cool. Wang Ye stood under the night sky and briefly reflected on the help he had received from Na Du Tong. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the slight sense of superiority he had felt vanished.

He had always thought he could handle everyone and everything around him, but in just a few days, he realized he was still far from capable.

When it comes to underhanded tactics, he can't outdo Zhang Chulan, who's utterly shameless.

When it comes to fighting, he can't beat the God of War, Zhou Fengliu.

Zhou Fengliu's method of "persuading people with reason" is something he couldn't do.

Whether it's Zhou Fengliu's recklessness or Zhang Chulan's cunning, these are all the results of being shaped by worldly experiences... Compared to them, Wang Ye feels that he is simply better off.

"Old Zhou, oh Old Zhou..."

Wang Ye glanced at Zhou Fengliu's profile picture on WeChat and considered whether he should send Zhou Fengliu some money as compensation, since Zhou Fengliu had helped him by being suspended from his post.

He thought for a moment and then put his phone back in his pocket.

Talking about money is too vulgar.

Besides, he felt that Zhou Fengliu shouldn't be short of 100,000 or 200,000.

As the saying goes, favors are hard to repay, and he said he owed Zhou Fengliu a favor.

Gollum—

The untimely rumbling of his stomach made Wang Ye rub his belly; he hadn't eaten much that night because he'd been in such a rush to send Zhang Chulan and the others off.

Fortunately, this is Beijing, a metropolis with a vibrant nightlife. If this were Wudang Mountain, people would probably be starving at this hour.

Wang Ye casually found a small stall and ate some noodles. Just as the noodles arrived, a square-faced man wearing a shirt walked towards him from a distance.

"Open it, Your Majesty."

The man came from Biyou Village and was Jin Yong, who possessed the twelfth-grade root talent. After receiving Ma Xianhong's orders, he rushed to Beijing to contact Wang Ye.

"?"

Wang Ye was taken aback when he saw the envelope the man handed him. He then opened the envelope and saw some photos inside, all of them of injured supernatural beings.

"What do you mean by that?" Wang Ye asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Answer the phone." Jin Yong handed over another cell phone.

"?"

"Hello? What do you want?" Wang Ye answered the phone and asked the other party's identity.

"Master Wang, hello there. I mean no harm; I simply wish to invite you to my Biyou Village to become my companion..."

Ma Xianhong's voice slowly came from the other end of the phone.

"?"

"Partner? I appreciate your kindness, but I just want to walk alone right now and have no intention of finding a partner."

Wang also felt that the person on the other end of the phone seemed a bit abnormal; who would invite someone to become their partner right off the bat?

"Master Wang, don't be so quick to refuse... I know that the techniques you inherited come from the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and similarly... my techniques also come from the Divine Refinement of the Eight Extraordinary Skills. It would be a wonderful thing for us, as inheritors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, to unite together~"

Eight magical skills?

Divine Craftsmanship Refinement?

Wang Ye frowned as he listened to Ma Xianhong reveal information about the Eight Extraordinary Techniques over the phone.

"Besides... I think Brother Zhou would be very happy if it were Master Wang who came."

Ma Xianhong's additional comment surprised Wang Ye even more.

"Brother Zhou? Who is that?"

In response to Wang Ye's question, Ma Xianhong replied:

“Zhou Fengliu is currently a guest in my Biyou Village... If you come over, he won't be lonely.”

"What did you do to him? Why is he with you?" Wang was also very puzzled.

"Oh dear, Master Wang, it's hard to explain over the phone. Why don't you come over... we can talk about it slowly."

Ma Xianhong hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Wang Ye was left with a puzzled look on his face as he listened to the dial tone of the phone being hung up.

"Here's the address... Think it over, goodbye."

Jin Yong took the phone back, then wrote down the address of Biyou Village for Wang Ye before turning to leave.

Watching Jin Yong leave, Wang hesitated for two seconds before dialing Zhou Fengliu's number, but Zhou Fengliu did not answer.

Shouldn't I be sleeping at this hour?

Wang also found it even stranger.

He wasn't worried about Zhou Fengliu being kidnapped or anything like that. After all, with Zhou Fengliu's strength, even if the other party wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't be able to stir up any big waves.

Biyou Village...

Wang Ye looked at the address on the table and pondered for a moment.

He wasn't one to join in the fun, but for Lao Zhou's sake, he decided to go to Biyou Village to check on things.

...

Meanwhile, Zhuge Qing, who had accepted Ma Xianhong's invitation, was also on his way to Biyou Village.

Unlike Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing didn't go to Biyou Village for Zhou Fengliu. He went because Ma Xianhong's beautiful doll aroused his curiosity, and he wanted to meet Ma Xianhong.

Thus, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye both rushed to Biyou Village overnight.

now.

Inside Biyou Village.

After speaking with Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye on the phone, Ma Xianhong yawned.

He had just finished yawning when he suddenly noticed something. He raised an eyebrow slightly and put a single magical artifact, similar to a sniper scope, over his right eye.

As far as the eye could see, after putting on this magical artifact, his right eye displayed a series of hexagonal, honeycomb-like images. This was the flying insect system he had created to monitor Biyou Village and its surroundings.

This system relies on a series of electronic mechanical flying insects to transmit the situation in various parts of Biyou Village to his magical artifact in real time.

The electromechanical flying insect that caused the problem was the one used to monitor Zhou Fengliu.

"Why did Zhou Fengliu get into a fight with Zhao Guizhen this week?" Ma Xianhong frowned, feeling puzzled. Then he pushed off with his feet and decided to go and see what was going on with Zhou Fengliu.

Not long after.

He rushed to where Zhou Fengliu was, but Zhao Guizhen had already disappeared. In the darkness of night, all that could be seen was a pool of blood.

"Brother Zhou...why are you here so late instead of sleeping?" Ma Xianhong asked Zhou Fengliu.

"Old Ma."

Zhou Fengliu also noticed Ma Xianhong, and saw him turn around and shrug: "As you can see, I just finished with someone... I'm going to take a shower."

"?"

"What did you do to Zhao Guizhen?" Ma Xianhong asked, seeing that Zhou Fengliu had stopped pretending.

"Nothing much... I just asked him to be quiet, he was too noisy."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's tone as if he had killed Zhao Guizhen, Ma Xianhong was clearly somewhat angry.