I attained immortality through meditation in the Great Qian Dynasty.

The guards kept their voices extremely low.

"Yes...it is Prefect Liu."

Liu Mang?

It was him!

How dare he even show his face at my door?

And it just so happens to be at this critical juncture!

The study door opened.

A middle-aged man walked out surrounded by a crowd.

It was none other than Liu Mang, the prefect of the prefecture.

Following behind him was an elderly man, Wang Jingtian's father.

The current head of the Wang family is Wang Chongshan.

"Oh dear, Patriarch Wang, please wait, please wait!"

Liu Mang waved his hand.

"I have heard that the Wang family has been having a bad year recently. I have been busy with official duties and only had time to come and visit today. I feel really bad about it."

Wang Chongshan forced himself to stay awake.

"I am grateful for your concern, Prefect. It is but a small matter, and I would not dare to trouble you."

"A small matter?"

Liu Mang raised his voice dramatically.

"Patriarch Wang, this is no small matter!"

"Your Wang family is the pillar of our prefecture. Now that this pillar is shaken, the trade routes and people's livelihoods of Qingyang Prefecture have been affected. This is a major issue concerning the stability of the prefecture!"

"I know your Wang family has produced many talented people, but everything has its limits. Here's what I'll do: I'll give your Wang family one month."

Liu Mang held up one finger.

"Within one month, you must resolve all the troubles yourselves and restore order to the county seat. Otherwise, for the sake of the people of Qingyang County, I will have no choice but to act impartially and intervene to rectify the situation."

The threat in his words was made without any attempt to conceal it.

If the prefectural government gets involved, it will be like letting a wolf into the house.

How much of the Wang family's fat meat will be left depends entirely on Liu Mang's mood.

Wang Chongshan swayed.

Quan Bo stepped forward to help him up.

Wang Jingtian stood in front of his father.

"Your Excellency, the Prefect, have gone to great lengths. My father is unwell, so I will not see you off any further."

This is an order to leave.

Liu Mang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Oh? Isn't this my nephew Jing Tian? It's been a while, and you're still as hot-tempered as ever."

"Young man, it's good to be energetic, but you also need to know how to assess the situation. Your father's health can't take any more strain."

After saying that, he left with his guards.

Wang Jingtian spoke softly.

"Your Excellency, Prefect."

Liu Mang paused, then turned around.

"This junior must thank you for your great care and assistance when I was in Liuxi Town some time ago."

Willow Creek Town, Blackwater Alliance, assassination!

Liu Mang's smile froze.

"Nephew... what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Why don't I understand?"

It's okay if you don't understand.

Wang Jingtian met his gaze without fear.

"I just wanted to remind you, sir, that if you walk the night too often, you'll eventually encounter a ghost. The sky isn't at the point where you can cover it up with one hand yet."

"presumptuous!"

Liu Mang's trusted guards shouted.

Liu Mang raised his hand to stop him.

"Good, very good!"

"As expected of the Wang family's prodigy, you have guts! I'll wait and see if your Wang family will still be able to stand here with such backbone a month from now!"

Having said that, he didn't linger.

Wang Jingtian withdrew his gaze.

"Father!"

"I'm fine..."

Wang Chongshan waved his hand.

Being forced to resign in person by his arch-enemy was a humiliation worse than death.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Wang Jingtian helped his father walk towards the study, giving Zhao Zian a wink.

Zhao Zian understood and followed him inside.

Inside the study.

Wang Chongshan was helped to sit down in a grand chair.

"Jing Tian, ​​who is this?"

"Father, this is Zhao Zi'an, Mr. Zhao."

Wang Jingtian spoke solemnly.

"I have invited a gentleman to resolve the crisis for our Wang family."

"gentlemen?"

Wang Chongshan's gaze swept over Zhao Zian.

Disappointment, undisguised disappointment.

He has met at least eighty or a hundred masters and experts, all of whom are ethereal and over fifty years old.

"Jing Tian, ​​stop fooling around."

"The Wang family isn't so desperate as to try anything. Take this...young man home. The consultation fee will still be paid; don't neglect your guest."

Wang Jingtian's expression turned anxious.

"Father! Mr. Zhao, he..."

"That's enough!"

Wang Chongshan coughed, his face turning bright red.

Quan Bo stepped forward and patted his back to soothe him.

"Master Wang."

Zhao Zian spoke.

Wang Chongshan looked up at him wearily.

"The Wang family mansion has been subjected to the Nine Fiends Locking Dragon Formation, with the nine-story glazed pagoda as the core of the formation, which nails down the earth's dragon vein energy and turns auspiciousness into death energy. This formation has been in place for more than a year."

Wang Chongshan's pupils contracted.

"Living in the center of the situation, one's fortune is the first to be affected. That's why the Wang family's shops all over the country have suffered a series of unexpected events in the past year, resulting in losses of over 70%, right?"

Wang Chongshan's expression changed.

These accounts are top secret of the royal family!

"The deathly aura corrodes and harms future generations. That's why the younger generation of the Wang family either suffered qi deviation during cultivation or met with misfortune while traveling, resulting in the deaths or injuries of many direct descendants, right?"

"Finally, the dragon's energy was extinguished, and the patriarch bore the burden. Therefore, Patriarch Wang, your health has been deteriorating since a year ago. You have consulted numerous renowned doctors and consumed countless rare and precious herbs, but there has been no improvement. On the contrary, you have become increasingly weak, unable to sleep at night, and mentally and physically exhausted, is that right?"

Precise, down to the smallest detail!

Wang Jingtian and Quan Bo were also shocked.

Zhao Zian's tone remained calm.

"Just now, Prefect Liu Mang gave you a month."

"A month later, he will use the pretext of rectification to legitimately devour the Wang family."

"Master Wang, the masters you invited are either helpless or just charlatans who scam people out of money. They gave you hope, only to disappoint you time and time again."

You don't have to believe me.

"but……"

"Besides choosing to believe me, do you have any other choice?"

Wang Chongshan stared at Zhao Zian.

road?

Where else could he go?

Wang Chongshan stood up unsteadily.

"Father!"

Wang Jingtian rushed forward to help.

"Master!" Uncle Quan exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't touch me!"

Wang Chongshan moved to stand in front of Zhao Zian.

This is the head of the Wang family, who has ruled the most prestigious family in the county for decades and has never bowed to anyone.

His knees buckled, and he almost knelt down!

Zhao Zian supported his arm, preventing Wang Chongshan from kneeling down any further.

"Master Wang, there's no need for that."

Wang Chongshan was overcome with emotion and tears streamed down his face.

"Sir, please, sir, save my Wang family!"

"It is my incompetence that has plunged the Wang family into such a desperate situation! If you, sir, can save the Wang family from this dire straits, I, Wang Chongshan... am willing to serve you like a slave!"

Wang Jingtian's eyes reddened.

He stepped forward and bowed deeply to Zhao Zi'an.

"Mr. Zhao, please forgive my previous neglect. The entire Wang family is at your beck and call!"

Zhao Zian helped Wang Chongshan back to sit down in the armchair.

"Breaking the deadlock is a delicate matter; it has far-reaching consequences and cannot be rushed."

"Before eradicating this situation, I will first alleviate the suffering of the patriarch from this deathly aura."

"Bring me a brush, cinnabar, and yellow talisman paper."

"Quick! Go get the best one!"

Wang Jingtian gave an order to Quan Bo.