He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

Seven days later, on the Xilin Gol Grassland, a long wind blew for thousands of miles, and the grass rippled like waves.

On the vast and desolate wilderness, layers of cordon lines were laid out, and employees of NaDuTong, dressed in brown courier uniforms, stood solemnly in all directions, effectively sealing off the entire battlefield to prevent other unauthorized personnel from entering.

It was still early before the agreed time, but before Qin Yun and Bi Heren, the two main figures, could arrive, the higher-ups of the Extraordinary People world had already arrived.

As the chairman, Zhao Fangxu would naturally not personally intervene in matters that would bring no significant benefit but would cause trouble if mistakes were made.

The person that Na Du Tong sent this time was Bi Youlong, a director who had fought his way up from the front lines, wearing a black, tight-fitting combat uniform, with a bald head and a stern face.

Bi Youlong was currently in charge of the central army, his expression as serious as ever.

Unfortunately, he was just a mere director, and the people who came this time didn't seem to care much about him.

Of the ten elders, besides Zhang Zhiwei, Naruhu, Muyou, and Master Liaokong...

Lu Ci, Wang Ai, Lu Jin, Guan Shihua, Feng Zhenghao, and Chen Jinkui gathered at the scene, each with their own thoughts.

Given their status, if Zhao Fangxu were to come, they might still be able to give him some face.

But if it's just Bi Youlong, then it's a bit hard to say.

In addition, although the Celestial Master did not come, he sent a representative.

Zhang Qianhe, dressed in a black Taoist robe, stood to the side. Although he was not as tall and imposing as the old Celestial Master, he was upright and had an extraordinary aura.

He has a hint of the Sweeping Monk.

As everyone waited quietly, the atmosphere became somewhat subtle, with whispers occasionally reaching their ears.

With his graying beard and hair and smooth demeanor, Wang Ai was the first to glance sideways and probe, his gaze sweeping over Feng Zhenghao beside him before speaking softly.

"Faced with this thorny situation, we must suppress the brilliance of the younger generation, quell the chaos caused by the Japanese eccentrics, and also save face for the company."

In terms of methods, among those present, the newly appointed ten elders, Chairman Feng, is the best choice.

Could it be that Chairman Zhao chose you?

"Mr. Wang, you flatter me. I'm just a junior; how could I possibly be worthy of your title?"

Before Feng Zhenghao could continue explaining, Lu Jin, who was standing to the side, immediately retorted with two sentences.

"Wang Ai, stop testing me!"

"Don't forget, Chairman Feng and Qin are both from Tianjin, and they seemed to have business dealings a few days ago."

Given this relationship, how could Chairman Zhao possibly ask him to play the villain?

Wang Ai smiled sinisterly. She had originally wanted to put Feng Zhenghao in a bad mood, but since Lu Jin had spoken up to smooth things over, Wang Ai was at a loss for words.

On the other side, Lü Ci rubbed his knuckles with his fingertips, his face full of arrogance and impatience.

"snort!"

"In my opinion, although this young man acts aggressively, he seems somewhat impulsive and reckless."

But after a pause, a hint of appreciation flashed in Lü Ci's eyes.

"To dare to single-handedly confront the entire Bihe Mountain—such a temperament is truly rare, pure, and exhilarating!"

"If those little devils really dare to set foot on our Chinese soil later..."

A fair competition is fine, but if they dare to pull any tricks...

Lu Ci paused for a moment, then looked at Bi Youlong and spoke frankly.

"Even if it means offending All-Tong and slapping Chairman Zhao's face, I, Lü Ci, will still teach them a lesson!"

Bi Youlong: "Old Lu, isn't this a bit much?"

"That's just my temper. Don't think I don't know what you call me behind my back."

A mad dog!

If this mad dog of mine didn't bite, would it still be called a mad dog?

Guan Shihua: "Hahaha, Lü Ci, you're already so old, I didn't expect you to still be so reckless!"

As everyone was discussing, Feng Zhenghao's gaze remained fixed on Zhang Qianhe, who seemed unremarkable, with deep apprehension and solemnity hidden in his eyes.

Outsiders only noticed his gentle demeanor and assumed he was just a representative of the Zhengyi sect casually appointed by the Celestial Master to make a formality and observe the situation.

Ke Fengzhenghao was well aware of the profound heritage of Longhu Mountain.

The orthodox cultivation methods of the Xuanmen sect are most adept at preserving youth.

Zhang Qianhe looks to be only in his sixties or seventies, but he is actually in his eighties or nineties, almost a hundred!

Moreover, a little calculation based on age will reveal the answer.

Zhang Qianhe was the first disciple personally accepted by Zhang Zhiwei when he was young and famous, and when he was over thirty years old and had dominated the world!

He is a true descendant of the Zhang family, whose lineage is impersonated, and whose golden light and incantation are refined to perfection, making him invincible.

His thunder magic cultivation was deeply inherited from the Celestial Master. There were even rumors that, in addition to practicing the Yang Wu Thunder Magic Crimson Palace, Zhang Zhiwei also taught him advanced thunder magic when he went out to oversee things.

He has devoted himself to Taoist practice for decades, appearing gentle and reserved with no sharp edges, but in reality, he is profound and unassuming.

In terms of actual combat strength, this Taoist disciple is definitely no less than any of the Ten Elders present!

The old Celestial Master rarely intervenes in worldly disputes, but today he specially sent him down the mountain; his purpose is all too clear.

First, observe the situation from the sidelines and uphold the bottom line;

Secondly, at a critical moment, he stepped in to save Qin Yun's life, preventing the pride of Zheng Yi from dying due to the calculations and schemes of the higher-ups.

Putting everything else aside for now, with Zhang Qianhe here, no matter how bad the outcome, Qin Yun's life should be saved!

"Since the Celestial Master's Mansion has made arrangements, then I don't need to be the one to stick my neck out!"

I never expected that the Celestial Master would value Qin Yun so much.

No wonder he complained a few days ago that his dowry was too small!

With differing intentions and hidden schemes, the grassland appears calm on the surface, but in reality, it is turbulent beneath the surface.

But just then, from the far end of the wilderness, a solitary figure slowly walked towards the wind.

Qin Yun arrived as promised!

……

When that slender and upright figure came into view, the murmurs in the room instantly ceased.

At the same time, under the watchful eyes of several people, a figure slowly stepped out from the crowd.

His bald head was shiny, his face was old and resolute, and his dark red training uniform made him look even more imposing.

Every move he made carried the sharp edge of a veteran master of the Shuzi Sect.

It was Chen Jinkui, one of the Ten Elders!

Wang Ai: So it was him!

Feng Zhenghao: It really was him!

Chen Jinkui slowly walked out of the crowd, first clasping his hands in a gesture of respect to everyone, indicating that he had overstepped his bounds.

Although the Shuzi Sect is renowned and considered a major faction in the world of supernatural beings, he is ultimately a junior in front of people like Lu Jin and Lü Ci, and has to be polite.

But in front of Qin Yun, he was far less sensible!

Chen Jinkui stood in the middle of the wilderness, facing Qin Yun, who had come alone to the appointment.

"Little one, we old folks can generally understand what you're thinking."

"Young people are full of vigor and rely on their strength to fight for their homeland and eliminate foreign invaders. This kind of courage is not wrong."

"but……"

"There are rules and regulations in the martial world; the realm of extraordinary individuals has never been a place for you to act recklessly!"

Chen Jinkui's voice was slightly deep, and his tone left no room for argument.

"Take my advice, obediently hand over the demon sword Hirumaru, and stop getting involved in the affairs of Mount Hiei."

That way, everything can be wiped clean!

"From now on, you will continue to be a wealthy man in Tianjin, with your own businesses and your privately run affairs."

The company won't interfere at all; things will remain the same as before.

"But if you remain young and impetuous, stubborn and incorrigible, insisting on resisting to the end—"

Chen Jinkui's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and his tone turned completely cold.

"Then don't blame me for disciplining you, you little brat, on behalf of your elders!"