One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Tianyi stopped, took a sip of coffee, and glanced at the row of strangely shaped people in front of him.

"Hmm, it's alright. The shrimp dumplings were a little overcooked, but it'll do."

He put down his coffee cup and smiled slightly at everyone.

He didn't put on any airs of a senior; instead, he nodded like a friendly older brother next door.

"You're all here? You're here early."

"Everyone has it tough, we're all working hard for the company, thank you for your hard work."

This greeting is like a gentle spring breeze.

The temporary workers exchanged glances, their tension easing slightly.

Is this the legendary God of Slaughter?

He seems quite kind.

"Junior Xiao Zizai (Hei Guan'er, Lao Meng) greets Master Tian Shu!"

The group bowed slightly in perfect unison, performing a junior's greeting.

Whether in terms of ability or seniority, the person in front of me is worthy of it.

"Alright, alright, stop with all this formalities, just call me Grandpa Tian."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand, his gaze finally landing on Old Meng in the corner.

Or rather, it was Lao Meng's gaze that was fixed intently on Chen Duo.

Old Meng was trembling as he looked at Chen Duo, who was following behind Zhang Tianyi and looked as pure as a little princess.

His eyes instantly reddened.

That child who was once locked up in the bunker like a wild beast...

The murderer who killed his benefactor, Liao Zhong...

“Chen…Chen Duo…”

Old Meng's voice choked with emotion as he took a step forward, reaching out to grab Chen Duo:

"Why...why did you kill Lao Liao?!"

"He was so good to you! Why did you run away?!"

Chen Duo, holding the Sad Frog, instinctively shrank back when she saw Lao Meng rushing over.

A hint of wariness and indifference resurfaced in those eyes that had just regained some sparkle.

however.

Before Lao Meng could even get close...

A hand floated lightly in front of him.

Zhang Tianyi had somehow moved to the side and stood in front of Chen Duo.

"This... is it Layman Meng?"

Zhang Tianyi looked at Lao Meng, his tone still gentle, but his eyes became somewhat profound:

"Don't get so angry so early in the morning, it's bad for your liver."

"But... Zhenren! She's a murderer! She killed Liao Zhong!"

Old Meng was sweating profusely and pointed at Chen Duo.

"I know."

Zhang Tianyi nodded, took a sip of coffee, and spoke calmly:

"But this matter is now under my jurisdiction."

"No one is allowed to yell at her until I, Dao Ye, have sorted things out."

"If you have any grievances or questions, keep them to yourself for now."

Zhang Tianyi extended a finger and gently tapped Lao Meng's shoulder, pushing him back to his original position:

"Once we get to Biyou Village, and have eaten and drunk our fill, we can chat more slowly."

"Now, don't frighten the child."

Looking into Zhang Tianyi's purple eyes, Lao Meng's initial excitement seemed to be extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

That irresistible aura of authority left him no choice but to lower his head and retreat.

Chen Duo stood behind Zhang Tianyi, looking at his broad back.

She tightened her embrace around the sad frog.

"Alright, everyone's here."

Zhang Tianyi turned around and looked at the luxurious RV, which was clearly a bit cramped for so many people, and frowned.

"How many people are there? One, two, three... about ten people."

"How can anyone fit on this vehicle? Are we crammed into a sardine can?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head: "Master, how about we take a taxi and follow them?"

"Take a taxi? That's too embarrassing."

Zhang Tianyi handed the empty coffee cup to Zhang Chulan, turned and walked towards the hotel lobby manager, snapping his fingers:

"manager!"

The manager, who had been waiting nearby, immediately rushed over like an arrow released from a bow:

"Yes, Mr. Zhang. What are your instructions?"

"Does your hotel have... a slightly more spacious and comfortable car?"

Zhang Tianyi gestured:

"Preferably, commercial vehicles; please arrange two for us."

"Yes, yes! We need two Mercedes-Benz V-Class minivans and two Alphards. Is that alright?"

"Okay, let's go with that one."

Zhang Tianyi pulled the black card out of his pocket and handed it over with an extremely nonchalant air:

"Charter a car, including the driver. Take us to that Biyou Village."

"Also, keep some snacks and drinks in the car, a variety of them, not just one kind."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang! I'll arrange it right away!"

Watching the manager happily run off to make arrangements, holding the black card.

The temporary workers behind him were all dumbfounded.

Wang Zhenqiu poked Zhang Chulan in the ribcage, his face full of envy, jealousy, and resentment:

"Holy crap... Chu Lan, your advisor... is he really rich?"

"Are we going on a mission or a team-building trip? We need a luxury convoy for this trip!"

Zhang Chulan gave a wry smile and shrugged:

"Brother Qiu, you'll get used to it."

"If you follow my advisor, your quality of life will be absolutely guaranteed, to say the least."

……

Half an hour later.

A small convoy consisting of a luxury RV and two black minivans drove out of the city and headed into the mountains.

In the car, Zhang Tianyi made a point of arranging for Chen Duo to sit next to him.

I also gave her a big bag of potato chips that I had just bought.

"Eat up, the journey will be boring."

Zhang Tianyi put on an eye mask and adjusted herself into a comfortable position.

"Wake me up when we get there, I need to catch up on some sleep."

……

Biyou Village, at the village entrance.

Ma Xianhong stood with his hands behind his back beside a large rock, looking anxiously at the end of the mountain path.

"Master, do you think that True Person Tian Shu... will really return today?"

Qiu Rang stood to the side, asking with some concern:

"What if he never comes back? Or... did he run away with Chen Duo?"

"will not."

Ma Xianhong shook his head, his tone firm, but he himself was unsure:

"Such a master, once he said he would come back, he wouldn't break his promise."

"Moreover... I believe his interest in the Body Refinement Furnace hasn't faded yet."

Just then.

A deep engine roar broke the tranquility of the valley.

Ma Xianhong's eyes lit up: "They're here!"

However, when the convoy slowly came into view, Ma Xianhong's expression froze.

One... two... three...

Why are they coming in a group?

The convoy stopped at the village entrance.

The car doors opened one by one.