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

"What? You think I'm having an online romance with you?"

"Online...online dating?" Qu Tong, who was possessing the young man's body, was clearly taken aback by the word.

"Isn't that right? They don't even dare to show their true colors, hiding in the gutter with a voice changer, pretending to be big shots."

Zhang Tianyi chuckled and leaned back slightly:

"Want to talk to me? Fine. I don't have many rules, but there's one—"

"I only talk to living people who are standing in front of me and breathing."

Qu Tong paused for two seconds, seemingly reassessing Zhang Tianyi's psychological defenses.

“Master, you are a wise man. Since I have found this place, I naturally bring with me sufficient sincerity.”

"The fortune of having two perfect hands, in exchange for a promise from you, is something for you..."

"Alright, stop with your pyramid scheme rhetoric."

Zhang Tianyi interrupted her impatiently.

He reached up and took off his sunglasses, his gaze gradually turning cold and sharp:

"Don't overdo it in this hot weather."

"You came all this way today, really just to discuss medical techniques with me, or out of pity for my crippled junior brother?"

Zhang Tianyi revealed a cold smile, incisively piercing through the other party's disguise:

"You're just anxious and want to get your silly younger brother, Ma Xianhong, back."

The deliveryman stiffened slightly when his weakness was exposed.

"Since you like playing sophisticated games, then I'll play it by ear."

Zhang Tianyi slowly picked up a grape from the fruit plate and popped it into his mouth:

"Three days later."

"Beijing, Wukesong Arena."

"The Wang and Lü families took the lead and booked the venue to hold an unprecedented 'public trial'."

Zhang Tianyi looked at her and spoke slowly:

“I have handed over your precious younger brother, Ma Xianhong, completely. Now he is meat on Wang Ai and Lü Ci’s plate.”

"You should know better than I how greedy the Wang and Lü families are for the Eight Extraordinary Techniques."

"Once the trial concludes, Ma Xianhong will officially fall into their hands..."

"Tsk tsk, let alone the Divine Craftsmanship, I'm afraid even his soul would be completely drained by those two old foxes using the Soul-Clearing Technique, leaving not a trace."

The delivery driver's facial muscles began to twitch uncontrollably.

Qu Tong clearly hadn't expected that Zhang Tianyi would use such a simple and brutal method to throw Ma Xianhong, this hot potato, into the most dangerous wolf's den!

They even held some kind of public trial?!

This is clearly an attempt to force her to show herself!

"Zhang Tianyi...aren't you afraid of pushing me too far by doing this..."

Qu Tong's voice finally lost its usual elegance, taking on a hint of fierce, teeth-gritting ruthlessness.

"Fear? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary."

Zhang Tianyi suddenly sat up straight in the recliner.

He suddenly moved closer to the delivery guy, and a violent, chilling pressure burst forth from his eyes.

"Want to save someone?"

Zhang Tianyi's voice was icy, each word striking Qu Tong's nerves with deliberate force:

"The trial will be held in three days."

"You, Qu Tong, come see me in person."

"If you come, we can talk about anything."

"If you don't come..."

Zhang Tianyi's lips curled into a sinister smile:

"Then prepare the coffin and go to the Wang family compound to collect the body of your good brother."

Done.

Zhang Tianyi didn't give Qu Tong any chance to respond at all.

He then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers crisply at the deliveryman's forehead.

"Snapped!"

"Buzz!"

It was accompanied by a soft sound.

A flash of lightning instantly severed the flow of spiritual energy connecting the deliveryman's mind.

In a secret underground chamber thousands of miles away.

Qu Tong, who was performing the procedure, suddenly let out a muffled groan, her expression changed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The energy field in front of her shattered with a crash, and her mental connection was brutally severed by a violent force.

And in the back garden of Xishan Villa.

The delivery guy's body suddenly went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

He blinked in confusion, shook his head, and the profound, manipulated aura he had just exuded vanished instantly.

"Huh? How... how did I end up standing here?"

The young man looked at his empty hands, then at the handsome young man sitting in the recliner in front of him, and was completely dumbfounded.

"Um... sir, is your takeout order... all right?"

"No problem, the meat is very fresh."

Zhang Tianyi had already lay back down in the chair, reverting to his lifeless, corpse-like state.

He waved to Zhang Chulan, who had just run back carrying the oven:

"Chu Lan, give the delivery guy a 200 yuan tip. It's not easy to deliver food in this heat."

"Hey! Good!"

Zhang Chulan quickly pulled out some cash and stuffed it into the deliveryman's hand.

The delivery driver left, thanking the generous tip profusely.

Even after he walked out the door, he was still scratching his head, feeling as if he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it.

The courtyard returned to silence.

Lu Jin looked at Zhang Tianyi, his old eyes filled with admiration and sighs:

"Second Brother, your 'beating the grass to scare the snake' move was truly brilliant."

"With just a few words, we forced the rat hiding in the shadows to come out."

"What do you mean by 'stirring up trouble'? This is called a well-intentioned, open strategy."

Zhang Tianyi looked at the red-hot binchotan charcoal, picked up his chopsticks, and placed a piece of Wagyu beef on it.

"Fuck."

The enticing aroma of meat instantly filled the air.

Zhang Tianyi flipped the grilled meat, a contented smile on his lips:

"Didn't Wang Ai and Lü Ci want to eat meat? I'll set up a table for them."

"Qu Tong wants to hide, doesn't she? I'll see if she's really willing to let Ma Xianhong die right now."

Chapter 127 The Light of Righteousness: Not Showing It Is a Disrespect

The Wang and Lü families were extremely efficient in their work.

In just one day.

The gold-embossed invitations, like snowflakes, flew precisely to sects, families, and even unknown independent masters across the country.

The wording on the invitation was grand and righteous.

They claim that Ma Xianhong attempted to overturn the population red line of the supernatural world, and that his crimes were heinous.

In order to demonstrate the power of righteousness, a "public trial" will be held at the Wukesong Arena in Beijing.

But beneath those righteous and awe-inspiring words lies an unyielding and domineering force—

"At that time, I hope that all sect leaders and renowned figures will take the time to attend and participate in this grand event. Those who are absent will be showing no regard for the safety of the extraordinary world and will disrespect the Wang and Lü families!"

The subtext couldn't be clearer.

Not giving me face?

In the world of supernatural beings, if you offend two of the four major families at the same time, you can forget about living peacefully in the future.

For a time, although the leaders and patriarchs of various sects were secretly cursing what kind of trouble these two old foxes were up to, their actions betrayed their true intentions, and they all began booking plane and high-speed rail tickets to go to Beijing to "attend the ceremony".

......

A dark, underground chamber without even a window.

"Snapped!"

An exquisite gold-embossed invitation was slammed hard onto the table by a well-maintained hand.

Because of the excessive force, the edges of the invitation were even pinched into deep wrinkles.

"President... The Wang family sent people to deliver it, not only to our headquarters, but also blatantly to several of your private email addresses."

A trusted confidant of the Yaoxing Society lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly.