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

When Zhang Chulan's violent palm lightning touched Zhang Tianyi's little finger, it not only did not explode, but instead... became docile.

The white lightning seemed to have encountered an ancestor, instantly extinguishing its flames and even affectionately wrapping around Zhang Tianyi's fingers.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

This is Yang Five Thunder!

"That's not how you use Yang Lei, you little virgin."

Zhang Tianyi's eyes turned cold, and he flicked his fingertips lightly.

collapse!

A force that wasn't powerful, but was extremely pure, instantly sent Zhang Chulan flying five or six meters away, landing face-first on the ground.

"stop!!"

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to get up and fight desperately, and Feng Baobao picked up a shovel to bury him in the nick of time...

A deep, majestic shout, like a morning bell, resounded in everyone's ears.

"Stop it, all of you!"

The crowd automatically separated.

Zhang Zhiwei, the old Celestial Master, dressed in a golden Taoist robe and with white hair and beard, walked over with his hands behind his back and a somber expression.

Behind him followed Zhang Lingyu, whose expression was complicated.

"Old...Old Celestial Master?!"

The moment Zhang Chulan saw Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes darted around, and he immediately lay down on the ground, refusing to get up, and began to throw a tantrum.

"Master! You've finally arrived! You must help me!"

"Is there no law left on Mount Longhu? This nonconformist... no, this weirdo, he bullied me! He even insulted my grandfather! And he tried to kill me!"

"Look how badly he hit me... Ouch, my back..."

Zhang Chulan's performance was incredibly moving, with tears streaming down his face; his acting was truly award-winning.

He thought to himself, "Since this old master invited me, he will definitely protect me."

As long as we latch onto this powerful figure, this non-mainstream guy will definitely be in deep trouble!

however.

What he didn't expect was...

The old master didn't scold the unconventional person; instead, he looked at him with a helpless expression.

"Second brother, what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay in the back mountain?"

"Second brother...?"

Zhang Chulan's crying stopped abruptly.

Zhang Tianyi shrugged, put his sunglasses back on, put his hands in his pockets, and looked completely indifferent.

"It's lively in the front hills today, so I came out for a stroll. And while I'm at it... to see what that big-eared thief's grandson looks like."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Chulan lying on the ground and chuckled:

"He does look a lot like his grandfather, but he's even more cunning than his grandfather."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, turned to look at Zhang Chulan on the ground, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Alright, stop acting and get up."

"Chu Lan, and that little girl, you two, come with me."

……

A few minutes later.

In the inner courtyard of the Celestial Master's Mansion, in an extremely private and quiet room.

The door was closed, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

There were only three people in the room.

Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu stood guard at the door.

Old Master Zhang Chulan stood inside the room.

Meanwhile, the man in the skull hoodie wearing sunglasses was sitting regally in a grand chair.

Zhang Chulan felt uneasy, sensing an extremely strange atmosphere.

"Old Celestial Master, who...who exactly is this person?"

Zhang Chulan pointed at Zhang Tianyi, his voice slightly weak.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't say anything, but walked to Zhang Tianyi's side, bent down slightly, and poured him a cup of tea.

This action nearly made Zhang Chulan's eyes pop out.

The pinnacle of the supernatural world, serving tea to this unconventional individual?!

"Chu Lan."

Zhang Zhiwei turned around, looked at the bewildered Zhang Chulan, and his tone became extremely serious and solemn:

"Haven't you always wanted to know about your grandfather's past?"

Zhang Zhiwei pointed to Zhang Tianyi, who was sitting in a chair blowing on his teacup, and said in a deep voice:

"Kneel down."

"Huh?" Zhang Chulan was stunned.

"I'll make you kneel down!"

The old Celestial Master's voice carried an irresistible divine might.

Pfft!

Zhang Chulan's knees buckled, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"kowtow."

Zhang Zhiwei pointed at Zhang Tianyi and said, word by word:

"Call him Second Master."

"What the heck?!"

Zhang Chulan had completely lost his mind. He pointed at the face that looked even younger than his own, his voice shrill and distorted:

"Master...Master?! Second Master?!"

"Him?! I think he's only twenty! Not even as old as me! I'm supposed to call him 'Master'?!"

"Master, please stop messing with me! How is this generational ranking calculated?!"

"What? Did you feel wronged?"

Zhang Tianyi put down his teacup, took off his sunglasses, and stared quietly at Zhang Chulan with his eyes flashing with purple lightning.

In that very instant.

An aura as vast as the sea and as deep as an abyss emanated from him without reservation.

That wasn't simply a matter of suppressing force.

It was a resonance of thunder magic originating from the depths of one's bloodline, sharing the same lineage and origin!

The Yang Five Thunders within Zhang Chulan instantly bowed down before this aura, even trembling as if in celebration.

"My name is Zhang Tianyi."

“He is your grandfather Zhang Huaiyi’s second senior brother.”

"The person your dead grandfather feared and respected most in his life."

Zhang Tianyi leaned forward slightly, looking at the stunned Zhang Chulan, a smile playing on his lips:

"Call me Second Master, and from now on, on Dragon Tiger Mountain..."

"Even if I tear a hole in the sky, I'll patch it up for you."

"How about it, Zhang the Virgin?"

"Are you going to call out this time, or not?"

Chapter 14 The Second Master has arrived, and justice has been served!

The deathly silence in the quiet room lasted for a full three seconds.

Zhang Chulan knelt on the ground, still in that bewildered position, his brain racing at a speed of eight thousand revolutions per second.

There's so much information!

First of all, this unconventional trendy guy is neither a lunatic nor an assassin from some random force.

Secondly, he was the old master's junior brother.

This is a very important figure of the highest seniority in Longhu Mountain!

the most important is……

He was Zhang Huaiyi's second senior brother.

That is, his own grandfather's own senior brother!

And judging from what he just said, this person not only knows Grandpa, but they're extremely close; Grandpa is even afraid of him. Add to that the terrifying strength of that little finger that easily neutralized his full-force palm strike...

This is hardly a windfall.

This is like a mountain of gold falling from the sky and hitting you right on the head!

Zhang Chulan's small eyes, which were originally filled with fear, vigilance, and calculation, suddenly burst forth with a light more dazzling than a 1,000-watt light bulb the moment he figured it all out.

"Slurp—"