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

"Back then, when Elder Tian was deposed, it implicated many people and forces. The Old Celestial Master has finally had enough and is using his junior brother's established authority in Beijing as an opportunity to settle scores in the capital?! To launch a massive purge?!"

The more Zhao Fangxu thought about it, the more likely it seemed!

"No way! Absolutely not! Beijing can't withstand this kind of turmoil from these 'dragon and tiger'!"

Zhao Fangxu grabbed the landline phone on the table:

"Hey! Notify all senior executives in Beijing! Cancel all schedules tomorrow morning at 6:00 AM!"

"Everyone, follow me to the Capital Airport!"

"No matter what the old Celestial Master is here for, we must go and sound him out as soon as possible! Keep him calm!"

It's not just companies.

That night, news of the Old Celestial Master's journey down the mountain to the capital quickly reached the ears of the major clans and the Ten Elders through various clandestine channels.

Wang Family Compound.

Wang Ai, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up and was so frightened by the news that she almost fell off the bed.

"The Celestial Master has come to the capital?! Is he here to cause trouble for me on behalf of his crazy junior brother?!"

"Quickly! Pass down the order! The Wang family will remain closed to all visitors for the next few days! No one is allowed to go out and cause trouble!"

The Lü family.

Lu Ci touched the scar on his face, sat in the armchair all night without sleeping, his heart pounding.

Overnight, the entire community of eccentric individuals in Beijing was filled with unease and paranoia.

Everyone felt that a storm was coming.

……

Early the next morning.

Xishan Manor boasts beautiful scenery.

Zhang Tianyi was wearing an extremely comfortable moon-white loungewear set and was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard.

Holding a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, he ate it slowly and leisurely, as if enjoying a peaceful moment.

In front of him, Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu were standing side by side.

Zhang Chulan was dressed in casual, smart attire.

Zhang Lingyu, on the other hand, always wore an impeccably white Taoist robe, exuding a cool and aloof aura.

"The senior students' flight will land around 9:30."

Zhang Tianyi picked up a piece of pickled vegetable with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound. He casually ordered:

"Lingyu, take Chu Lan with you and drive two cars to the airport to pick him up."

"Yes, Second Martial Uncle." Zhang Lingyu nodded respectfully.

Zhang Chulan chuckled and stepped forward: "Master, aren't you going to personally greet the Old Celestial Master? He's the Sect Leader's senior brother."

"What a load of crap."

Zhang Tianyi rolled her eyes and leaned back lazily.

"Does Zhang Zhiwei have any clout that I, Daoist Master, have to personally pick him up from the airport?"

"Besides, I still need to prepare a welcome feast for our third son at home. Go on, drive slowly on the road, don't jol the third son."

"Alright! Just you wait and see!"

Zhang Chulan patted his chest and assured Zhang Lingyu, then pulled her out the door.

……

Outside the VIP arrival channel at Beijing Capital International Airport.

Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu had just parked their car and walked to the exit of the passage when they were immediately stunned by the scene before them.

Outside the passageway, everyone was dressed in black suits and sunglasses.

Almost all of the company's senior executives were present!

Leading the group was Chairman Zhao Fangxu, who sported dark circles under his eyes!

Moreover, there were many seemingly ordinary people scattered around the perimeter who were actually spies from various families.

The atmosphere at the entire airport was as if they were waiting for a state guest to arrive.

"What...what's going on?"

Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly. He usually cultivated in seclusion on the mountain and had never seen such a scene that resembled a gang meeting.

Zhang Chulan, however, was a shrewd person. His eyes darted around, and he almost burst out laughing.

"Hey! What else could it be?"

Zhang Chulan nudged Zhang Lingyu with his elbow and said in a low voice:

"Our Second Master has been stirring up trouble in Beijing these past few days, and everyone was already scared. Now that the Celestial Master has suddenly come down the mountain, these people must think he's here to settle scores, and they're terrified!"

As they were talking, Zhao Fangxu saw the two people walking over and rushed over as if he had seen a savior.

"Ouch! Chu Lan! Master Lingyu!"

Zhao Fangxu lowered his voice and tentatively asked, "Who exactly offended the Old Master this time? Could you two give us a hint so the company can be prepared?"

Zhang Lingyu was about to tell the truth that he had only come to visit relatives.

Zhang Chulan grabbed him, adopting a deep and unfathomable expression:

"Chairman Zhao... this matter is too complicated."

"All I can say is that the old master came with great determination this time."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu's legs nearly went weak.

A major decision?!

It's over, the world of supernatural beings in Beijing is about to be reshuffled!

Just then.

The automatic glass doors of the passageway slid open slowly to both sides.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone held their breath.

A very tall figure slowly walked out of the passage.

Zhang Zhiwei, the Old Celestial Master.

Today he was dressed in a simple gray Taoist uniform and was pushing a wheelchair.

Sitting in the wheelchair was Tian Jinzhong, whose hands were trembling slightly with excitement.

Beside him stood Rong Shan, tall and imposing with a solemn expression.

Although the old celestial master had no expression and did not release a single trace of Qi.

But in everyone's eyes, the old man's slightly tired eyes clearly concealed a murderous aura as vast as mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

"Gudong."

Zhao Fangxu swallowed hard, forced a smile, and was about to step forward to greet him and say a few nice opening remarks.

however.

In this solemn and even somewhat terrifying and oppressive atmosphere.

A chilling scream, utterly disruptive to the atmosphere, suddenly rang out in the empty hall!

"Master!"

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes.

Zhang Chulan was like a wild dog that had broken free of its reins.

He knelt down on both knees with extreme smoothness and skill, about five meters away from the old master.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Chulan performed a perfect sliding knee, sliding right up to the Old Master's feet.

Then, under the astonished gazes of Zhao Fangxu, the senior executives, and the spies from all sides,

Without hesitation, Zhang Chulan stretched out his hands and hugged the old master's leg tightly!

He buried his face in the old Taoist master's robe and howled so loudly and heart-wrenchingly that it moved heaven and earth:

"Waaaaah...Master! Your grandson has missed you so much!"

"You've come all this way down the mountain, it must have been a long and tiring journey for you. I'm so sorry for my grandson!"

"Look how wrinkled your robe is! When we get back to the manor, your grandson will iron it for you himself!"

Zhao Fangxu's smile froze on his face, and his handkerchief fell to the ground.

Rong Shan's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

Zhang Lingyu, who was standing at the back and was originally preparing to go up and respectfully pay her respects, was also present.

I was completely petrified.

His cool, handsome face was filled with despair, as if his worldview had been shattered.

"This...this is utterly disregard for decorum..."

Zhang Lingyu let out a painful wail in her heart.

He knew Zhang Chulan was shameless, but in this solemn moment surrounded by the power of the Ten Elders...

You just slide down to your knees and hug my leg?!

Do they even care about the reputation of the Celestial Master's Mansion?!

The old master looked down at the "large pendant" hanging on his leg.

The emotions that were just building up instantly crumbled.