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

Zhang Chulan covered the microphone, lowered his voice, and looked helpless:

"Chairman Zhao, please do me a favor and make an exception just this once! I promise I'll wait another half hour at most!"

Zhao Fangxu on the other end of the phone was clearly also exhausted:

"Zhang Chulan! That's a private flight route at the Capital Airport! What on earth is your second master doing?! What time is it?!"

"Uh……"

Zhang Chulan glanced at the tightly closed door on the second floor and muttered under his breath:

"The Second Master is still taking his beauty nap."

"Beep beep beep..." Zhao Fangxu hung up the phone in anger.

Zhang Chulan put down his phone, looking utterly dejected.

"Master..."

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a bitter face, "Why don't you go upstairs and give them a wake-up call yourself?"

"Do you think this old Taoist priest doesn't want to go?"

The old celestial master twitched his beard and pointed impatiently to the second floor:

"Go and take a look at that doorway; it's protected by a barrier!"

"If I force my way in, given his temper, I don't want to fight him in front of you all so early in the morning!"

"What should we do then?"

Wang stared at the ceiling in despair, “Grandma Guan from the Northeast is calling me nonstop.”

Just when everyone was at a loss.

Chen Duo, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa watching cartoons, silently stood up.

She walked briskly to the second-floor entrance.

"Junior Sister! Don't go over there! It's dangerous!" Zhang Lingyu quickly warned.

However, a miraculous thing happened.

As Chen Duo approached the barrier, the lightning seed within her seemed to resonate.

The lightning net seemed to have a mind of its own, automatically splitting into a channel in the middle.

"Master."

Chen Duo stood at the door and called out softly:

"The sun is shining on my butt. I'm hungry and want to eat braised goose in an iron pot from Northeast China."

Three seconds later.

"Squeak!"

The master bedroom door was pushed open.

Zhang Tianyi, with her long, messy hair, yawned and walked out while holding onto the railing.

"What's with the rush... It's so early in the morning, can't a person get some sleep?"

Zhang Tianyi rubbed his eyes sleepily, his tone still carrying a hint of morning grumpiness:

"I played ranked matches last night and encountered three AFK players. We fought until 4 a.m. before I finally got a pentakill!"

"At my age, is it easy for me to stay up all night?"

As Zhang Tianyi walked downstairs, he pointed at the group of people below:

"You young people have no respect for the elderly or care for the young!"

Zhang Chulan was internally screaming: "You were playing games so hard last night, you almost broke the tablet! And you're telling me you're an old man?!"

But a fawning smile immediately spread across his face:

"The advisor is right! It's the grandsons who are being unreasonable!"

"So, do you think... we should set off now? Private planes in the Northeast have almost taken over the runways."

"Alright, alright."

Zhang Tianyi walked downstairs and reached out to ruffle Chen Duo's hair:

"Since the girl wants to eat braised goose in an iron pot, let's set off now! Let's go and support our fellow Northeasterners!"

"Give me ten minutes, I need to change!"

These "ten minutes" dragged on until 1 p.m.

When Zhang Tianyi finally finished washing up and getting her hair done, she came downstairs.

The people down there are so hungry they're practically eating the sofa.

"Let's go!"

A short trench coat, a high collar, and large sunglasses.

Zhang Tianyi exudes both warmth and grace, radiating an aura of power.

"Men, target Changbai Mountain, takeoff!"

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon, Northeast China.

On the tarmac of a private airport.

On the tarmac, the air was filled with the sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers.

A large banner, over ten meters long, fluttered in the wind:

A warm welcome to the Venerable Celestial Master and the Celestial Pivot Master of Longhu Mountain for their visit to Northeast China and their guidance!

Below the banner.

Guan Shihua, wearing a thick mink coat, was eagerly waiting.

Beside her, Gao Lian, the head of the Northeast region, was also wearing a military overcoat, rubbing his hands as he waited in the cold wind.

Behind him stood two rows of Ma Xian family core members, standing in neat rows.

Their noses were red from the cold, but their eyes remained fervent.

"They're here! Great-Grandma! The plane has landed!"

Deng Youfu pushed up his fogged-up glasses and excitedly shouted, pointing at the plane taxiing towards him.

The hatch opened and the gangway descended.

A gust of cold wind rushed into the cabin.

"Holy crap, does the wind from the Northeast have some kind of magical penetrating power?"

Zhang Chulan was the first to peek out, and shivered from the cold.

Immediately afterwards, the old Celestial Master walked down as steadily as Mount Tai.

"Old Celestial Master!!"

When Guan Shihua saw the old Celestial Master, she almost burst into tears on the spot.

She took quick, light steps and hurried to meet him:

"Oh my god! Master! We've finally been waiting for you, our great Buddha! You must have had a long journey!"

Gao Lian quickly stepped forward to shake hands, bowing deeply.

"Master, welcome, welcome! Chairman Zhao specifically instructed that the Northeast Region will fully cooperate with all your itineraries!"

The old celestial master smiled and nodded: "Guan girl, Director Gao, you've gone to great lengths. How is the ancestor doing?"

"The situation is not good, we are just waiting for you two to save our lives!" Guan Shihua's eyes were filled with excitement.

Just then, a series of arrogant footsteps came from the gangway.

Everyone looked up.

Zhang Tianyi was seen with one hand in his pocket, sunglasses covering his face, and the hem of his black trench coat fluttering in the cold wind.

He slowly walked down the gangway, glancing at the grand welcoming scene and the bright red banner.

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Guan."

Zhang Tianyi walked up to Guan Shihua, took off his sunglasses, and revealed a satisfied smile:

That's why I say I enjoy dealing with you Northeasterners.

"That's so sophisticated! This display is exactly what I wanted!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Shihua dared not be negligent and immediately went to greet her warmly, adopting a humble attitude:

"Oh my! Master Tian Shu! Your presence is an honor for our black soil!"

"Don't even mention hanging up a banner, I'd even have all the immortals in Northeast China perform the Yangko dance for you!"

"Hahahaha! Forget about the Yangko dance, I'm afraid it'll hurt my eyes."

Zhang Tianyi laughed loudly, "Let's go! This wind has messed up my hairstyle. Didn't you say there was a stewed goose in an iron pot? Hurry up, my apprentice has gotten so thin from hunger!"

Chen Duo, who was following behind, silently rubbed her tummy, which had been fed by Zhang Chulan the whole way.

……

At dusk, at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

A large agritainment business.

Outside, it was freezing cold, but inside the hall, it was warm and cozy.

Several large iron pots were directly embedded in the stove made of red bricks.

Fruitwood was burning below, and the firelight illuminated everyone's faces.

"Glug glug..."

In the iron pot, the stewed farm-raised goose, cornbread, pork ribs and green beans, cooked until tender, exude a rich aroma.