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

When I looked up, I saw this scene in the middle of the courtyard.

Zhang Chulan, with his hair disheveled, held up a gleaming watermelon knife and let out a strange "hehehe" laugh at the sky, shouting that he would take down the Ten Elders.

Both of them were stunned, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"That grandson of Old Zhang... has he been possessed? Or did he take the wrong medicine?" Wang Ye couldn't help but complain.

Sitting in the rocking chair, Zhang Tianyi looked at his eldest grandson's embarrassing behavior and was speechless.

He was both amused and exasperated.

"boom!"

Zhang Tianyi, unable to bear it any longer, kicked out from a distance.

An invisible burst of energy struck Zhang Chulan squarely in the buttocks, interrupting his spellcasting animation.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Chulan stumbled and almost fell onto the grass.

"Stop embarrassing me, your master!"

Zhang Tianyi glared at him irritably, her tone filled with disdain:

"Just because you're carrying a watermelon knife doesn't mean you know who you are! Can't you learn from me and be more humble?"

Zhang Chulan, who had just been kicked, clutched his butt and rolled his eyes inwardly upon hearing those words.

Keep a low profile?!

Everyone in this world has the right to say those two words, except for you, sir!

You must be the most high-profile person in the world!

But he only dared to shout these words in his heart; on the surface, he still had to pretend to be obedient.

Zhang Chulan patted his butt, turned around and saw Wang Ye and Lu Linglong standing there. His eyes darted around and he immediately went over to them.

He raised the watermelon knife, which crackled with lightning, and waved it in front of the two men, his smugness impossible to hide.

"Old Wang, Linglong, did you see that?"

Zhang Chulan sighed seriously, with an irritating expression on his face:

"Actually, I also want to listen to the advisor's advice and keep a low profile."

"But there's nothing I can do, my strength doesn't allow it! With this divine blade in my hand, it's hard for me not to get cocky!"

Wang Ye rolled his eyes dramatically, not even bothering to acknowledge him, and walked straight past him toward Zhang Tianyi.

Lu Linglong stared at the watermelon knife for a while, then couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Chu Lan, the way you hold that knife makes you look like a melon vendor on the street."

……

At the same time.

On the other side of Beijing, there is the vast Wang Family Mansion.

The atmosphere in the study was quite pleasant.

"boom!"

Wang Bing's father, Wang Gang, slammed a piece of intelligence onto the large mahogany desk.

His face was ashen, and he paced back and forth in the study, appearing anxious and restless.

"grandfather!"

Wang Gang stopped and looked at Wang Ai, who was sitting upright in the armchair, his voice filled with obvious worry:

"Our informants just reported back with confirmed information! That old fox Feng Zhenghao entered the Xishan Villa this morning carrying lavish gifts!"

"Moreover, the spies saw with their own eyes that when he came out, he was beaming with joy and looked very pleased with himself!"

Wang Gang swallowed hard, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Grandpa, Feng Zhenghao is clearly trying to curry favor with someone powerful! He's definitely going to form an alliance with Zhang Tianyi!"

"Recently, the World Society has been secretly encroaching on our peripheral industries, and now, if we add that unfathomable Master Tian Shu to the mix..."

"What if he personally confronts us? What will our Wang family do to stop that living devil?!"

Seeing his grandson's panicked expression.

Wang Ai, sitting in the chair, appeared unusually calm.

His face, as white as an old orange peel, showed no sign of panic as he gently tapped the head of his cane with his fingers.

"What's the panic?"

Wang Ai snorted coldly, her eyes filled with malice.

"Do you really think Zhang Tianyi is some idle street thug who bites anyone he sees?"

“I have carefully studied his conduct and style.”

Wang Ai narrowed her eyes and spoke with certainty:

"This man is arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone. He doesn't even bother to personally interfere in the power struggles between our families."

“When Feng Zhenghao went to deliver the gift, he only managed to get a verbal acquiescence. Zhang Tianyi would never lower himself to become a henchman for the Tianxia Society.”

Hearing Wang Ai say this, Wang Gang felt a little relieved, but he was still somewhat worried:

"What if Feng Zhenghao is just relying on the power of a fox borrowing the tiger? The Tianxia Society's momentum is too strong right now."

"Hmph, since Feng Zhenghao knows how to find backers and allies, do you think our Wang family is just going to sit idly by?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Wang Ai's lips, and her eyes revealed a ruthless intent.

"The more muddy the waters of Beijing are stirred up, the easier it is to fish in them."

Wang Ai picked up the encrypted landline phone on the table.

"Since Feng Zhenghao wants to play, then this old man will play a big game with him."

He skillfully dialed a number.

The phone was answered after only two rings.

The coldness on Wang Ai's face instantly transformed into a familiar smile:

"Hey, Brother Lü, it's me."

"Hehe, nothing else... it's just that some of the younger ones haven't been very good at following the rules lately..."

Chapter 212 Qu Tong, don't let that cunning old man trick you to death!

A car repair shop that has been abandoned for many years on the outskirts of Chengdu.

Lu Liang sat on a pile of old tires, idly tossing a lighter in his hand.

Opposite him stood two men in dark jackets, their faces expressionless.

The two men stood ramrod straight with their hands hanging naturally at their sides, but the thick calluses on their knuckles clearly indicated that they were trained martial artists.

"Mr. Lü, our boss's patience is limited."

The man on the left with the crew cut took half a step forward, his tone somewhat stiff:

"We've already paid the deposit. Your Quanxing sect claims to be all-pervasive, but surely it shouldn't have taken this long without any news about a living person named Ruan Feng?"

Lü Liang snapped the lighter shut and let out a soft chuckle.

"Brothers, don't rush me. That's not how business is done."

He jumped off the tire, dusted off his trousers, and looked like a shrewd and mercenary man.

"Who is Ruan Feng? One of the Thirty-Six Thieves, a master of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. Do you think this old monster, who disappeared decades ago, is like a lost pet dog that you can find by posting a missing person notice?"

"Besides, the deposit your boss gave us is only enough for us brothers to buy a few packs of cigarettes. If we want to buy this kind of top-secret information, we'll have to pay more."

The man in the jacket on the right turned cold and his hand quietly reached for his lower back.

"Add more money? You Quanxing people have far too big an appetite."

“Our boss said that if we don’t get any concrete leads today, you’ll have to return the deposit with interest.”

Seeing the two men's little actions, Lü Liang not only didn't panic, but instead sighed dramatically.

"Sigh, I knew it. These days, clients are the hardest to please. They always want to get something for nothing and have no sportsmanship."

Before he could finish speaking...

The two men in jackets suddenly sprang to their feet!

The two moved extremely fast, one on the left and one on the right.

The man on the left suddenly wielded a short, blue-glowing dagger, which he thrust straight at Lü Liang's ribs.

The man on the right formed his five fingers into a claw, aiming for Lü Liang's throat with a sharp, piercing sound.

Their teamwork was impeccable, and every move they made was deadly.

Unfortunately, they encountered Lü Liang, who was on a winning streak, today.

"too slow."

Lü Liang didn't even try to dodge.

He suddenly pulled his hands out of his pockets, and two balls of blue Qi light exploded in his palms!

"Bang! Bang!"

Lu Liang's hands, moving later but arriving first, bypassed the two men's attacks with a bizarre twisted angle, and struck them on the top of their heads.

Dual-wielding technique, activate!

"Uh!"

The two men in jackets froze, their eyes immediately glazing over.

The dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.