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

All the waiting and worry of the past few days turned into heartfelt pride the moment they learned of their resounding victory.

"Chairman Zhao, isn't this going a bit too far?"

Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, looked at the enthusiastic young people around him, and couldn't help but smack his lips:

"This feels even more exaggerated than those superstar concerts back in the day."

"Big? I think it's not big enough!"

Zhao Fangxu smiled so hard his eyes almost closed into slits.

He took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, his tone brimming with confidence and pride:

"What do you know! This time, our Chinese team in Tokyo really shocked all the superhuman giants in the world!"

"The mining rights to three top-grade spirit stone veins! These are genuine strategic resources! Not to mention, Master Tian Shu's lightning technique directly secured the peace of our Chinese supernatural world for the next fifty years!"

"This is a momentous event that showcases national prestige, so we must give it the utmost respect! I want the whole world to know that we at Nadutong treat heroes with absolutely no stinginess!"

Just as these young people were chattering away and Zhao Fangxu was giving a passionate speech...

It was accompanied by a deep and powerful engine roar.

The luxury private jet, painted with the subtle logo of NaDuTong, pierced through the clouds and landed smoothly on the runway.

As the plane, led by a guide vehicle, slowly taxied, it finally came to a smooth stop at the end of the red carpet.

The hundreds of people in the audience fell into an unusual silence at that moment.

All eyes were fixed on the tightly closed hatch.

"呲-"

The hatch slowly opened, and the gangway descended.

The first to emerge were Xiao Zizai and Hei Guan'er, both dressed in well-tailored formal attire.

The two men stood like two gatekeepers on either side of the cabin door, their sharp eyes scanning the crowd below.

Then.

A gleaming leather shoe stepped onto the gangway.

Zhang Tianyi changed into a moon-white casual suit, with the collar still casually open.

He had one hand in his pocket and the other holding sunglasses.

Bathed in the warm autumn sun, I stepped out of the cabin with a calm and composed gait.

The sunlight shone on his handsome face.

He didn't deliberately project any aura.

But the nonchalant and noble air that comes with simply standing there, as if one could trample the entire world underfoot, made those below unconsciously lower their breath.

"My God!!!"

In the crowd, someone shouted out first.

Immediately afterwards, the entire tarmac was like a powder keg that had been ignited, instantly boiling over!

"Master Tian Shu is mighty!!!"

"Long live the Celestial Master's Mansion!!!"

Cheers, whistles, and the clicking of camera shutters in Canglong's hands mingled together, creating a sound that nearly lifted the roof off the terminal.

Zhang Tianyi stood on the gangway, looking down at the young people below who were waving their hands and whose faces were flushed with excitement.

He curled his lips slightly, revealing a charmingly wicked smile.

He put on the sunglasses in his hand, casually raised his hand, and waved it down twice.

This simple action caused many young women outside the cordon to clutch their chests and scream, almost fainting.

The loudest and fiercest shouters were none other than Lu Linglong and her group, who were leading the group.

"This living ancestor... his temperament is absolutely amazing."

Xu San watched from below and couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.

This is the absolute aura that comes with strength; you can't argue with that.

Behind Zhang Tianyi.

Chen Duo obediently walked out.

The little girl, dressed in a light blue dress, resembled a pure and untouched orchid in a secluded valley.

Next up was Zhang Chulan, grinning from ear to ear, and Zhang Lingyu, with a cold expression and flowing white robes.

Feng Xingtong helped Wang Ye, who was still wearing two eye patches, as they followed behind Zhuge Qing.

"Chairman Zhao! I have successfully completed my mission!"

As soon as Zhang Chulan stepped off the gangway, he stretched out his hands to Zhao Fangxu from afar, his smile incredibly bright.

He deliberately made the heavy food pouches hanging from his waist rattle loudly:

"This trip abroad not only brought back the championship, but I also brought back some local specialties from Japan. I'll distribute them to the leaders later!"

Hearing the crisp sound and seeing Zhang Chulan's nouveau riche look as he returned with a full load of goods, Zhao Fangxu felt both happy and helpless.

This kid has truly taken the saying "a thief never leaves empty-handed" to its extreme.

"Thank you for your hard work, Chu Lan. Everyone has worked hard too."

Zhao Fangxu stepped forward, bypassing Zhang Chulan and walking directly to Zhang Tianyi.

This usually aloof chairman bowed deeply without hesitation, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and performed a grand gesture of respect.

"Uncle Zhang! Your personal intervention this time has rendered an unparalleled service to the world of extraordinary individuals in China! On behalf of the company and all those in the community, I express my gratitude!"

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand lazily, without offering to help him.

"Alright, Xiao Zhao, stop with all this fancy formality."

He walked up to the extended Hongqi car that had been prepared in advance.

"I've been exhausted for days, all I want to do now is lie down on a soft, big bed."

Zhang Tianyi got into the car, rolled down the window, and looked at Zhao Fangxu, who was still hunched over outside, speaking to him with a casual tone:

“You should find some experts to take stock of all that junk that my eldest grandson brought back, and then you can divide it up among yourselves.”

"Also, let's arrange for some authentic roast duck and hot pot at your place tonight."

Zhang Tianyi took off her sunglasses and raised an eyebrow at Zhao Fangxu:

"Don't try to fool me with those fancy fancy Western dishes; I'm getting a bit tired of them these days."

Upon hearing this request...

Zhao Fangxu was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile bloomed on his chubby face.

"Alright! Don't worry!"

Zhao Fangxu responded loudly:

"I'll arrange it right away! I guarantee you'll have a very satisfying meal!"

The car window slowly rolled up, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

The black Hongqi car, escorted by several police motorcycles, smoothly drove out of the airport and headed towards the center of Beijing.

Inside the train carriage.

Wang Ye pulled off one of the blindfolds, revealing a bloodshot eye. He looked at Zhang Tianyi, who was resting with his eyes closed, and let out a long breath.

This trip to Japan was a nightmare.

Finally, it came to a successful conclusion.

Chapter 449 Following Master Tian, ​​you'll eat nine meals a day!

The nights in Beijing have always had a unique charm.

Zhao Fangxu is extremely reliable.

Instead of booking a lavish five-star hotel, he specifically chose a private courtyard restaurant deep within a hutong (alleyway) inside the Second Ring Road that was not open to the public.

A canopy was erected in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves of the old locust tree rustled in the autumn wind.

The eight-immortal table was pieced together to form a long, large table, with four or five bronze hot pots placed in the center.

The charcoal fire glowed red-hot, sending up wisps of white steam.

On the cutting board next to him, the duck carver was skillfully slicing the freshly baked roast duck.

The dark red duck skin had a glossy sheen, and its enticing aroma wafted straight into one's nostrils.

"This tastes authentic."

Zhang Tianyi took off his coat, revealing himself to be wearing only a thin white shirt, and sat casually in the main seat.

He wiped his hands with a hot towel, picked up a piece of crispy duck skin dipped in white sugar, put it in his mouth, and nodded in satisfaction.

"After being exposed to the salty winds on the island for so long, my mouth feels so bland. It's still the warm breath from home that's most nourishing."

"Uncle Zhang, as long as you find it palatable, that's fine."

Zhao Fangxu wasn't wearing a suit today either, but a loose-fitting Tang-style short jacket, his round face beaming with a friendly smile.

He personally picked up the wine pot and filled Zhang Tianyi's cup with warm wine:

"This mutton is from free-range black-headed sheep that was rushed over from Inner Mongolia. It has no gamey smell at all. Please have a few more bites."

On both sides of the long table, everyone became a "cook" person.

"Sister Bao'er! This is called boiling meat, not hot pot!"

Zhang Chulan held his chopsticks, looking at the clear broth in the pot that had instantly been filled with meat, his face full of helplessness:

"The proper way to cook mutton is to dip it seven or eight times in the hot pot. If you pour this whole plate in, the meat will become tough!"

"Oh."