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

Their gazes met in mid-air.

Feng Xingtong followed Zhang Chulan's gaze and her heart tightened immediately.

"Brother Chu Lan, they're here. Have we been discovered?"

"Don't panic, stay calm."

Instead of dodging, Zhang Chulan generously raised his juice glass and, across most of the banquet hall, offered a very natural toast to Shen Ze.

That smile was as radiant and open as could be.

The main message is, "As long as I'm not guilty, it's you who's guilty."

Shen Ze, watching from a distance, noticed Zhang Chulan's smug, self-satisfied expression and his eyes twitched slightly.

Shen Yuelin beside her snorted coldly and muttered through gritted teeth:

"Brother Ze, this kid's too arrogant. Should I arrange for a few men to wait until they leave the hotel..."

"Do not act rashly."

Shen Ze raised his hand, stopping Shen Yuelin's impulsive act.

He picked up a glass of red wine and returned the toast to Zhang Chulan, his expression returning to its usual calm.

"This is a charity gala hosted by our Changqing Group. All the guests are celebrities from all walks of life. To make a move here would be to ruin our own reputation."

Shen Ze took a sip of red wine, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"Moreover, the fact that they dared to openly look through the documents shows that they are not afraid of us knowing at all."

"Go and find out where they are. Send your best undercover agents to keep an eye on them, but don't alert them."

Shen Mochen gently tapped on the railing, his smile warm:

"Interesting. It's been a long time since I've encountered such an unconventional opponent."

in the corner.

Wang Ye couldn't help but laugh when he saw Shen Ze's expression—a mixture of knowing everything yet having to maintain a facade.

"Old Zhang, when it comes to the thickness of your skin and your mental fortitude, if you admit to being second, no one would dare to admit to being first."

Wang Ye took a sip of water and sighed:

"To steal from someone's house and still stand here toasting with the victim, I admire that composure."

Zhang Chulan chuckled and put the empty cup back on the table.

"This is called 'all's fair in war,' a psychological game."

He straightened his suit tie, exuding an air of self-righteousness:

"As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's them who are embarrassed."

"Let's go, guys, the air's a bit stuffy here. Want to get some fresh air?"

Chapter 464 Casual Chat via Video: The Changes in Liu Tianxian

The terrace on the second floor.

Zhang Tianyi was comfortably sunbathing in a rocking chair.

A small red clay stove sat on the small square table, and the water in the kettle was making a soft "gurgling" sound.

He picked up a cup of freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea, blew on it to cool it down, and then expertly dialed a video call.

The call connected after only a couple of rings.

"Hey, big guy, you're pretty busy, huh?"

Zhang Tianyi looked at his phone screen, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

In the scene, the old master is leaning over his desk, looking at a natural rough diamond the size of a fist, sparkling with brilliance.

Upon hearing the sound, the old master glanced at the screen:

"You little rascal, you actually know how to call back? I thought you got lost in that bustling capital and forgot which way the gate to Longhu Mountain opens."

"Look at what you're saying. I was just worried about winter coming to the mountain, and I was just asking about your and Lao San's health."

Zhang Tianyi shifted to a more comfortable position and pointed to the uncut diamond on the screen:

"So, do you even like the local specialties my grandson sent you from Japan?"

"It'll have to do."

The old master's tone was very critical, but he couldn't hide the smile lines at the corners of his eyes.

“These stones look bright, but they’re not very useful. Those old ginseng roots, on the other hand, are somewhat useful. I had the kitchen staff slice them up and cook them into porridge for the third son every morning.”

As they were talking, the screen shook slightly, and Tian Jinzhong's large face came closer.

His complexion is now amazingly good. His once gaunt cheeks have become fleshy and rosy, making him look at least ten years younger than before.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Tian Jinzhong, still holding a white porcelain bowl, greeted them with a smile:

"The things you sent back were so useful. My senior brother deduced a method for regulating my Qi based on the cultivation technique you left behind."

I'm eating and sleeping well every day now, and I can run up and down the steps on the front of the mountain twice in one go!

"Third brother, take it easy."

Looking at his strong and energetic appearance, Zhang Tianyi felt very comforted.

"Wear more clothes when it gets cold. Don't run around with your clothes open just because you feel hot."

"I know, I know. You're starting to nag about people like you used to, almost as much as your master did back then," Tian Jinzhong replied cheerfully.

The old master pushed Tian Jinzhong aside and reclaimed the central position on the screen.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and his expression became slightly more serious.

"Second brother, is Chen Duo doing alright with you?"

The old celestial master asked, "Ever since the last ordination ceremony, many sects down the mountain have been subtly inquiring about her."

After all, the title of "innately flawless physique" is simply too eye-catching.

"With me here, anyone who dares to make a move on her, I'll break their legs."

Zhang Tianyi spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"The girl has been doing well lately, learning to play chess with me. It's just that she's too straightforward and keeps getting tricked into taking back her moves by that sly Chu Lan."

The old celestial master nodded in deep agreement:

"That little rascal Chu Lan is cunning. But having him run errands and handle things for you outside saves you a lot of trouble."

"By the way, how are things going between Lingyu and Xiahe since he went back?" Zhang Tianyi steered the conversation toward gossip.

Upon hearing this name, the old master sighed deeply, looking utterly dismayed.

"Don't even mention it. Ever since you told Xia He to keep an eye on him, this kid has completely lost his temper."

A couple of days ago, I saw them taking a walk in the bamboo forest behind the mountain. Lingyu's face was as red as a monkey's bottom, and she didn't even know where to put her hands.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Tianyi chuckled upon hearing this, "Alright, with Xia He to handle him, this kid's stubbornness will be straightened out sooner or later."

The two chatted idly about some trivial matters on the mountain.

They started by discussing the saltiness of the food in the kitchen, and then moved on to the qualifications of the new disciples.

There was no fighting or killing, and no grand sense of justice.

It's just two centenarians chatting about everyday life across a screen.

Before hanging up the phone, Zhang Tianyi glanced at the somewhat gray sky outside the window and casually said:

"According to the weather forecast, there will be a major cold wave in the north in a couple of days. Senior brother, make sure to stock up on firewood on the mountain."

"Mind your own business. The winds in Beijing are much stronger than those in the mountains."

The old master retorted and promptly hung up the video.

Zhang Tianyi put down her phone, picked up the kettle from the small stove, and poured herself a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

He gazed at the tea leaves unfurling in the cup, his eyes distant.

"With this cold weather, the snow in Northeast China must be waist-deep by now..."

……

Deep in the heart of Changbai Mountain lies a secluded and secluded canyon.

This place was originally a windy spot where the cold wind howled, but now, the inside of the canyon is as warm as spring.

With the combined efforts of Guan Shihua and various families from Northeast China, they painstakingly built an exquisite "water palace" for Liu Tianxian deep in the mountains and forests.

at this time.

Liu Tianxian wore a wide, moon-white dress, and her long, black hair was simply tied up with a jade hairpin.

She was barefoot, leaning against a soft couch covered with white fox fur.

That beautiful, otherworldly face was now filled with a focused expression.

She was holding a tablet computer, which was playing a recently popular urban melodrama.

"How can this female lead be so stupid? She's been bullied to the point of being humiliated, why doesn't she just slap him to death instead of trying to reason with him?"

Liu Tianxian frowned slightly and muttered something softly.

She stretched out her slender, jade-like fingers and tapped on the screen, fast-forwarding through this part of the plot that she found tedious.

On the small wooden table next to it was an exquisite fruit plate.

It was filled with various cut fruits and several strings of bright red candied hawthorns.

Liu Tianxian picked up a silver skewer, stuck a piece of watermelon on it, and put it in her mouth.