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

"Sir, this doesn't follow procedure! We can't explain this to Chairman Zhao! Such an important prisoner..."

"Chairman Zhao?"

Zhang Tianyi scoffed, a genuine contempt for so-called power.

He walked up to Xu Si and reached out to straighten his crooked tie. His movements were gentle, yet Xu Si didn't dare to move.

"Xiao Xu, you're a smart man."

"Don't try to intimidate me with that official tone. I don't fall for that."

Zhang Tianyi patted Xu Si's cheek; the sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the room.

"Go back and tell you about that... Zhao Fangxu."

“I, Zhang Tianyi, said those words.”

"Xia He, you've been staying at Longhu Mountain for a while now, and no one can take you away."

"If you want people..."

Zhang Tianyi grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth:

"Let Fatty Zhao come and talk to me in person!"

"Let's see if he has the guts to come up to Longhu Mountain and demand my people back!"

boom!

These words shocked everyone present.

Fatty Zhao...

This is Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong Company, by name!

And he's called "Fatty Zhao"!

What seniority must someone be, and what an arrogant tone they must have?

Xu San's hands were trembling as he pushed up his glasses.

Xu Si's mouth dropped open in shock.

In this world of supernatural beings, who dares to be so disrespectful to the company and even dares to call Chairman Zhao by his nickname...

I'm afraid that apart from the old Celestial Master, it's just this guy in front of me.

And judging from this, this guy is a hundred times more difficult to deal with than the old Taoist master!

At least the old master was reasonable, but this guy... he's a complete scoundrel!

"This……"

Xu Si glanced at the silent, tacitly approving old master behind him, and then at the fiery figure in front of him, whose body was crackling with electricity.

He knew that he absolutely couldn't take this person with him today.

If you try to take it by force...

Who the hell would dare to steal this?

Do you want to die?

"Okay...okay."

Xu Si took a deep breath and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Since you, Master Tian Shu, have spoken, how dare we, as your juniors, disobey?"

"However... I will pass on the message to Chairman Zhao. As for whether Chairman Zhao will come or not... that is not something I can decide."

"That's right."

Zhang Tianyi's expression changed instantly, and the terrifying pressure emanating from him receded like a tide.

He reverted to his lazy, irreverent demeanor, patting Xu Si on the shoulder with a grin:

"Don't worry, I know Fatty Zhao. He's a coward and values ​​his life. He wouldn't dare come."

After saying that, he turned around and kicked Zhang Lingyu in the butt while she was still in a daze:

"What are you standing there for? Waiting for the company to treat you to a late-night snack?"

"Get your wife back to the back mountain right now! Lock the door! Don't open it for anyone!"

"Yes...yes!!"

Zhang Lingyu felt as if he had been granted a pardon. Holding Xia He, he darted away like a startled rabbit and disappeared in a flash.

Watching Zhang Lingyu's departing figure, Xu Si sighed helplessly and took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Fourth brother, this..." Xu San was somewhat worried.

"Alright, San'er, stop worrying about it."

Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, looking at Zhang Tianyi, who was wearing a white robe and had his arm around Zhang Chulan's shoulder, a hint of helplessness and awe flashed in his eyes:

"The waters of Longhu Mountain... are deeper than we imagined."

"With this guy protecting her, let alone Xia He, even if Wugensheng from Quanxing came, he would probably be detained and made a laborer."

"Let's just stick to catching those small fish and shrimp."

"Let Chairman Zhao worry about this battle of the gods."

Not far away, Zhang Tianyi had his arm around Zhang Chulan's neck, watching Xu Si and the others' humiliated expressions, and he laughed heartily.

"How was that? My grandson, wasn't your advisor's move impressive?"

"So domineering! Absolutely so domineering!"

Zhang Chulan gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration:

"Second Master, your line 'Let Fatty Zhao come and talk to me' was absolutely brilliant! That's Chairman Zhao!"

"Tch, what's wrong with Chairman Zhao?"

Zhang Tianyi curled her lip, her face full of disdain:

"Back in the day, when Zhao Fangxu was wearing open-crotch pants, I even held him. He peed all over me and I didn't mind, but now he wants to act all high and mighty with me? He's gone too far!"

"Let's go! We won big tonight! Even though we're out of alcohol, we're in a great mood!"

"Go back and ask your Uncle Rongshan to cook noodles for us! Make sure to add two eggs!"

"Got it!"

Chapter 48 Caught in the act!

The night was deep in the quiet guest room on the back of Longhu Mountain.

This place is usually used to receive distinguished guests; it has a quiet and secluded environment.

"boom!"

Zhang Lingyu hurriedly kicked the door shut with her heel.

He held the pink-haired enchantress, who was burning up and disheveled, in his arms, leaning against the door, panting heavily.

It wasn't because I was tired.

With his cultivation level, carrying a person weighing over 100 pounds for several kilometers is like child's play for him.

He was panicking.

Although Xia He in his arms was still unconscious, the familiar, sweet body temperature was constantly seeping through the thin Taoist robe, making him tremble all over.

"Huh...huh..."

Zhang Lingyu glanced down at it.

Xia He's face, which usually carried a charming smile, was now covered in black ash, her brows furrowed, making her look pitiful.

The clothes, tattered by the Second Master's lightning strikes, could barely conceal large expanses of snow-white skin and that breathtaking curve.

"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..."

As if burned, Zhang Lingyu hurriedly looked away, muttering the Qingjing Sutra, and frantically put Xia He on the bed.

"We need to treat the wound first."

Zhang Lingyu forced herself to calm down.

He brought over a basin of water and awkwardly wrung out a towel.

When he held the towel and tremblingly extended it towards Xia He's cheek, this once-powerful young celestial master, who had dominated the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, was a hundred times more nervous than when facing the Four Madmen of Quanxing.

At this time.

Outside the window, at the base of the dark wall.

The three heads were stacked together in a "品" shape, looking rather sneaky.

"Suck it-"

An extremely untimely slurping sound of noodles rang out.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

The topmost head—Zhang Tianyi—held a steaming bowl of scallion noodles and slapped the bottommost head with obvious displeasure.

"Bao'er, can you eat your noodles quietly? This is a crucial moment, don't alert them!"

"Oh."

Squatting on the ground, Feng Baobao blinked her big eyes, her cheeks puffed out, holding a large bowl bigger than her face in her hands. She nodded obediently, then silently sucked in half of the noodles without making a sound.

"Good heavens...is this...not a good idea?"

Caught in the middle, Zhang Chulan picked at his noodles while glancing guiltily into the house.

"If Junior Uncle knew we were eavesdropping, he'd probably be so ashamed he'd kill himself, right?"

"What do you call eavesdropping? This is called caring for the younger generation!"

Zhang Tianyi confidently picked up a fried egg, took a bite, and said: