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

Zhang Lingyu let out a desperate roar, abruptly pushed Xia He off her, grabbed the blanket and covered herself with it.

I'm too ashamed to show my face!

I'll never be able to face anyone again!

Xia He blushed slightly and straightened her clothes, but having seen many big occasions, she quickly regained her composure.

She rolled her eyes at Zhang Tianyi and said with a half-smile:

"Master Tian Shu, your hobby of eavesdropping... is truly unique."

"Not at all, you flatter me."

Zhang Tianyi wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, she beckoned the two people behind her to come in.

"Come on in, all of you. Now that we've been discovered, let's not hide anything anymore."

"Lingyu, stop pretending to be dead under the covers, come out now!"

"Perfect timing, today our family... well, let's have a good chat."

Zhang Tianyi walked to the table, put down the bowl of noodles, and sat down with an air of authority. He looked at Zhang Lingyu, whose face was flushed as she peeked out from under the covers, and then at Xia He, who looked calm.

His nonchalant expression softened slightly, and his tone became serious:

"Xia He".

"Yes." Xia He also put away her flirtatious manner and stood up straight.

"Now that we've entered this door, there are some unpleasant things I need to say upfront."

Zhang Tianyi tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, where faint flashes of lightning emanated.

"I don't care if you used to be a member of Quanxing. I don't want to ask what you did before."

"But from today onwards, on this Longhu Mountain..."

"If you dare to do anything that would betray Lingyu or the Celestial Master's Mansion..."

Zhang Tianyi slightly raised his head, and a suffocating pressure erupted from his purple eyes:

"You should know that I'm even more unreasonable than the Old Master."

Xia He trembled and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Lingyu on the bed.

Then, she took a deep breath, bowed gracefully to Zhang Tianyi, her eyes filled with determination:

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhen."

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

"Moreover, Xia He's life was saved by Ling Yu."

"In this life... he is the only one I will never fail."

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianyi slammed her hand on the table, her expression instantly changing to that grinning look again:

"Just hearing that is enough!"

"Hey, Chu Lan, give me the fried egg from your bowl. I didn't finish my last bowl."

"Huh? Master, this is the only one I have..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Give it to me!"

Chapter 49 Fatty Zhao? He really dares to call me that!

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the ravaged Longhu Mountain.

After a night of commotion and fierce fighting, this ancient Taoist mountain has finally returned to its former tranquility.

Although a faint smell of burnt and blood still lingered in the air, the fresh scent of grass and trees regained dominance as the mountain breeze blew by.

The employees of Nadutong Company are carrying out the final finishing touches.

"Hurry, hurry! Load these guys who are still convulsing onto the truck! Remember to give them sedatives; these are top fighters from the Quanxing Sect, don't let them wake up and cause trouble halfway through the journey!"

“Fill up that hole over there! Yes, the one Yuan Tao smashed out. It’s too deep. Don’t let tourists fall in.”

Xu Si, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, leaned against a van bearing the "Na Du Tong Express" logo, looking utterly exhausted.

He looked at his busy employees and rubbed his throbbing temples.

This trip to Longhu Mountain was more exciting than all the major events he had ever experienced in his life combined.

First, I watched a performance art piece called "King of Woodpeckers," then I witnessed the superb thunder magic of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and finally, I was forced to follow the rules by the Celestial Pivot Master.

"Phew... This job is inhuman."

Xu Si sighed, took out his dedicated encrypted phone from his pocket, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed the number saved as "Chairman Zhao".

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone rang three times before being answered.

A steady, deep, and somewhat authoritative middle-aged male voice came from the other end:

"Hey, Xiao Si. How's the situation at Longhu Mountain? Have the Quanxing people evacuated?"

He is Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong Company.

Xu Si took a deep breath and organized his thoughts:

"Chairman Zhao, things are basically settled here."

"The Quanxing sect has really suffered a major setback this time. Acting leader Gong Qing was... well, he was beaten to ashes. Of the four madmen, Gao Ning and Shen Chong are also dead, Yuan Tao was seriously injured and captured, and Dou Mei has also been brought under our control."

"what?!"

Zhao Fangxu on the other end of the phone was visibly taken aback, and his voice rose a few octaves:

"Such heavy casualties? The Celestial Master intervened? He's not the kind of person who doesn't know his own strength..."

In Zhao Fangxu's memory, although the Old Celestial Master was strong, he was also the most disciplined.

Unless absolutely necessary, they generally won't resort to lethal force.

"Um... Chairman Zhao, it wasn't the Old Master who made the move."

Xu Si glanced around, lowered his voice, and his tone became somewhat strange:

"He is a senior figure whom you may or may not have heard of."

"Who?"

“The old Celestial Master’s junior brother, whose Taoist name is Tian Shu, and whose secular name is… Zhang Tianyi.”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

A deathly silence.

A full half minute passed, and just when Xu Si thought the signal had been lost, he heard rapid breathing and the sound of a cup hitting the table through the receiver.

"Who are you talking about?!"

Zhao Fangxu's voice was no longer steady; it even carried a noticeable tremor and... terror?

"Zhang Tianyi? That...that troublemaker?! Didn't he die more than seventy years ago?!"

"He's not dead, he's alive and well, and... he looks younger than me."

Xu Si gave a bitter smile, "Chairman Zhao, most of Quanxing's core combat strength was lost at his hands this time. And..."

Xu Si paused, feeling his throat go dry:

"Moreover, there has been a slight mishap regarding the handling of Xia He, the bone-scraping knife of Quanxing."

"Xia He was detained by Zhang Lingyu... uh, by the Celestial Master's Mansion. That Celestial Pivot Master said that Xia He will be under the jurisdiction of Longhu Mountain from now on, and will be considered... considered a family member, and the company will not be allowed to take her away."

"Family members?!"

Zhao Fangxu's voice sounded as if someone was choking him, "This is utter nonsense! A member of the Quanxing Demon Clan as a family member? If this gets out, what will become of the rules of the supernatural world?!"

That's exactly what I told him!

Xu Si looked aggrieved. "But that gentleman wouldn't listen! He even asked me to pass on a message to you..."

"What did you say?" Zhao Fangxu asked instinctively.

Xu Si glanced around to make sure no one was eavesdropping before steeling himself and trying his best to imitate Zhang Tianyi's arrogant and domineering tone as he spoke:

"He said... he's protecting Xia He. If our company absolutely needs her..."

“Let…let Fatty Zhao go up the mountain and talk to him in person.”

He also said he wanted to see if you had the guts.

"Pfft—cough cough cough cough!!"

A violent coughing sound came from the other end of the phone, as if someone had choked on water, followed by a flurry of activity.

……

Headquarters of Nadutong, Chairman's Office.

Zhao Fangxu, who was usually dignified and in charge of the order of the entire supernatural world, was now clutching his chest, his face turning as red as a pig's liver. He had knocked over his teacup onto the documents, spilling tea all over the table.

"Zhao... Fatty Zhao?!"

Zhao Fangxu stared wide-eyed at his small eyes, which were hidden by his glasses, and sat up straight in his boss's chair. His blood pressure instantly soared to 280.

These three words.

That damn nickname.

How many years has it been since anyone dared to call him that?

Since he took this position, everyone who sees him respectfully calls him "Chairman Zhao".

Even if he's one of the Ten Elders, you still have to give him some face.

But that one person...

Zhao Fangxu's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to more than seventy years ago.