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

He was dragging two oversized suitcases, each taller than him and covered in various cartoon stickers.

"The world is so big, I want to see it."

Zhang Tianyi pushed up his sunglasses, his face serious.

"I can't just stay on the mountain and live off my parents forever. I have to go out and make something of myself. What if I make something of myself?"

Tian Jinzhong, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh at his second senior brother's outfit, which made him look like he was going to go beachcombing.

"Second Brother, stop joking. Are you afraid that those people watching you will bring trouble up the mountain?"

"Tch, I see through it but I won't say it."

Zhang Tianyi pursed his lips, walked up to Tian Jinzhong, and squatted down.

He dropped his playful grin, reached out and grasped Tian Jinzhong's crippled arm, his eyes resolute:

"Third brother, wait for me."

"This trip isn't just about having fun."

"I've heard there are some extraordinary people out there, with unparalleled abilities. When I return..."

Zhang Tianyi's voice was soft, yet carried immense weight:

"I will definitely help you stand up again. The three of us brothers will run races in the back mountain like we did when we were kids."

Tian Jinzhong shuddered, and tears welled up in his cloudy old eyes.

He knew that his second senior brother never made promises lightly.

Once a promise is made, it will be kept at all costs.

"Okay...okay! Senior brother, I'll wait for you! No matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you!"

"Alright, stop making it sound like a life-or-death situation."

Zhang Tianyi stood up, clapped her hands, and resumed her carefree demeanor:

"Let's go! We'll miss the number two bus if we don't hurry!"

"Senior brother, keep a close eye on the house! If anyone dares to bully our people, write it down in your little notebook, and when I get back, I'll wipe out their entire family!"

After saying that, Zhang Tianyi dragged two huge suitcases and swaggered out of the courtyard gate amidst the ear-piercing sound of the wheels rolling.

Watching his retreating figure, the old master shook his head, his eyes filled with a smile and... a trace of sympathy for those who were about to suffer misfortune down the mountain.

"This little devil has been unleashed..."

"This martial arts world is about to descend into chaos again."

……

Parking lot at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

It was midday, and the sun was blazing.

Two furtive figures were crouching down, hiding behind a van with "Nadutong Express" printed on it.

"Sister Bao'er! Quick, quick! Before anyone notices!"

Zhang Chulan, carrying a backpack and sweating profusely, cautiously observed his surroundings while urging Feng Baobao behind him to hurry up.

"Zhang Chulan, why are we running? Didn't we win the race?"

Feng Baobao was still holding half a cucumber she hadn't finished eating, looking completely puzzled.

"Win my ass!"

Zhang Chulan lowered his voice, his face showing lingering fear:

"You wouldn't believe it, that old man's eyes were practically glowing with greed when he looked at me! He insisted that I inherit the Celestial Master's Degree!"

"If I hadn't run away, I might have spent the rest of my life as a monk on this mountain... no, a Taoist priest!"

"And all four of them sent me WeChat messages saying there's a big job in Beijing! It's going to make money!"

"This is a strategic retreat! We're going to Beijing to lay low for a while and maybe make some quick money!"

Upon hearing "there's money to be made," Feng Baobao's eyes lit up slightly.

"Oh, let's go then."

The two men tiptoed to the van like thieves.

This car was specially left for them by Xu Si; the key was still in the door.

"Phew...safe on base."

Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief and yanked open the side car door:

"Bao'er, get in the car! Destination: Beijing! Let's go!"

however.

The moment the car door opened.

Zhang Chulan froze.

The joyful expression of "escaping death" on his face instantly froze, turning into a look of utter terror as if he had seen a ghost.

All that could be seen was the back seat of the van, which should have been empty.

At this moment... it was already packed full.

Two huge suitcases covered in cartoon stickers took up almost all the space.

And in the only remaining cramped seat.

A man wearing a beach shirt, baggy shorts, and sunglasses was leaning back comfortably with his legs crossed.

He was holding a book titled "Beijing Travel Guide" and reading it with great interest.

Hearing the door open, the man slowly pulled down his sunglasses, revealing his signature eyes, which held a hint of mockery.

"Oh."

Zhang Tianyi waved at Zhang Chulan, who was frozen at the doorway, revealing two rows of white teeth:

"Grandson, what a coincidence!"

"Are you also going to Beijing?"

"Bang!"

Zhang Chulan's backpack fell to the ground.

He rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, and finally let out a desperate wail:

"Second...Second Master?!"

"You...what are you doing here?!"

"Aren't you supposed to be retired in the mountains?! Where are you going dressed like that? Hawaii?!"

"What do you mean by retirement? I'm still young, the perfect age to roam the world."

Zhang Tianyi closed the book and pointed to the empty seat next to him:

"What are you waiting for? Get in the car."

"I've heard that area in Beijing is nice, the Peking duck is delicious, and what else... Sanlitun? I've heard there are lots of beautiful women there?"

“Perfect timing, I also need to go to Beijing on some business, can I hitch a ride with you?”

"As for the travel expenses..."

Zhang Tianyi pulled a handful of White Rabbit milk candies from his pocket and stuffed them into Feng Baobao's hand, who was already dumbfounded.

"Consider it payment for your gas."

"No...Master!"

Zhang Chulan was almost in tears, "We're going to escape... no, we're going on a business trip! It's very dangerous! Why are you coming with us?!"

With such a troublesome ancestor along the way, how can we possibly have a peaceful journey?

And this art style...

That huge suitcase and those beach shorts... are they going on vacation?!

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Zhang Tianyi's eyes widened, and he instantly regained his authority as an elder:

"What? You dislike the advisor?"

"Believe it or not, I'll shout it out right now and let everyone in the mountain know you're running away?"

No, no, no! Please don't!

Zhang Chulan immediately backed down, putting on a fawning smile, quickly picking up his backpack, and even pushing Feng Baobao into the car:

"How could I possibly look down on you! It's my honor to travel with you, Master!"

"Please be seated! Fasten your seatbelts! We're about to set off!"

"That's right."

Zhang Tianyi nodded in satisfaction and then pulled out a brand-new handheld console from the side of the huge suitcase:

"By the way, the journey was a bit boring."

"Hey you, baby, right?"

Do you know how to play Mario Kart?

"Come on, play a couple of rounds with me. If I win, I'll buy you roast duck."

Upon hearing the word "roast duck," Feng Baobao's eyes lit up instantly. Without saying a word, she took the controller and plopped down next to Zhang Tianyi.

"Okay, I want to eat two."

boom!

The van spewed out a plume of black smoke, carrying this oddly-looking group of people, and sped towards the capital city in the north.

And behind them.