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

at last.

Zhang Tianyi sighed, flicked his whisk lightly, and stretched out a hand to grasp a corner of the check.

The movements were so gentle, as if he were holding not a billion dollars, but a feather.

"Ugh……"

"Layman Wang, why are you doing this to yourself?"

"I had no desire to be tainted by the stench of money. For me, wealth is nothing but fleeting smoke."

"But considering your sincerity, if I were to refuse you, it would only discourage your pursuit of the Way and hinder your path of severing karmic ties."

As Zhang Tianyi spoke, he deftly and magically slipped the check into his wide sleeve, where it vanished instantly.

Then, his expression turned serious, and he adopted a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor:

"Since that's the case, I, on behalf of Heaven, will accept this Dharma gold."

"I will use all of this money to... repair the Taoist temple, help the common people, and purchase... cough, purchase top-level magical artifacts for exorcising demons."

"You can rest assured! Every penny of this money will be used to accumulate merit and protect your Wang family!"

When Wang Weiguo saw the check being accepted, a huge weight was finally lifted from his heart.

He let out a long sigh, a happy and satisfied smile spreading across his face, as if he had just earned ten billion instead of spending one billion.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you for your kindness!"

"It is my honor to be able to contribute to the common people! As long as you don't mind!"

"No problem, no problem."

Zhang Tianyi smiled and patted Wang Weiguo on the shoulder, her eyes filled with kindness:

"With such enlightenment, Layman Wang will surely be blessed in the future."

"Well... it's getting late, and I need to go back... to refine this magic gold, so I won't stay any longer."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll take it to you!"

Wang Weiguo, like a little follower, eagerly led the way.

Wang Ye was left standing alone in the center of the living room, bewildered in the wind.

Chapter 64 Little Zhuge, don't be shy, just call me Heaven.

At the entrance of the Wang family villa.

"Take care, real person! Come visit again anytime!"

Wang Weiguo waved goodbye reluctantly, tears of emotion still glistening in the corners of his eyes.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly started moving.

inside the car.

After blocking the outside view.

Zhang Tianyi's ethereal and otherworldly demeanor instantly crumbled.

He ripped the jade hairpin off his head, messed up his hair, then pulled the check out of his sleeve and flicked it in the sunlight.

"Bang!"

A crisp and pleasant sound.

"Hahahahaha!"

Zhang Tianyi looked at the dizzying string of zeros above and smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken:

"A billion! A billion! I could never spend it all in a lifetime!"

"These Beijingers are so honest! Much better than that stingy Xu Si!"

"Chu Lan! Did you see that? That's technology!"

"This is what you call... paying for knowledge!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Chulan was also excited, rubbing his hands together and turning around to ask:

"Master! How... should we spend this money?"

How to spend it?

Zhang Tianyi carefully tucked the check into his inner pocket, then waved his hand dismissively:

"Extend the hotel stay for another month!"

"Then... let's go to Sanlitun!"

"Tonight's entire bill will be on Mr. Zhang!"

In the corner of the back seat, Feng Baobao was peeling a large orange that she had taken from the Wang family.

She glanced at Zhang Tianyi, who was laughing wildly, silently popped a segment of orange into her mouth, and mumbled:

"Zhang Pikachu..."

"Your smile is...so cunning."

Zhang Tianyi wasn't angry; he simply pinched her cheek.

“Girl, this isn’t called being cunning.”

"This is called...robbing the rich to help the poor."

"Whom will you help?"

"Please help this poor Taoist priest!"

The carriage was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

......

The night was deep in the suburbs of Beijing.

Several black Rolls-Royces, like ghosts, silently drove into a desolate, unfinished construction site.

The car door opened, and Zhang Tianyi stepped out, wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses, and an unlit cigar dangling from his mouth, with an air of arrogance.

Behind them followed Feng Baobao carrying a shovel and Zhang Chulan with a fawning expression.

They've just finished having fun; it's time to get down to business.

In the open space not far away, Wang Ye was squatting on the ground, picking at pebbles.

Standing next to him was a handsome blue-haired man with squinting eyes and an elegant demeanor, dressed in a blue casual suit—Zhuge Qing.

At their feet, a dozen or so unfortunate men, their faces bruised and swollen, were bound hand and foot and thrown on the ground like dumplings.

"Hey, Lao Wang, is this the extra help you found?"

Zhuge Qing looked at the trio who got out of the luxury car, especially the leader who had an aura as strong as a mafia godfather, and a hint of doubt flashed in his narrowed fox eyes:

"This entourage... anyone who didn't know better would think it was some gang boss coming to collect protection money."

Wang Ye threw away the pebble, sighed, and looked utterly exasperated.

"Old Qing, no matter what you see or hear later, you must remain calm. Don't try to judge this man using common sense."

As they were talking, Zhang Tianyi had already led his men over.

"Xiao Wang! Is this the Zhuge Fox you were talking about?"

Zhang Tianyi took off his sunglasses, his purple eyes scanning Zhuge Qing up and down, a playful smile playing on his lips:

"She's quite pretty, but those eyes... why are they always squinting? Are they nearsighted and don't wear glasses?"

Zhuge Qing was extremely well-mannered; although he was teased, he maintained an elegant smile and slightly bowed.

"My name is Zhuge Qing. I greet you, senior. May I ask your esteemed name?"

Although he had seen Zhang Pika, who wielded the flower-shaped hand gesture, at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and also seen the white-robed, snow-white-like True Man Tian Shu from afar.

But at this moment, facing this man in a black trench coat, exuding a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) aura, he couldn't quite put his finger on him.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan, with remarkable foresight, stepped forward, stood between the two, cleared his throat, and solemnly introduced:

"Old Qing! Stand still! Don't be scared!"

"This is the number two figure in my Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion! The old Celestial Master's own junior brother! My own second grandmaster!"

"His Taoist name is Tian Shu! His secular name is Zhang Tianyi! He is known in the martial arts world as... uh... the all-powerful immortal!"

"Boom!"

This introduction was like a thunderbolt, striking Zhuge Qing squarely on the head.

Zhuge Qing's perpetually squinty eyes widened instantly.

His brain began to work frantically, trying to piece together the several completely unrelated images in his mind:

Is this the same person?!

Isn't this a bit too big a leap?!

"Second...Second Master?"

Zhuge Qing felt that his "Listening to the Wind" technique was becoming somewhat disordered, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly:

"This...this is...Zhang Pika...senior?"

"What? Not like?"

Zhang Tianyi chuckled, then suddenly and without warning, reached out and grabbed Zhuge Qing's shoulder with such force that Zhuge Qing couldn't break free at all.

"Little Zhuge, don't be so reserved. Don't call me 'senior' or anything like that, just call me 'Heavenly Lord'!"

"I heard you can hear the wind's whispers? And listen to gossip? Come on, let me hear what these bastards are thinking about me."

Feeling the iron grip on his shoulder and the overwhelming, unreasonable pressure, Zhuge Qing finally understood the meaning of Wang Ye's words.

This gentleman... indeed cannot be judged by common sense.

"Ahem... Senior is joking."