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

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye exchanged a glance. Although they were still a little apprehensive, they breathed a sigh of relief seeing their advisor's confident demeanor.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Zhang Chulan wiped his sweat. "Then how do we knock on the door? Ring the doorbell?"

"Ring the doorbell?"

Zhang Tianyi scoffed, "That's what deliverymen do."

As she spoke, Zhang Tianyi took a deep breath, tidied her hair, and then walked with extremely elegant steps to the heavy vermilion gate.

Just when Zhang Chulan thought he was going to reach out and knock on the door, or use his inner energy to transmit his voice.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianyi lifted the hem of his Taoist robe, revealing a golden Chelsea shirt underneath.

Then, without any warning or hesitation, he just...

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth!

The solid wood door, worth hundreds of thousands, shattered with a sickening cracking sound under Zhang Tianyi's powerful stomp.

The two doors swung open with a loud crash, slamming heavily against the walls on either side.

"Holy crap?!"

The three people behind Zhang Chulan were so frightened that they jumped up on the spot, their eyes almost popping out.

Where did this civilized behavior go?!

What happened to winning people over with virtue?!

This looks like bandits have invaded the village!

Before they could even voice their complaints, Zhang Tianyi had already pulled his foot back.

He stood at the doorway, his breath deep within his chest, and unleashed an extremely loud and arrogant roar:

"Wang Ai!!!"

"You little dwarf!!!"

"Your brother Tian is here!! Aren't you going to get out here and greet him?!"

That shout, full of energy and with great penetrating power, instantly spread to every corner of the Wang family mansion.

The servants who were sweeping the yard were so frightened that they dropped their brooms.

The bodyguards on patrol were on high alert, thinking there might be a terrorist attack.

While feeding the fish in the backyard, Wang Ai's hand trembled, and an entire can of fish food spilled into the pond.

"Who?! Who dares to cause trouble at the Wang family's residence?!"

Wang Ai was so angry that she trembled all over, grabbed her cane and rushed out.

Dare to call him "shorty"?

No one has dared to use that nickname for seventy years!

Wait... seventy years?

Wang Ai's running steps suddenly stopped, and his gloomy old face instantly became filled with a constipated expression.

"Could it be... that jinx?!"

……

Wang Family Hall.

The tense atmosphere became extremely strange with Zhang Tianyi's arrival.

The Wang family's bodyguards formed a circle, holding various weapons, but they looked at each other in bewilderment, none daring to step forward.

Because the white-robed Taoist who kicked down the door was standing with his hands behind his back, pointing at the antique calligraphy and paintings in the hall as if he were strolling through his own backyard.

"Tsk, is this painting a fake? The lines are too stiff."

"Oh my, this vase is nice. It looks like it's from the Qianlong era, but the aesthetics are too vulgar, all flashy and gaudy."

Zhang Chulan and the others followed behind him, heads down, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

What a shame!

This isn't about reasoning; it's about ransacking our property!

Finally, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

Surrounded by a group of people, Wang Ai walked out with a dark face.

When he saw Zhang Tianyi standing in the middle of the hall, looking at his home renovation with a look of disgust, his pupils contracted sharply.

It's really him!

Zhang Tianyi, the one who crippled his grandson at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony and threatened him in public!

"you……"

Wang Ai's knuckles turned white as she gripped her cane. Suppressing her anger, she forced out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"Master Tian Shu... Your presence is an honor... May I ask what brings you here?!"

Why are you so angry?

Zhang Tianyi turned around and looked at Wang Ai with a smile.

He looked Wang Ai up and down like an old neighbor coming over for a visit:

"Little dwarf, after all these years, your legs are still so nimble!"

"I heard your grandson is in the hospital? As his older brother, I came to visit you and offer my condolences to the family."

"you!!"

Wang Ai was so angry she almost fainted.

A gesture of condolence?

You kick down my door and call that a gesture of sympathy?!

You had Zhang Lingyu cripple my grandson and you still have the nerve to come and offer condolences?!

"What? You're not welcome?"

Zhang Tianyi raised an eyebrow, his smile fading slightly, and an invisible sense of pressure instantly spread out:

“My senior brother always says that one should be polite. I came all the way down from Longhu Mountain and rushed here from the hotel, and I haven’t even had a sip of water yet. You’re just going to leave me standing here?”

"Is this how your Wang family treats its guests?"

Wang Ai took a deep breath, feeling like her lungs were about to explode.

But he dared not retaliate.

This was indeed the Wang family's stronghold, but he knew that once a fight broke out, this madman in front of him could raze the house to the ground without incurring any legal responsibility.

"Please sit down!"

Wang Ai spat out two words through gritted teeth and waved to his subordinates:

"Look at the tea! Look at the fine tea!"

……

A few minutes later.

On the sofa in the lobby.

Zhang Tianyi sat imposingly in the main seat—the seat Wang Ai usually sat in.

Wang Ai could only sit sullenly on the single sofa to the side, clutching her cane, feeling like a wronged little wife.

Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and the others stood obediently behind Zhang Tianyi, serving as background figures.

"Hmm, this tea is not bad. Although it can't compare to Lao Lu's Da Hong Pao, it's still good enough to soothe the throat."

Zhang Tianyi took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and finally got to the point.

Instead of slamming his fist on the table and questioning him, he suddenly reached out and pulled Wang Ye, who was standing behind him, to his front.

"Little dwarf."

Zhang Tianyi put his arm around Wang Ye's shoulder, as if showing off a rare treasure, and said with a smile:

Let me introduce you.

"This is Xiao Wang, also known as Wang. He was formerly from Wudang Mountain."

"This child, although he is a bit lazy and not very serious, I really like his temperament."

“At the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, this child even went so far as to let me win a round. I remember that favor.”

Wang Ye's lips twitched.

Did they give up a move?

I was so scared by you that I gave up on the spot!

Wang Ai, his face grim, looked coldly at Wang Ye: "Wang Ye of Wudang, the successor of the Feng Hou Qi Men, one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, I naturally recognize him. What do you mean by this, Master?"

"It doesn't mean anything."

Zhang Tianyi's smile remained bright, but her eyes gradually turned cold, like a sharp sword about to be drawn.

"It was recently, I heard that this child wasn't having a peaceful time in Beijing."

“There are always some clueless little rats that loiter around his doorstep and even try to harm his family.”

"I don't have any other flaws, except that I'm very protective of my own."

"The younger generation I take a liking to are the apple of my eye."

At this point, Zhang Tianyi leaned forward slightly, staring into Wang Ai's cloudy old eyes, his tone turning icy:

"You know... if I find out which old geezer is behind this..."

"Should I..."