One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

The phone in Wang Bing's pocket rang.

"Hey, Great-Grandpa!"

"Bing'er, come back quickly! Grandpa has something to tell you, come back immediately!"

Wang Bing was completely bewildered after hanging up the phone.

When he arrived at a small courtyard, he saw Wang Ai, who was already waiting at the door.

He became even more puzzled and asked:

What happened to Great-Grandpa?

Wang Ai, now leaning on his cane, no longer wore his usual smiling, stern expression; instead, his face was solemn.

"Bing'er, Grandpa just received a message from his subordinates that you will be facing off against that sorcerer Bai Yuan in today's competition?"

Wang Bing was so angry he almost laughed!

He thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be just a trivial matter.

His expression immediately became arrogant, and he stated frankly:

"Don't worry, great-grandfather. I'll get back all the face you lost last time, and that peasant quack will pay for the rest of his life!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ai nearly panicked, and even the cane in her hand trembled.

"Bing'er, listen to your grandfather now, give up today's..."

Wang Ai's voice abruptly stopped halfway through her sentence.

Wang Bing understood the meaning, and his face immediately darkened, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He took a step closer, his expression agitated, and questioned in a low voice.

"Great-grandfather, I think you've been confused by that sorcerer. If I give up today's competition, what will others think of the Wang family? How will I ever be able to hold my head up again? Won't everyone call me Wang Bing a coward?!"

Wang Ai opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to refute it.

Because what the grandson said was true.

The larger the family, the more they value face.

If you back down at this point, you'll truly earn the title of a coward.

But the scene of being beaten that day kept replaying in his mind...

pain,

That hurts so much!

A complete rout, it was a nightmare!

Wang Bing clenched one fist, his eyes filled with an almost overflowing arrogance.

“Great-grandfather, I admit that Bai Yuan’s methods are indeed strange, but why don’t you think about whether those strange methods would be effective against my ‘Spirit Binding and Commanding’? ‘Spirit’ is not a physical entity, so even if it is temporarily cut, it doesn’t matter, because it can be restored in the next second!”

"His petty tricks are completely ineffective against 'Spirit Binding and Commanding'!"

"If you had used the Spirit Binding Technique against Bai Yuan that day, he would have been dead long ago!"

After the words were spoken.

Wang Ai suddenly froze.

next moment,

Wang Bing no longer concealed his aura...

Suddenly,

boom--!

A powerful aura surged from his body and then spread outwards, its immense force causing even the wild grass in the corner of the wall to sway.

Two enormous, demonic auras awakened within Wang Bing's body.

One part resembles a dragon, while the other part resembles a ferocious beast.

One on the left and one on the right, standing behind them!

Wang Bing's eyes were sky blue as he whispered:

"That's the source of my grandson's confidence..."

"Two thousand-year-old spirits!"

"What does Bai Yuan even amount to?"

"If I'm unhappy today, even the Old Master's advice won't work!"

Wang Ai stared in horror at her grandson.

His eyes were filled with both surprise and doubt. He could sense the two powerful 'spirits' behind Wang Bing!

Because of this, a subtle change suddenly began to occur in his heart...

Pride, longing, reminiscence...

At that moment, Wang Ai seemed to see the same spirited self she had in her grandson.

His lips trembled several times before he finally spoke.

"It's alright, Bing'er, you can go ahead. If anything happens, Grandpa will be there for you!"

Wang Bing shook his neck, his eyes fierce, and put away his Spirit Binding and Commanding skills, waiting quietly for the match to begin!

Bai Yuan... prepare to face my wrath!

Wang Ai looked at her spirited grandson.

Lost in thought.

He couldn't help but wonder if he was really getting old. He and Lü Ci had both come from war-torn times and had seen all sorts of ruthless people.

What kind of ruthless person haven't you killed?

But now, they are filled with apprehension towards a quack doctor from the Quanxing sect...

But at this very moment,

An angry voice came from afar.

"Old Master Wang, don't you owe Feng an explanation?!"

Chapter 90 Feng Zhenghao refuses to kneel... The confidence of the 'future father-in-law'!

Wang Ai and Wang Bing both looked towards the distance.

Feng Zhenghao, dressed in a suit, had a gloomy face and exuded a cold aura. He walked step by step towards the two people on the bluestone steps.

Even from a distance, one could feel the coldness emanating from the leader of the World Society.

A slight look of doubt appeared in Wang Ai's eyes.

But then,

He looked at his grandson.

Suddenly remembering something, a doting smile appeared on his face.

"It's alright, my good child. With Grandpa here, you don't need to worry about anything."

During the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony these past few days, he had his men keep a close eye on the Feng family's movements.

After all, Feng Zhenghao was unaware of what happened back then.

They were completely unaware that the 'Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique' they possessed was actually a castrated version, while the true, complete version was controlled by their royal family!

And the 'little tricks' his grandson has been up to these past few days.

He knew a thing or two, but he turned a blind eye to it.

It would be best if it succeeded.

If he fails and ends up losing more than he gains, and is held accountable by Longhu Mountain, he can openly admit that he really didn't know, play dumb, and then verbally lecture Wang Bing to make a big deal out of a small one and a small deal out of a big one.

Now, those two 'spirits' on my grandson.

And now, with Feng Zhenghao's cold gaze, he finally realized that his clever grandson had succeeded!

What a good boy!

Grandpa really did raise you well!

Wang Ai glanced at Feng Zhenghao, who was walking towards them, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes...

hehe...

Unable to defeat Bai Yuan

Can't you even beat a little Feng Zhenghao?

Although they were both members of the Ten Elders, this veteran had never taken Feng Zhenghao seriously.

The seemingly imposing leader of the World Society is nothing more than an unaware 'child'!

"President Feng, don't be so angry. What happened to make you so upset?"

Wang Ai, leaning on her cane, wore her usual fake smile and asked the question knowingly.

Feng Zhenghao stopped, his usual refined demeanor gone, replaced by a cold expression.

"There are two things that I need you, patriarch Wang, to explain to me."

"First, my son went out without reason early this morning and was attacked. When he was found, he was lying in a secluded place, covered in injuries... And the mastermind behind this was your grandson!"

As he said this, he turned his gaze to Wang Bing beside him, a pure killing intent flashing deep in his eyes.

If this weren't Longhu Mountain, and if there weren't a king by his side, he would have twisted this brat's head off and whipped him alive!

Upon hearing this, Wang Bing not only remained calm but also put his hands in his pockets as if he had done something insignificant.

He chose to make his move this morning.

It was done after a lot of consideration.

Wang Ai took a small step forward, feigning ignorance.

"President Feng, I knew nothing about this matter. However, you see, it was just children playing around. My son Bing'er may have been a bit rough and hurt your son. After this mission at Longhu Mountain is over, I will definitely take him to the World Society to see your son!"

"I'll make sure that brat apologizes properly to your son!"

Sincere attitude...

But the contempt in his eyes remained.

But Feng Zhenghao didn't respond. Instead, he squinted and asked about the second matter.

"Put my son's matter aside for now, there's something I want Mr. Wang to explain to me..."

Say it,

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist rose from Feng Zhenghao's body, and something that was neither human nor ghost appeared behind him. The moment this thing appeared, the temperature in the entire grove of trees inexplicably dropped a little.

But Wang Ai's face showed no sign of abnormality.

"What explanation does Chairman Feng want?"

Upon hearing his grandfather's voice, Wang Bing's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Feng Zhenghao adjusted his glasses, the reflective lenses concealing the pure killing intent in his eyes.

He asked in a very casual manner:

Why would the Wang family summon spirits and command generals?

His son was ambushed this morning and is now lying in bed. He is heartbroken and furious, and a murderous intent is surging within him.

However, compared to the Feng family's foundation, 'binding spirits and commanding generals,' the pain of their son could be put aside for a while.

On the way here

Feng Zhenghao had already quietly laid out a trap.