God level negative second generation

At 8:[-] in the morning, the brand new Rolls-Royce Phantom drove out of the community and headed towards the city.

Today Yu Fan didn't go directly to Haiyun Building, but asked Li Xixia to send him to the Xiyuanshan Cemetery.

That's where his parents are buried.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain, and he and Han Qingyue got out of the car, walked up the mountain, and came to the grave of his parents.

"Dad, Mom, my son is here to see you."

Yu Fan knelt in front of the tombstone and said in a low voice.

Han Qingyue stood behind him, silent.

"Something happened yesterday. People from the Xu family came to our group to make trouble, and I killed them. Their ashes are here."

As he spoke, he took out a small porcelain bottle one finger high from his bosom.

Pull out the cork and pour out wisps of off-white powder.

These are all part of the bodies of the four masters of the Xu family and the third young master Xu Shaoqing.

Originally, the Samadhi real fire burned the corpse without leaving any traces.

He deliberately controlled the real fire to be extinguished in advance, so he kept these.

White powder fluttered like frost and snow, falling on the desolate cemetery.

As soon as the cold wind blew, it flew up and scattered in all directions.

Although the porcelain vase is small, there is actually a lot of space inside. After a while, a small white "snowdrift" was piled up in front of Yu Fan's parents' grave.

"In the future, more Xu family members will come here to be buried with you. I will not let anyone who hurt you go."

"Besides, there is one more thing."

"There may be traitors in our group, I will seriously investigate this matter."

"Uncle An... well, I hope it's not him."

"You have spirits in heaven, please bless your son all the best."

"I will visit you often."

Yu Fan spoke calmly.

In the end, I kowtowed to my parents a few times before getting up and leaving.

Han Qingyue didn't say a word the whole time, just watched silently.

Li Xixia stood far away, looking at Yu Fan for a while, and Han Qingyue for a while, with a strange expression on her face, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Afterwards, the three of them went to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city to worship Yu Hang.

Today is a weekday, the cemetery is empty, almost no one is there.

When Yu Fan stood in front of his brother's spiritual tablet, he felt a lot of emotion.

"When the eldest brother is here, one person can support the Yu Group. But I don't know anything, and I have to ask Ling Xue to review the bills."

Han Qingyue comforted from the side: "You guys are good at different fields, so you don't have to be ashamed. If your brother is still here, he will be very relieved to see you smoothing out those few people yesterday."

"Violence can only solve part of the problem, not all. I really miss the days when my elder brother sheltered me from the wind and rain. When he was there, I didn't need to think about anything, and my life was very easy."

A cultivator is not omnipotent, especially in shopping malls, he is almost a novice who knows nothing, and when he encounters a small problem, he will be burnt out.

Fortunately, there is Tang Lingxue who can help him, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.

"It turns out that you are such a strong person, but you also have a vulnerable side." Han Qingyue turned her face to look at him, with a touch of surprise on the corner of her mouth.

Yu Fan shook his head and said, "If possible, I would rather be weaker and live under their wings."

No one is born strong.

It is only because of the need to protect others that I have to become strong.

Yu Fan used to think that he was very strong, and there were few people in the world who were his opponents.

However, he later discovered that he was actually very weak, with no domineering strength, but no corresponding responsibility, and he never shouldered the responsibility he should have.

Now that the vicissitudes of life have changed, the people he cares about the most have already left, and what he can protect is only a little inheritance left by his relatives.

It became his obsession.

If he can't even hold on to this last bit of family property, he will probably collapse from now on, and he will never be able to make any further progress.

Han Qingyue said with deep emotion: "Some things can't be changed. People have to look forward when they are alive. Since you have chosen to take responsibility, don't let them down."

"Of course." Yu Fan looked up at his elder brother's spiritual tablet and clenched his fists.

I thought to myself: Big brother, I will never let others take away the country you and your father built!

He lit a stick of incense to pay homage to his eldest brother, and Han Qingyue also burned incense to pay homage to his deceased husband.

Then the two went to communicate with the administrator of the cemetery, and planned to move Yu Hang's ashes to Xiyuan Mountain, where they would be buried near their parents.

It was easy to do things with money, so the cemetery administrator naturally had no objection, and took the initiative to start arranging the arrangements after collecting the money.

Everything went very quickly. Driven by money, at noon, a new tombstone appeared next to the joint burial of "Yu Chenghai and his wife" in Xiyuan Mountain.

A morning passed quickly.

After worshiping her parents and elder brother again, Yu Fan asked Li Xixia to drive back to Haiyun Building.

Yesterday's case had some tailwinds to deal with.

The police investigation ended without a problem, because they searched all over the city and could not find any trace of the murderer, so they had to put it on hold for the time being.

On the reporter's side, there are still a few people squatting around the group, trying to find some "big news" to increase their performance.

Unfortunately, they are doomed to have no chance of success.

Yu Fan returned to the company, briefly dealt with some matters that the president needed to review, and then told Yang Yuancheng, Cao Longquan and other senior executives that he had something to discuss with them alone tomorrow.

He notified several executives individually, and he did not know that they had met other people, that is to say, each of them did not know that others were invited to meet by Yu Fan.

Yu Fan then left the company.

Today he promised to meet Master Long.

Master Long is an elder, even if his strength is not as good as him, it's too late for him to lose face.

When meeting with the ancient warriors, he wanted to talk about things in the circle of ancient warriors, so this time he did not bring Han Qingyue and Li Xixia with him, but asked a security guard of the group to drive him there.

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Longting Hotel in Beicheng District.

When Yu Fan came, it was 02:30 in the afternoon.

Lin Yi had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him appear, he eagerly greeted him.

"Brother Yu, you are here, please come in quickly."

During the day, there were not too many people in Longting Hotel, and the two entered through the main entrance, hardly seeing any customers.

Lin Yi took Yu Fan across the lobby, walked towards the back door, and said as he walked, "There is a manor behind our hotel, where my master and senior brothers usually live."

Yu Fan said with a smile: "With you masters in charge, this Longting Hotel should be the safest place in Yunhai City."

This is not flattery.

Although there are many high-end hotels in Yunhai City, I am afraid I can count on one hand the number of people who can invite a group of ancient martial arts masters to sit in the city.

Even if there is, it can't be compared with a powerful party in the ancient martial arts world like Long Ye.

Passing through the back hall of the hotel, Yu Fan followed Lin Yi out of the gate.

All of a sudden, the eyes brighten up, from a resplendent five-star hotel to a harmonious garden close to nature.

In the garden, there is a pond that is particularly eye-catching.

The pond did not freeze due to the severe cold, but the heat filled the air, and the white mist was transpiring, just like a fairyland.

Obviously this is a hot spring.

There are pontoon bridges winding above the pond and pavilions and rockery.

There is a stone table chessboard and an old man in the gazebo.