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Meng Zhenwei's personal guard hurriedly took out the quick-acting Jiuxin Pill and gave it to him to take.

Yan Wudao next to him looked very sad.

Meng Zhenwei is an ordinary person. He is about the same age as himself, but he is crippled by illness. This is the disadvantage of ordinary people. No matter how much money you have, you cannot escape life, old age, illness and death.

Fortunately, I have some talent in martial arts, and I entered the realm of Qi a few years ago. Although I am still an ant in the eyes of high-ranking people, at least my body and bones are in good condition, and I will not get sick.

boom!

Badana slapped his palms like palms on the table and said angrily: "I'll go down and see who dares to be so arrogant!"

After that, he stood up and walked out aggressively.

The four powerful Xuandan realm experts from the Ba family immediately followed.

The nearby business tycoons felt chilled all over.

Chen Nan has hung up the phone, his dark face already full of anger.

……

Lobby.

Mr. Song called the other three powerful men in the Mysterious Pill Realm from home.

Dad said that the four Xuandan realms are enough to overwhelm any force.

As long as he wasn't one of those business kings, even if he broke through the sky, his father would be there to support him.

This...is the arrogant capital of Mr. Song.

At this moment, a short, white-haired old man in plain clothes said casually: "Young man, I advise you to keep a low profile today. If you offend Mr. Chen, you will be left with nothing to eat!"

"Ok?"

Mr. Song frowned and looked at the short old man.

There is no fluctuation in inner energy at all.

Either he is an ordinary person, or he is a person who is stronger than himself in the Mysterious Core Realm and deliberately hides his aura.

But... so what if he is in the Xuandan realm?

The most indispensable thing for the Song family in Beizhou is the Xuandan realm.

"Old man, are you so full that you have nothing to do? This watchdog is just meddling in its own business, but you still come here to chirp, who do you think you are?"

Mr. Song threw a cigarette into his mouth and lit it, took a deep puff, and said coldly: "Are you trying to say that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake? I will tell you today that the real strong dragon and local snake are It can’t be suppressed!”

"Hmph...your grandpa wouldn't dare to talk to me like that here!"

The little old man's face became increasingly gloomy, and his wrinkled face kept twitching.

Could it be that I have been silent for so long that no one else recognizes me?

How dare a mere descendant of the Beizhou Song family dare to challenge me?

"Hahaha...you are so funny...cough cough cough...it made me laugh so hard...cough cough cough..."

Young Master Song laughed so hard that he choked on the cigarette and coughed, which stimulated his tear ducts and made him shed tears.

"King Dongjiang is here!"

I don't know who whispered something.

The whole hall was instantly quiet.

Bai Yulong, who was dressed in fashionable clothes, walked in with his daughter Bai Ruoxue.

Bai Ruoxue changed into a purple dress that showed off the aristocratic atmosphere. Her delicate and pretty face was as white as jade, and her delicate red lips hung with a confident smile.

nice.

It's so beautiful.

Her appearance eclipsed both heaven and earth.

Mr. Song was stunned.

This girl is beautiful.

She was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen, and those receptionists were less than a ten thousandth.

She seems to be the daughter of King Dongjiang?

Mr. Song glanced at Bai Yulong, who was more handsome than himself in the latest fashion, and his arrogance dropped a bit!

Dad said King Dongjiang is not easy to mess with. Although the Song family's martial arts strength is powerful, King Dongjiang's huge business empire is also very scary. The eight powerful men in the Xuandan realm who spent hundreds of billions to train are no joke.

"Boss Bai, Miss Bai..."

Mr. Song greeted him politely, but his expression was still arrogant.

The Beizhou Song family will never bow to anyone.

"Grandpa Yuwen!"

Bai Ruoxue didn't even look at Mr. Song, but walked straight towards the little old man, her clear and smart eyes shining.

Bai Yulong ignored Mr. Song and walked into the hall without verifying his identity. At the same time, he cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuwen, long time no see!"

boom!

Everyone at the scene felt as if they had been struck by lightning, with shock in their eyes.

What kind of person is Bai Ruoxue?

Bai Yulong, the king of Dongjiang, dotes on the daughter of heaven.

It is said that she was arrogant and her eyes were higher than her head.

But at this moment, he was calling the little old man "grandpa" respectfully!

Regardless of Bai Ruoxue, Dongjiang King Bai Yulong also lowered his posture when standing in front of the little old man, with his shoulders slumped slightly, as if he was a son meeting his father.

Some calm young men have already taken out their mobile phones and asked the elders if there is a little old man with the compound surname Yuwen.

Mr. Song was a little frightened.

What's so special about this?

King Dongjiang, where is your pride?

"Ok!"

The little old man nodded without sadness or joy.

From the looks of it, he didn’t seem to want to talk to King Dongjiang yet.

Bai Ruoxue frowned slightly, but she quickly returned to her normal expression. She turned to look at Mr. Song and said, "Did you just offend Grandpa Yuwen?"

His tone was cold, his eyes were like daggers, and his slender eyebrows almost turned into frost.

Seeing that Bai Ruoxue didn't give him any face, Mr. Song's temper suddenly rose: "So what?"

"Ah…"

Bai Ruoxue stared at Mr. Song with sarcasm and said, "He is the biological father of the Lord of the Eastern Territory and the helmsman of the six major martial arts halls in Tianzhou!"

Boom!

Another thunder exploded in everyone's ears.

Mr. Song was no longer calm, his lips trembled, and his cigarette butts fell to the ground along with his expensive luxury brand clothes.

The father of the Lord of the Eastern Territory.

He...how could he be the father of the Lord of the Eastern Territory?

Or the leaders of six martial arts halls?

In the martial arts world, in addition to martial arts schools, there are also martial arts halls.

Most martial arts schools practice traditional Chinese martial arts.

The martial arts hall is about practicing the unique skills that were lost in ancient times.

Each of the six major martial arts halls in Tianzhou has strength comparable to that of a martial arts family.

Bai Ruoxue asked coldly: "Now...do you still think your Beizhou Song family is awesome?"

I really don’t know where this idiot got the courage to be so arrogant on an occasion like today.

Didn't the adults at home tell you who came to the Royal Hotel today?

"I... I, I, I..."

Mr. Song was hesitating and speechless.

If he didn't have cultivation by his side, I might have peed his pants at this moment.

What is this for?

As the father of the Northern Territory Lord, shouldn't you lead a few uniformed guards?

Aren't you the helmsman of the six martial arts halls in Tianzhou? Why don't you bring a bunch of warriors out to support the scene?

He suddenly realized.

Perhaps this is the highest level of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

The little old man waved his hand: "That's all... I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you!"

Mr. Song was relieved when he heard this.

Tight muscles relax.

Fortunately, this old guy has a human touch, otherwise the Song family in Beizhou would have been razed to the ground with just one phone call to the Eastern Region to complain.

Drop dong!

Just then, the elevator sounded.

A handsome young man in a white shirt came out with a large number of people.

The menacing Ba family in Mengzhou.

Behind him is the Northwest King.

Followed closely by the Murong clan.

Finally, there is the King of Seoul.

For some reason, Mr. Song suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. He was also the number one young man in Beizhou. What kind of scene had he not seen before?

Chen Nan came to Wang Dong and saw that his cheeks were red and swollen, and his face became a little darker again.

"boss!"

Wang Dong's eyes filled with tears and his voice was choked with sobs.

He is a retired soldier and never sheds tears easily. He didn't even frown when he was beaten by King Jiang Jun last time. He didn't say a word when he was beaten by Mr. Song just now.

Now seeing the boss's gloomy face and the cold light in his eyes, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Kaka!

Chen Nan helped Wang Dong connect the bones, patted his shoulder and said lightly: "You've suffered!"