90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 42: Figure

Ye Bei's pace was very slow.

Wang An followed closely.

When the two entered the manor in front of Zhao Changcun and countless guests, they stepped on the plaque of 'Three-Legged Dragon Manor'.

Noisy...

The scene finally broke out.

Everyone reacted at this moment.

"A major event is about to happen, something really happened, the Old Immortal has come to Zhao's house in person!"

"The Zhao Family has offended the Old Immortal. I didn't expect this show to come so quickly, who will win?"

"I feel that the Old Immortal deliberately chose a day like today..."

"Too domineering, the Old Immortal is so powerful! The four bodyguards were knocked out immediately... this is the style of the Old Immortal."

"Don't you find that the young man next to him is also not simple?"

Countless voices gathered together, the expressions on everyone's face were extremely rich, and their saliva flowed wildly. The stronger their identities, the more they knew how terrible things were today.

Zhao Changcun froze in place, his flaws about to split.

After watching Ye Bei and Wang An step into the manor...

His face was like a white sheet of paper, and his mouth growled, "Close the door, and invite all irrelevant people out!"

As his voice fell, all the guards of the Zhao Family hiding in the dark rushed out and cleared them out at the fastest speed.

Zhao Changcun was not stupid.

The one who came today was the Old Immortal of Kunlun Mountain. He had terrible prestige all over the world, especially when the Old Immortal was recognized by the people just now. No matter how courageous he was, Zhao Changcun dare not openly take action at this time.

At this time, the Three-Legged Dragon Manor was completely messed up.

Guests from all over the world were invited out one after another, and many people still did not know what was going on.

...

But at the moment in the compound of Three-Legged Dragon Manor.

Ye Bei held his hand and walked slowly.

Those who were in the opposite direction to him all just became the scenery in his eyes.

This manor was huge, just the first compound alone had thousands of square meters.

In the courtyard, there were many artificial hills with weird shapes. Some were like real dragons flying, some were like tigers with grinning teeth, and some were like immortal gods. Every stone here was very valuable, a person could casually take one of them to sell outside, then that person would be able to live his entire life in full bliss.

And under the stone, there were hidden natural springs.

The clear spring water, under the superb guidance of a skilled craftsman, constantly flowed out of the gaps in the stones, it clashed and making the air in the yard have a fresh smell.

Except for spring water and strange rocks, the courtyard was full of cherry trees.

Yesterday there was a heavy snowfall, but in this manor, there was no depression in sight. On the contrary, those cherry blossoms bloomed so dazzlingly, and slices of cherry blossoms were constantly falling, decorating the courtyard like a paradise, with a light floral fragrance and soaking human heart.

Every scene here was full of luxury and style.

With a quick look, Ye Bei did not know how many times more beautiful it was than the view at the Longevity Temple...

However, if one looked at it carefully, he would find that the scenery here, after all, lacked the connotation, and had the posture of nouveau riche instead.

"Master, I have been to this house before. There are many secret guards around, and the Zhao Family is very powerful. They cooperate with the powerful people in Q City, and there are some security companies that have legal gun licenses! If I'm correct, at least dozens of gunpoint's are aimed at our body in the dark."

Wang An was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery in the manor like Ye Bei.

As soon as he came in, he felt a little bit cold in his body, cold sweat was constantly coming out of his back, and his eyes looked around, for fear that someone would attack Ye Bei at this time.

"Ok." Ye Bei hummed softly.

He did not care, his pace was still steady and leisure. Soon, he passed through the first compound and entered the inner courtyard.

There was a hexagonal pavilion inside.

Above the pavilion was covered with golden glazed tiles, and inside the pavilion was exquisite colored paintings depicting ancient landscapes. The air here was shady. After entering the pavilion, Ye Bei stood in the middle with his hands behind his back, and Wang An also slowly stopped.

"This is the place!" Ye Bei spat out these words slowly.

Ta ta ta...

Wang An was a little puzzled. Just as he was about to inquire, he found that from the rear, Zhao Changcun rushed over with a large group of bodyguards.

At the same time, there were also a large number of direct descendants of the Zhao Family quickly gathering around.

And the guests in the entire Three-Legged Dragon Manor had all withdrawn in this short period of time.

"You two, do you know what place this is? This is the Zhao Family Manor. You broke in without any invitation. This is a private manor. Now, explain your identities immediately and get out, maybe I can guarantee that you won't die here!" When Zhao Changcun looked at the backs of Wang An and Ye Bei, he gritted his teeth and roared in his mouth.

This sentence clearly irritated the two on purpose.

But

Ye Bei did not answer, he just stood in the pavilion, watching the scenery here, and waiting quietly.

Wang An did not dare to speak without Ye Bei's permission.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Changcun who stood behind, could only clench his fists and grit his teeth, he didn't know what to do next.

Knowing that the old man was an Old Immortal in Kunlun Mountain, the pressure in his heart was unprecedented.

However, the Zhao Family's direct descendants, who were gradually gathering, spoke one after another in this quiet atmosphere.

They were not as implicit as Zhao Changcun but directly named.

"What about the Old Immortal of Kunlun Mountain? Even if it is really him, he is only on par with our Zhao Family. Coming over to smash our manor plaque today is obviously to look down on our Zhao Family!" Zhao Kun's cousin's complexion turned purple, as a member of the Zhao Family, he was always noble and virtuous.

Today, the manor plaque was stepped on, he felt as if he was stepped on his face by others instead, so he was rude when speaking.

"Today is the funeral of the old man, Old Immortal, do you really plan to be an enemy of our Zhao Family?" The speaker was a middle-aged man with a majestic manner. He was Zhao Changcun's half-brother, Zhao Changzai.

After the old man 'passed away', his power in the Zhao Family was also very large.

"If you leave now, we will assume that nothing happened! The Zhao Family is still the Zhao Family, and your Kunlun Mountain Old Immortal is still an Old Immortal, otherwise, we don't mind throwing a big fire and burn the entire Kunlun Mountain." Standing next to Zhao Changzai was a woman wearing a black mink coat with a dazzling pearl necklace around her neck which looked extremely wealthy, but when she spoke, her voice was extremely sharp.

In addition to them...

Those Zhao Family descendants were rude and started to accuse one after another.

Standing in the pavilion, after hearing these voices, Ye Bei opened his mouth: "You... can't represent the Zhao Family!"

The sound was not loud, but it was cold, vigorous, and full of indifferent to life!

However, every Zhao Family's direct line at the scene heard clearly and their complexion changed suddenly.

...

And at the moment when Ye Bei's voice just fell.

At the other end of the pavilion, a golden figure walked toward this side tremblingly.

After seeing the figure, everyone in the Zhao Family was stunned...