"You’re not from the Ding Family?" The two elders were startled, and Zhang Menglong’s expression did not seem feigned, but why did he ask for Chen Bingyu as soon as he spoke? "Elder, do you know me?" Chen Bingyu stepped forward, not knowing why her intuition told her that Zhang Menglong seemed to bear no malice.
"I don’t know you," Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Forget it, let’s stop pretending, I actually came here to find you."
"To find me? Elder, I..."
"Stop, stop, stop, don’t keep calling me elder, I’m only 22 years old, you might even be older than me!"
"22 years old?"
All the people on the scene were suddenly stunned. This Grandmaster claimed to be only 22 years old? Could it be that he used some special means to look so young?
"What? Don’t believe me?" Zhang Menglong’s hand slipped into his trouser pocket.
The martial artists of the Chen Family immediately became alert, and even the two elders began to exhibit fluctuations of inner strength in their bodies.
"Why are you all so nervous?" Zhang Menglong pulled out an ID card, "Look, I’m a post-95, 22 years old, stop calling me elder, you’re making me feel old."
"How is this possible?" The people from the Chen Family compared the photo on the ID card with Zhang Menglong’s face, and except for the slight immaturity in the ID photo, there was almost no difference; he was indeed the person on the document.
But a 22-year-old Grandmaster? Could it be that the disciples who passed the message got their information wrong?
"Wait, are you Zhang Menglong?" Chen Bingyu finally remembered why this face looked so familiar.
Although she was from an Ancient Martial Arts Family, Chen Bingyu also helped manage some of the family’s assets, and her Bingyu Media was one of the Chen Family’s enterprises. As the chairwoman of a company, she could not possibly be unaware of the richest man in the world.
"Bingyu, you know him?" Elder Jiang asked.
"He’s the current richest man in the world; there are few in the secular world who do not recognize him," Chen Bingyu replied.
"He’s really only 22 years old?" Elder Jiang was still somewhat incredulous.
"If the media’s reports are not wrong, he should indeed be 22 this year, and he is also currently a senior in college."
"Finally, someone who recognizes me, I thought all you Ancient Martial Arts Families were off the grid," Zhang Menglong stuffed his ID card back into his pocket, "Now do you believe I’m really 22 years old?"
"22 years old, a Grandmaster, and the richest man in the world, who exactly is this young man, and why does he want to find Chen Bingyu?" Elder Jiang fell into deep thought.
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"Oh? So many people here, could it be that you knew I was coming today?" At this moment, a boastful and youthful voice floated from a distance.
This voice was carried over by inner strength; the saying ’hearing his voice before seeing his person’ was probably about situations like this.
A black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of this villa complex.
A young man dressed in casual wear was the first to step down from the car; he could be considered handsome, but there was an unsettling aura about his eyes and eyebrows, seemingly the so-called natural villain’s face. The voice just now must have come from his car.
Afterward, an elderly man with white hair and beard stepped down from the back of the car; he had the demeanor of a transcendent being, standing respectfully behind the young man.
"Strange, why is there such an uncomfortable feeling about him?" Zhang Menglong frowned. This feeling wasn’t from the young man’s appearance or temperament, but from an unusual kind of inner strength emanating from him, which was somewhat nauseating.
"Mr. Zhang, the inner strength in him is strange," Ye Yin said, "This inner strength contains a strong toxicity, which seems to be some kind of biological toxin. It’s really strange."
Zhang Menglong quickly scanned the two men before him. The young man was named Ding Muyun, a Level Four Martial Artist, and the elder was Ding Kui, a Level Nine Martial Artist. However, their Potential Indexes were quite average, both not reaching 10 points.
"It seems these are the people from the Ding family that Elder Jiang mentioned earlier," Zhang Menglong suddenly realized that he had coincidentally stumbled upon some annual major event today.
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"It looks like you have decided to hand the person over to me," Ding Muyun walked forward. His gaze lingered on Zhang Menglong for a moment then quickly moved away, seeing no need to take a second look at a young man around 20 years old.
"Bingyu, had you simply agreed to me right from the start, wouldn’t that have eliminated all this trouble?" Ding Muyun said with a smile. "Our Ding family isn’t what it once was; soon, the entire Ancient Martial Arts World will revere our Ding family. What I, Ding Muyun, desire, I must possess!"
"Ding Muyun, hand over the antidote now!" Chen Bingyu glared at him furiously.
"Of course I can give you the antidote," Ding Muyun replied, "as long as you marry me. Once we’re family, your grandfather will be my grandfather, and I naturally will provide him the antidote."
"You are shameless!"
"Chen Bingyu!" Ding Muyun shouted angrily, "don’t think that because I fancy you, you can speak to me so recklessly. I have been patient enough with you; do not try to push my limits."
"I’m giving you one more chance, be my woman and then have your Chen family submit to my Ding family, or else don’t blame me for being ruthless today."
The faces of the Chen family members changed. They were actually demanding the Chen family’s submission!
Since when had the Ding family, which had always been just an ordinary family, become so ambitious? What had they experienced recently? Not only had the strength of their two Elders improved so significantly, but they had also developed such ambition. Did they find a powerful backer?
"Think you can intimidate us, Ding Muyun? Do you think everyone at Chen family has a spine of jelly?" the two Elders of the Chen family stepped forward insistently.
"Great, my favorite thing is to gnaw on tough bones," Ding Muyun said with a smile. "Elder Second, please handle these two stubborn old men."
"Yes, young master!" The designated Elder Second bowed slightly to Ding Muyun, his Inner Strength suddenly bursting forth like a monstrous form, charging towards the two Chen family Elders.
Although both Elders of the Chen family were Grandmasters, the difference in power between Level Seven and Level Nine Martial Artists was monumental. Coupled with the erosion of this deadly Inner Strength, it took just one move to repel the two old men.
"Elders!" The surrounding Chen family disciples immediately crowded around.
"Stay back!" the two Elders shouted. A dark, toxic aura enveloped them, containing such fierce poison that any contact by those below Grandmaster level could be lethal!
"Elder Second, kill everyone except Chen Bingyu," Ding Muyun left the command and then turned towards his car.
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"To be enemies with our Ding family really is asking for death!" That fiercely toxic Inner Strength surged once again. At this moment, the two Elders were using all their Inner Strength to fend off the previous attack, leaving them no energy to resist this strike.
If struck, even they would be severely injured or even die on the spot!
"Three Parts Return to Yuan Qi!"
"What?" Ding Kui’s face suddenly changed. A tremendously powerful force arose from his side—a spherical surge of massive Inner Strength. Its power was so immense that it shattered rocks wherever it passed.
He could only counteract with his palm, the force pushing him back almost ten steps before he could steady himself.
"Who... who are you?" Ding Kui realized that the attacker was the very young man they had overlooked earlier!
"I’m the boss of this mountain!" Zhang Menglong declared. "You dare to bully the people under my protection on my own turf; do you think I don’t exist?"