"So, Old Yu, do you and Fengzi Fen have some kind of grudge?" Qiangzi had noticed earlier that Yu Daochen's expression had changed when he looked at Fen Yue, his face filled with killing intent.
Yu Daochen didn't hide anything and explained the situation in detail.
Qiangzi frowned upon hearing this, "Fu Men is not a small sect, and they have quite a few experts ranked on the Heaven List."
Yu Daochen snorted, "A three-thousand-year-old great demon, I, Yu Daochen, don't even bat an eye, let alone a disciple from a major sect."
Qiangzi thought about it. In this mortal world, perhaps not even a Black List expert would dare to claim they could defeat a three-thousand-year-old great demon. Even if Yu Daochen said he had fought one, no one would believe him.
Fighting an expert on the Black List was within the realm of human understanding, but fighting a three-thousand-year-old great demon was beyond everyone's comprehension; that was something only gods or powerful beings from the underworld could achieve.
Yu Daochen and Qiangzi took a taxi to the airport. After eating, they waited on a bench until six o'clock.
"Old Yu, they're here," Qiangzi nudged Yu Daochen, who had his eyes closed, resting.
Yu Daochen opened his eyes, and Qiangzi subtly indicated the four people walking in with his mouth.
Yu Daochen followed his gaze and saw a middle-aged man around forty, with a scruffy beard, being handcuffed. Beside him stood two men in their forties, wearing suits.
"Yuan Qinglin, ranked thirty-first on the Heaven List, and Ma Jiyuan, ranked twenty-ninth. Wow, what a lineup!" Qiangzi took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaim.
Yu Daochen glanced at the man being handcuffed, "You should look at who is being handcuffed."
Qiangzi looked again and said with some surprise, "Holy cow, Cheng Shixiang, ranked twenty-second on the Heaven List!"
Yu Daochen rolled his eyes, "Kid, you're ranked thirty-seventh on the Earth List. You should have some ambition."
Qiangzi waved his hand, looking indifferent, "Old Yu, it's different. Although you and I are on the Earth List, we haven't been on it for long. But they have been there for ten to twenty years."
"Getting on the rankings is simple. As long as you challenge someone on the list and win, the token representing that rank is yours. Some people just luckily won the day before yesterday, and before they could even warm their token, it was taken back the next day. But they are different; they have held their positions on the Heaven List for ten to twenty years. They are genuine Heaven List experts."
The four men walked towards Yu Daochen and the other. The young man leading the way, in his twenties, spoke, "Hello, I am Han Dong, the person in charge of this escort from the Supernatural Affairs Bureau."
Yu Daochen nodded and looked at the people beside him.
"Greetings, Young Master Yu."
"Greetings, Young Master Yu."
"Greetings, Young Master Yu."
Yuan Qinglin and Ma Jiyuan cupped their hands. Cheng Shixiang, although handcuffed, also politely called out, "Young Master Yu."
A smile appeared on Yu Daochen's face, and he raised his hand in return.
"Greetings, Master Ma, Master Yuan, and Master Cheng."
The three nodded. Yu Daochen's fame was now extraordinary, especially after his fight with Huang Yong, which made him a household name.
"Everyone, let's board the plane first," Han Dong said with a smile.
Yu Daochen nodded and followed Han Dong towards the plane.
A moment later, everyone boarded a private jet. Ma Jiyuan and Yuan Qinglin each sat next to Cheng Shixiang.
Yu Daochen surveyed the interior. Although his expression remained unchanged, he was inwardly excited.
"This Supernatural Affairs Bureau is quite wealthy. It seems I'll have to extort a good sum from Biao Tao next time."
"Old Yu, what heinous crime did Master Cheng commit to have the Supernatural Affairs Bureau send experts like Master Ma and Master Yuan?" Qiangzi whispered into Yu Daochen's ear.
Yu Daochen rolled his eyes, somewhat exasperated, "Brother, he could hear you."
Qiangzi froze and looked at Cheng Shixiang, who was smiling at him.
Yu Daochen looked at Qiangzi beside him with some helplessness, "I apologize, Master Cheng. My younger brother meant no offense. Please bear with him."
Cheng Shixiang waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Young Master Yu is too kind."
Seeing that Cheng Shixiang wasn't angry, Yu Daochen breathed a sigh of relief. There were countless people who had challenged experts who had held their positions on the Heaven List for ten to twenty years, but few had met a good end.
Yu Daochen had no prior connection with Cheng Shixiang, nor did he hold any prejudice against him. After all, in Yu Daochen's eyes, very few people were good, and he didn't consider himself a good person.
A few minutes later, Yu Daochen took out his phone, opened WeChat, typed a few words, and sent them. (The private jet had internet.)
*Dong~*
Qiangzi's WeChat suddenly rang. Qiangzi looked at Yu Daochen beside him in confusion, seeing no expression on his face.
Qiangzi knew Yu Daochen had sent the message. After a minute, he took out his phone and pretended to send a message.
(Brother, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? Cheng Shixiang's hearing is renowned in the martial world. Few dare to compete with him in hearing.)
Qiangzi finished reading and quietly put down his phone, a look of embarrassment on his face.
The plane flew for about two hours. Cheng Shixiang, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke, "Where are we now?"
Ma Jiyuan looked at Han Dong in front. Han Dong went into the cockpit to inquire and then came out, "We are above Changlin Mountain."
Author's Note:
My phone screen broke these past few days, so updates have been infrequent. My apologies, everyone.