90,000 Years of Longevity

The president and the top figures from all over the world stopped abruptly and then all of them turned their gazes towards Xia Ning.

Although Ye Bei explained his identity in the open class, under normal circumstances, ordinary citizens would never believe it.

Only those who truly stood at the top of the world and had information that ordinary people had never had, would believe it.

As Xia Ning asked this question, in a sense, it touched a taboo.

And Xia Ning was not stupid.

She immediately sensed that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit wrong, and she quickly explained in a low voice, "Sir, I had talked to Sheng Bei several times in school before, and the photos of him circulating on the Internet were shot by me too, so I probably know his situation, plus what he said during the public class..."

Everyone was relieved when they got this explanation.

Then an elegant smile reappeared on everyone's face.

Especially the president who revealed a kind smile on his face and spoke to Xia Ning sincerely, "Classmate, in fact, there is no gods or anything, none of them exists! We must firmly believe in science and the power of technology... not feudal superstition."

The students on both sides and the professors also nodded one by one.

Even a lot of people with the expression of "have you seen it," said to the companion next to them, "Before you said that Professor Ye Bei is an immortal, saying that those methods may be true magic, but now, do you still think so? Even sir doesn't believe it."

"How can those be true? At first glance, they are false."

"Since even sir said that, then it must be correct..."

"Professor Ye Bei is really a liar!"

"Ah... how could this happen? I was really expecting it. If there is an age of mythology, it will be great if you think about it. People can fly at will."

On both sides, the students had different expressions.

The president felt speechless again when he heard the voices beside him, then he urged, "Hurry up!"

"Great!" Xia Ning quickened the pace.

A group of people continued to march in the direction of the library mightily.

As the distance keeps getting closer, in everyone's sight, a black figure slowly appeared.

"Old Immortal?"

The president, after seeing that figure, took a halt and muttered to himself.

The top figures who were following by also made a clatter and stopped.

But when stopped again, the students beside them made unharmonious voices.

"It's this old man again. Hey, old man, get out of the way, don't get in the way, don't you see that sir is coming?" A student yelled when he saw the figure.

"What do you want to do?"

"This old man has always been next to Professor Ye Bei, is he his servant? Or his hired employee?"

These ignorant didn't realize that at this moment, no matter it was the president, the dignitaries of the world, or the police officers cleaning the scene, all stopped at this moment, and no one dared to step forward.

"Sir, this old man has always been next to Professor Ye Bei. Since he is at the door, then Professor Ye Bei must be inside..." Xia Ning sensed that the atmosphere was not right. She also felt uneasy at this moment because she thought of the Spring and Autumn Period in her mind. She couldn't control those memories.

She wanted to go to the library quickly.

She wanted to find an opportunity to ask Ye Bei some questions.

Following Xia Ning's words, whether it was the president or the top figures, they simply ignored her.

Instead, these people followed the president and walked to the front step by step.

The students and professors looked puzzled.

The group of police officers saw something was wrong, but at this time, they did not dare to move.

"This old man really needs some medicines."

"Will sir beat that old man in person?"

"The one they want to see is Professor Ye Bei, this guy will definitely be flat..."

Although the students were very puzzled, many people still came up with such ideas.

Their ideas sounded good but the reality was often cruel.

When these students and professors felt that the figure was going to be unlucky, a low and respectful voice came, "I have seen the Old Immortal!"

It was the president who said this.

Those top figures even bent over.

"I have seen the Old Immortal."

"Hello, Old Immortal."

"I have seen the Old Immortal..."

Without exception, all of them spoke standard Chinese.

"This is…"

Inside the crowd, Director Xu's complexion turned ashen, "This is China's president, right? But w-why would he bend over to this old man? Why did they call him... Old Immortal? W-who is he?"

It was not just Director Xu.

Including Xia Ning, everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

"Are you all here for Master?" At the entrance of the library of Donghai University, Wang An put his hands behind his back and asked silently.

"Master?"

An American frowned but immediately calmed down again and enthusiastically asked, "Old Immortal, it seems that our judgment is not wrong. Is the person inside really a the one from the 'legend'? "

Wang An remained silent.

His deep gaze gently glanced at that American.

At the moment when the latter felt that gaze, he only felt blood stopped flowing in his body, and it was a bit difficult to move, but at this moment, his consciousness was very clear, lowering his head, letting cold sweat burst out of his forehead.

He cursed fiercely in his heart, "This Old Immortal is already so old but he's still so damn strong!"

But there were also some people who were listening to Wang An's question very seriously.

For example, the president.

"Yes, Old Immortal. Recently, the noise made by that person is very loud, and the whole world is already paying attention. Originally, I didn't want to disturb his elderly, but as you know, as this matter develops, some things are no longer in my control. If I don't come this time, things will probably develop in an irreversible direction..."

He spoke slowly and respectfully.

Because the scene was quite quiet, his words were naturally heard by a large number of students and professors.

Suddenly, those people looked either pale, or their legs tremble, or their faces were full of doubts.

Director Xu's expression was still the most exaggerated.

"Old Immortal? This old man is called the Old Immortal by the president? And... that person, is 'that person' referring to Professor Ye Bei inside? This is impossible... Just now, the president clearly said that the public class in the hall was fake. How could this be? Impossible, impossible..."

Director Xu kept roaring and shouting in his heart with myriad emotions.

Except for him, as long as one was wise enough and quick to react, everything that was happening before them could be found to be wrong.

"It seems that Professor Ye Bei inside has a higher status than even the president."

"It shouldn't be... that guy is too young."

"If this old man is an Old Immortal, would the person in there also be immortal?"

These people thought to themselves. However, in this atmosphere, no one dared to make a sound or speak nonsense.

"Master knew that you were coming over a long time ago." Wang An's voice came out again as his eyes swept around slightly, "In addition, Master is waiting for you inside, but there are many people now, so apart from seeing you, he doesn't want to see anyone else. So, you have to avoid these irrelevant people..."

"Good, good!"

The president nodded his head repeatedly, respectfully, but the next second, his eyes were filled with majesty, he swept at the police officers, and said solemnly, "Immediately block this library, without my permission, no one is allowed to approach without authorization... In addition, mobilize some of the armed forces in this city. Don't forget to block reporters, anything about what happened today is not allowed to leak!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Although the police officers didn't understand what the situation was, they still answered in unison.

"Dear students, please leave this place!"

"Students, don't make it difficult for us!"

"Professors, please leave this place."

The police officers immediately began to clear the scene.

Because there was the president here, those students, professors, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand unwillingness in their hearts, did not dare to mess around at this moment. Under the persuasion of the police officers, they could only scatter with countless doubts.

At the same time, their mobile phones, as well as any equipment that could take pictures or record voice, were also taken by the cops and deleted one by one.

If it were to be someone else, these students might resist. But in front of the president, they didn't have the guts at all.

"Well, everyone can go in..."

When the students were almost dispersed, Wang An stepped aside and said lightly.