The Dragon from Hell

"Uncle Master..."

Seeing the old man in a state of obsession, Meng Changfeng was afraid that something might go wrong, so he shouted in pain.

Fortunately, the old man was still sober and came back to his senses when he was called.

In the old and turbid eyes, the yearning and expectation disappeared without a trace, replaced by indifference like dead water.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Changfeng, and said softly: "You, I have given you too many opportunities, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish them this time. Changfeng, you are the junior I personally selected, and I naturally hope that you can reach the pinnacle. But opportunities are fleeting, and even I can't always tolerate you."

"After this time, you resign from the position of leader and go back to the mountain gate to rest for a few days."

"There is someone who will go out of the mountain in your place."

The old man's meaning is very clear. Meng Changfeng lost in both battles with Qin Feng, and lost completely.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as resigning.

Now the old man can still spare Meng Changfeng's life, completely because he has made great contributions to Tiexian Mountain Villa. His merits and demerits offset each other. Now he is spared a life, but he is allowed to return to the sect to practice, which is already a mercy.

But Meng Changfeng knows that once he returns to the sect to practice, he will have almost nothing to do with the word power from now on.

In the next ten, twenty years... or even longer, he will be a weapon of the sect, staying in the mountains to hone his martial arts.

Only when the sect needs him will he appear as a weapon to show off.

Or maybe one day, he will be as strong as the old man, and no one in the sect can match him, and then he may regain the right to speak.

But there are always talents in the world, and Meng Changfeng does not want to wait until he is the same age as the old man before he has the opportunity to regain the right to speak.

What's the use of him having power when Shaohua is gone?

Just like the old man now, even if he can control the entire martial arts alliance at any time, what's the point?

Now, for him, chasing fame and fortune is a bit childish.

But Meng Changfeng clearly realized that the heavenly realm pursued by these old monsters was a realm that he could never reach.

He was not self-deprecating, but he also had a clear understanding of himself and knew that his talent was definitely not as good as Chu Huaijiang, Dong Wanglou and others, not to mention Long Daoling at the time.

Even these predecessors who reached the pinnacle of martial arts could not reach the realm, so how could he do it?

So since ten years ago, he had already set his sights on the secular world.

He dared not think about immortality, but if he could reach the pinnacle of power in a limited life, perhaps this life would not be in vain.

But now, the old man was going to completely strangle his expectations for this life.

Meng Changfeng's heart was burning with hatred, and he even had a strong resentment towards the old man, but on his face he was pale, showing a bit of disappointment, and then nodded: "Disciple understands."

"Just... can I ask, who will you send to replace the disciple this time?"

Meng Changfeng's tone was just right, with a slight loss, mixed with unwillingness.

Anyone who heard it would feel that he seemed to be asking and begging humbly.

Even the old man just sighed after hearing his words, and his tone was not as hard as before: "You don't have to worry about this, go back to the mountains and practice well. If you can break through the current realm, there will be a chance to come out of the mountains again."

After that, the old man didn't say anything to him, but turned around and prepared to leave: "As for this Qin Feng, he is too popular now, so you shouldn't fight with him recently, just avoid his edge."

As the old man said, he looked at a tall building across the street through the window of the conference hall, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although others could not notice it, he could clearly sense that there was a very scary opponent in that building who had been paying attention to this place.

This was also why he did not appear until everything was over, why he watched Qin Feng leave without stopping him, and why he would rather hide Meng Changfeng so that he would not attack Qin Feng again.

"Chu Huaijiang... I don't know if you will be one step ahead of me in the realm that neither of us could reach."

However, he just muttered to himself, and no one heard him.

After he finished speaking, he walked outside and planned to leave directly.

But when passing by the Ye family, Qin Shaofeng was so uncomfortable with the old man's aura that he could not help but ask Mrs. Ye: "Grandma, when can we leave?"

The old man paused.

When the old man looked over, Mrs. Ye's face suddenly showed a bit of panic, and she quickly protected Qin Shaofeng without making a sound.Behind him, he looked at the old man with great vigilance.

They should have never met before, but the old man walked towards the Ye family, his eyes fell on Qin Shaofeng.

Qin Shaofeng and his wife were born in the market, and had never been exposed to martial arts. A few days ago, they were frightened and trembled when Ye Linyuan looked at them a few more times, let alone the old man now.

Even Ye Linyuan himself couldn't help swallowing his saliva after seeing the old man's eyes.

The pressure was too strong!

The old man ignored the others, just walked to the old lady, stood with his hands behind his back: "If I recognize it correctly, this is Old Lady Ye?"

Old Lady Ye remained calm. If it weren't for the bulging veins in her hand holding the cane tightly, she would look no different from the past.

"This old gentleman is too polite. In terms of age, you should be more than ten years older than me. In terms of status, your status is much higher than that of the Ye family. I really can't bear the title of 'old lady'."

After confirming the identity of Old Lady Ye, the old man waved his hand indifferently: "It's just a title when you live to our age. Don't worry about it."

After speaking, his eyes fell on Qin Shaofeng again, this time staring at Qin Shaofeng: "I heard a few days ago that Old Lady Ye's long-lost grandson has been found. Could it be this person?"

When the old man spoke, everyone at the scene was a little confused.

They were all invited. It was no secret in the circle that Old Lady Ye found her grandson. After two days of discussion, the heat was over.

After all, who would have nothing to do to pay attention to someone's family background?

If it was a grandson, perhaps others would have to guess the intentions of Ye Linyuan and his son, but it was unnecessary for a grandson.

No one expected that the old man would suddenly ask this.

Madam Ye's face was livid and she didn't answer, but the old lady suddenly smiled: "He doesn't look much like his father. If there is a chance, Madam Ye can bring him to Tiexian Villa as a guest..."