Moreover, precisely because of this.
The news of Elder Xu's car accident some time ago was unknown to many.
Only some true top-tier figures knew about it.
So seeing Elder Xu appear here now, the crowd naturally didn't find anything strange.
The only strange thing was why such an important minister of the state had also come.
No matter how much face Old Master Zhong had, it was absolutely impossible for him to alarm a figure like Academician Xu.
"Elder Xu..."
Although curious in his heart, Old Master Zhong didn't dare to think too much, and immediately went up to greet him with a smiling face.
But before he could say anything, he saw Elder Xu wave his hand, "You don't need to worry about me, go about your business, I'll find a seat myself."
After saying that, he sat down in an empty seat next to Wang Yousheng.
"This..."
Old Master Zhong was truly dumbfounded now, completely unable to figure out what the situation was.
If Zhou De, Old Master Wu, and others who came earlier sat here because of Wang Yousheng, then how could Elder Xu be explained?
With Elder Xu's status, it was impossible for him to sit here to get close to Wang Yousheng; it should be the other way around.
Zhong Wenyan was scared silly.
He knew some inside information, knowing it was because of Qin Ning.
But he never expected that even a figure like Elder Xu would come because of Qin Ning?
Could it be that what Zhong Mingyuan said on the phone earlier was all true, and this Young Master Qin was an existence who could sit as equals with Elder Zeng and Elder Liu?
How could that be?
It was impossible for there to be such a heaven-defying young man in Hua Xia.
Where on earth did he pop out from?
He was completely baffled, but his heart was pounding. After all this, excluding young people like Zhong Mingyuan, among everyone sitting at this table, it seemed he had the lowest rank?
"Swish!"
Just as everyone was feeling shocked by this.
The doors of the banquet hall were pushed open again.
Two rows of well-trained soldiers trotted in neatly.
Then two figures walked in.
When they saw the appearance of those two people, everyone felt as if their breathing had stopped.
Especially Old Master Zhong, who currently had a look of astonishment, his soul almost frightened out of him.
After reacting, he hurriedly ran over eagerly, his face full of overwhelming flattery, "Elder Zeng, Elder Liu, why have you come..."
"Haha, we came uninvited tonight, please don't blame us," Elder Zeng laughed heartily.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
Old Master Zhong felt his voice trembling.
He was completely unsure of what was happening now.
Why did so many big shots suddenly come to his birthday banquet, appearing one after another?
Now even Elder Zeng and Elder Liu had come, which completely exceeded his common sense and cognition.
"Alright, go busy yourself, entertain the guests well, don't worry about us two old guys," Elder Liu waved his hand, appearing very approachable.
Old Master Zhong was about to cry.
What do you mean don't worry about you?
Is that human language?
With the two of you standing here, it's impossible not to worry.
Just as Old Master Zhong wanted to say something, he saw Elder Zeng and Elder Liu already walking towards a certain seat.
"Why did you two elders come to join the fun?" Qin Ning was a bit helpless.
"We didn't drink enough last night, and we just happened to pass by downstairs and followed the smell of the wine up here," Elder Zeng laughed.
"There's no room to sit here," Qin Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"How about we change places?" Elder Liu suggested.
Qin Ning nodded. There were a lot of people here, and he didn't want to attract too much attention. He looked at Zhong Mingyuan beside him and asked, "Is there a private room?"
Zhong Mingyuan looked confused and glanced at Zhong Wenyan.
"Yes, yes, there is one over there, I'll take you there," Zhong Wenyan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly stood up.
Soon, the group arrived at a private room on the side.
This private room was very large, able to seat at least thirty people. Originally, the main table was prepared here, but Old Master Zhong felt that this arrangement wasn't good, so he simply moved it to the main hall.
"This place is not bad, everyone have a seat," Qin Ning smiled and said.
Soon, everyone took their seats, and Old Master Zhong also followed them in.
He, who had been completely baffled just now, finally understood some of the problems.
If he guessed correctly, the sudden visit of so many big shots tonight was definitely because of this young man.
But he racked his brains and couldn't figure out the background of this young man, who could actually make Elder Zeng and Elder Liu show up.
Although he was puzzled, Old Master Zhong didn't dare to ask, and could only obediently sit down as well.
He was surprised to find that Qin Ning was sitting in the main seat, with Elder Liu and Elder Zeng sitting on either side, followed by two young girls whose names he didn't know.
Then came Zhou Ping'an, Xia Fei, and finally Zhong Mingyuan.
Behind Zhong Mingyuan were Wang Yousheng, Zhou De, and the others, and finally him.
In fact, the reason the seats were arranged this way was deliberately done by the older generation.
They had little contact with Qin Ning anyway, so it was better to give more opportunities to these young people.
If nothing unexpected happened, these little guys would definitely gain a lot of benefits by following Qin Ning in the future.
"Old Master Zhong, you are the birthday boy today, I toast you a cup."
Soon, the food and wine were served, and Qin Ning raised his glass, first toasting Old Master Zhong.
He was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor and stood up to return the toast.
Qin Ning was quite satisfied with this meal, as the capital had many special delicacies.
Everyone just chatted about family matters, unrelated to other things.
Soon, after three rounds of drinking, Qin Ning stood up, preparing to take Qin Fei and the others away.
Before leaving, he left a box and gave it to Old Master Zhong, "I came suddenly today and didn't deliberately prepare anything. Treat this as a birthday gift for you, old master."
After saying that, he left elegantly.
Everyone, including Elder Zeng and Elder Liu, stood up to see him off, escorting him downstairs to the hotel and watching Qin Ning and his group get into a commercial vehicle.
"What is this?"
Old Master Zhong then picked up the wooden box in his hand and examined it, his face full of curiosity.
Elder Zeng beside him patted his shoulder, "Old friend, this is a divine medicine. Being able to receive one from Qin Ning, your time as the birthday boy today is worth it."
"Divine medicine?" Old Master Zhong became even more confused.
But Elder Zeng just smiled and didn't explain much. With a wave of his large hand, he got into the same car as Elder Liu and drove away.
"Old friend, what Elder Zeng said just now is not wrong, this is a true divine medicine."
Old Master Wu walked over, "Look at my current appearance, and then look at Elder Zeng's appearance just now, what's the difference from before? Do you understand?"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
