Provincial Government

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The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Yunshan lived in the villa next door, and he came over to Qin Ning's place early.

"Let's go."

Seeing his arrival, Qin Ning didn't hesitate. With a gentle wave of his hand, an invisible force lifted Jiang Yunshan up entirely.

Whoosh!

The sound of tearing air rang out. In the blink of an eye, the two of them reached the boundless high sky and swiftly flew toward the provincial capital.

Because the Feiya Group had a lot going on recently, Qin Fei and the others didn't follow along. Zhou Ping'an, Wang Er, and the rest naturally stayed in Liu City as well.

For this trip, it was only Qin Ning and Jiang Yunshan.

Although he had been taken to the sky by Qin Ning once before, this time was different. Being flown directly to the provincial capital by Qin Ning, watching the mountains below rapidly retreat, Jiang Yunshan still couldn't help but feel a wave of amazement and shock.

As a martial artist, he previously believed that developing internal energy was the absolute limit of human capability.

He never expected that such an outrageous thing could exist in this world.

Just as Qin Ning had said, his previous horizons were simply too narrow. There were far too many things in this world that he had never encountered.

Guangning City, the provincial capital.

The distance between here and Liu City wasn't considered very far.

After flying in the sky for less than five minutes, Qin Ning and Jiang Yunshan arrived in Guangning City.

Outside a mountaintop villa in the city center, the two descended without being seen by anyone.

The Jiang family was one of the few martial arts families in the country, and at the same time, the top family in Guangning City. Whether in terms of wealth or other aspects, few could compare to them.

Inside one of the villas, Jiang Yunshan respectfully led Qin Ning in.

"Master."

A butler was somewhat surprised to see Jiang Yunshan appear, but immediately came forward to greet him. "Master, why have you suddenly returned?"

A few days ago, Jiang Yunshan had gone to Liu City. According to his itinerary, he shouldn't have been back for another two days.

"Is Xiao Zhi here?" Jiang Yunshan asked.

"Yes, the young master was busy until midnight before returning. He should still be resting right now," the butler said.

Jiang Yunshan nodded, then said, "Go, have him get up immediately. He needs to go out with me later."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, the butler didn't dare ask any more questions and quickly withdrew.

In the living room, Jiang Yunshan had someone prepare some breakfast. Qin Ning sat at the dining table, taking casual bites.

However, Jiang Yunshan didn't dare to sit with him. After all, the hierarchy of master and disciple was present. Even though Qin Ning had told him not to mind these details, coming from a martial arts family, he valued these etiquettes much more strictly than ordinary people.

"Grandpa, why did you come back so suddenly without letting me know in advance? I could have sent someone to pick you up at the airport."

At this moment, a young man walked down from upstairs, looking to be about twenty years old.

Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Yunshan's grandson.

These past few days, a large batch of raw jade stones had arrived in Guangning City. On the Jiang family's side, Jiang Zhi had been in charge of this matter, which was why he was busy until very late. He hadn't even fully woken up just now when the butler hurriedly woke him, saying his grandfather had returned.

"Who is this?"

Arriving at the dining table, Jiang Zhi sat down directly in a seat as usual, looking at Qin Ning curiously.

He failed to notice that his own grandfather hadn't even dared to sit at the table.

"You brat, stand up!"

Before Jiang Yunshan could introduce Qin Ning to his grandson, seeing the boy directly sit at the same table as Qin Ning preparing to eat, he instantly grew furious and grabbed his ear. "No respect for your elders! Did you see me sit down? How dare you sit?"

"Ouch..."

Jiang Zhi cried out in pain. "Grandpa, what are you doing? I just wanted to eat breakfast! How is that disrespectful? Besides, why aren't you sitting down? And who is this guy?"

"Brat, this is your Grandmaster! Hurry up and pay your respects!" Jiang Yunshan scolded lightly.

"Grandmaster?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhi was somewhat stunned. He looked at his grandfather in confusion, and then looked at Qin Ning.

"Grandpa, you're not joking with me, right?" He frowned slightly.

This young guy is a Grandmaster?

Didn't that mean this person was his grandfather's master?

How was that possible?

His grandfather just took a trip to Liu City, how did he suddenly go crazy and acknowledge such a young master?

Most importantly, martial arts lineage was currently fractured. With his grandfather's strength, he was considered a top-tier martial arts master in the country. Who would have the qualifications to take him as a disciple?

"It's fine, let him sit down and eat together, and you too." Qin Ning smiled faintly, waving his hand, and spoke to Jiang Yunshan.

Jiang Yunshan still wanted to say something. "But Master, this..."

"No buts. Are you going to disobey your Master's words?" Qin Ning frowned slightly, seeming a bit displeased.

"I wouldn't dare!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yunshan hurriedly sat down.

"Grandpa, you..."

This completely dumbfounded Jiang Zhi who was standing to the side. In all these years, when had he ever seen his grandfather act like this? In front of a young man, he was as obedient as a little chick.

"Master, this kid has had a jumpy personality since he was young and lacks manners. Please don't lower yourself to his level." Jiang Yunshan ignored Jiang Zhi and instead said this to Qin Ning.

"No matter."

Qin Ning naturally didn't mind. After saying that, he flipped his palm, took out a jade pendant, and placed it on the table. "Since he is your grandson, consider this item my meeting gift."

Seeing this, Jiang Yunshan was overjoyed.

When he ate at Qin Ning's villa last night, he learned that this kind of jade pendant was no simple item; it was a genuine protective talisman that could even block bullets.

Furthermore, he had also received one last night.

"Brat, aren't you going to quickly offer your thanks?" Seeing Jiang Zhi still somewhat stunned, Jiang Yunshan couldn't help but lightly scold him again.

"Uh... thank... thank you, Grandmaster."

Although he still had many questions in his heart, Jiang Zhi also knew that his grandfather couldn't possibly acknowledge a master for no reason.

Could this young man really be some martial arts grandmaster?

The kind that was even more formidable than his grandfather?

But that seemed highly unlikely...

Soon, the three finished breakfast, and Jiang Yunshan asked, "Where is that batch of raw stones placed right now? Take me and my Master over to have a look."

"They were all transported into the warehouse. If Grandpa wants to see them, I'll take you there right now."

After saying that, the three stood up and walked out of the villa.

Jiang Zhi went to the garage to get the car, while Qin Ning and Jiang Yunshan waited outside the door.

"Lao Jiang?"

Just then, an old man dressed in white jogged past, seemingly doing his morning exercise.

Seeing Jiang Yunshan, he paused for a moment and then walked over. "Why are you back? Didn't you say you were going to Liu City for a few days?"

Guo Yanbo, who was a few years older than Jiang Yunshan, had retired long ago and also lived in this villa area.

He was not a martial artist, but he also had an extraordinary status. He had been in business in his early years, and his family assets amounted to billions. Most importantly, Guo Yanbo's son was the top official of Xi Province!

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