90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 39: Seeking Audience

Three minutes later.

Ye Bei and Wang An have walked hundreds of meters away, one old and one young, walking on the asphalt streets, accompanied by the soft golden sunlight, like a quiet and beautiful scenery.

However, behind them, it was completely different, there was a mess of porridge there.

Those who wanted to watch the excitement, including Young Master Wu's father and the two bodyguards, all of them knelt on the ground with their legs weakened, their faces pale, and there was endless fear in their eyes.

After a long time...

Young Master Wu's father just reacted slightly.

"Look, did you see it? Just now, Huang Er, Huang Er... exploded?" His voice trembled, and his clothes were soaked in a cold sweat when he was limp on the ground.

Although he was the chairman of a listed company, although he had seen a lot of dark sides, he had never seen such a scene before.

Even the two vicious bodyguards next to him were still trembling with their legs at this moment.

"Old boss, I think it is very possible that what the young master said is true!" A bodyguard's teeth were shaking.

"This kind of thing, even if you see it with your own eyes, no one really believes it!" Another bodyguard stiffly touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Ahh"

And when the atmosphere became extremely strange, the beauty who had been dragged by Huang Er finally broke out after recovering. A sharp scream from her mouth attracted the attention of many people in the distance.

When those onlookers who were frightened and silly heard this sound, they awakened one after another.

Seeing someone coming over, they were yelling frantically as if they had grabbed the straw.

"Devil... there is a devil, it was definitely a devil just now!" A middle-aged man wearing a brand-name suit and looking imposing, slumped on the ground, holding a young man passing by without knowing the truth, and shouted hoarsely.

"Crazy!"

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It's a pity that the young man kicked his feet unceremoniously, and when he found there were more than ten lunatics here, he ran away.

"Dead, dead. It's too terrible." Someone yelled palely.

"Call the police... there's a murderer!"

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However, when they said these words, they did not realize that the bloodstains on the ground had all disappeared the moment they woke up. There was no other abnormality on this street except for their bunch of lunatics.

...

"Master! Our dress is different from others. How about changing our clothes?"

Wang An followed Ye Bei. As he got closer and closer to the Three-Legged Dragon Manor, he noticed that there were more and more strange eyes along the way. After a few seconds of hesitation, he said seriously.

Ye Bei continued walking but did not reply.

But when he heard these words, he had a very familiar feeling, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a faint smile appeared.

His thoughts drifted to hundreds of years ago...

That day, spring flowers bloomed.

There were peach blossoms everywhere.

The elegant fragrance of peach blossoms in the air floated around, and countless travelers gathered in groups, smiling from ear to ear.

That day.

The streets were full of hawkers doing business and they were very lively.

But

As one old and one young walked through this street, countless people were attracted and knelt down.

A boy, in a white gown, without any dust.

The old man, in a golden dragon robe... the residences where he lived, all exuded the aura of nobility.

"Sir, our dress is too conspicuous. If we travel in this way, it will cause too much movement. How about changing our clothes?" The old man had a respectful voice and called Ye Bei 'sir'.

"The phase is born from the heart! The heart is better!" Ye Bei answered softly.

"Yes, sir!" The old man nodded and said. On that day, his reform was met with dissuasion from countless high-ranking officials. When answering these words, his eyes instantly became extremely firm.

Time passed... The old man, according to his own thoughts, eliminated all obstacles and established true legendary prosperity.

The old man's name was Aisin Gioro Xuanye. (A/N: Second emperor of Qing Dynasty, 1662-1722.)

Later generations called him Emperor Kangxi.

"Master?" For a long time, when Wang An saw that Ye Bei did not answer, he noticed that there were more and more strange eyes around him, and he whispered again.

"No need." Ye Bei returned to his senses and wanted to warn him, but after he really spoke, he just spat out these two words indifferently.

Hundreds of years ago, he was with Xuanye. The latter wore a dragon robe to go shopping. Later, in order to remove the traces of Ye Bei, he ordered a historian, changed it to 'mingle with people incognito', and understood people's sentiments. He had experienced that kind of scene; how could he talk about it now?

"Yes!" Wang An nodded, not daring to mention it again.

His complexion was slightly red...

Yes, things that he likes were indeed too unbearable if they changed the eyes of others.

Before they knew it, they had not even been interrogated, and the two had already arrived at the gate of Three-Legged Dragon Manor.

The journey was smooth, and the Zhao Family didn't seem to notice it at all, which surprised Wang An.

But soon Wang An thought again, this must be the trick Ye Bei used.

However, when the two were standing at the gate of Three-Legged Dragon Manor, a bald man hurried out.

The moment he saw Ye Bei and Wang An...

The bald man halted, the muscles on his face were trembling crazily, his complexion pale.

"You, why are you here?" After a while, such a sentence came out of the bald man's mouth.

He had previously ordered through the phone that those men must stop these two people at all costs.

He rushed out of the manor in a hurry, just to cause trouble. As a result, he met at the entrance of the manor. How was this not shocked?

"We know each other?" Wang An frowned, with doubts in his eyes.

But Ye Bei still had a calm expression. When he looked at the bald man, he faintly said, "Go in and tell Zhao Bingsheng, that he has an old friend to seek him an audience."

Ye Bei's voice was still floating and casual when he said the word 'seek'.

The corner of the bald man's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Yes!" He wanted to say something cruel, but his legs could not help trembling, and he said such a word uncontrollably, then turned around and ran into the manor again.

In fact

Many people came to the funeral of the Zhao Family.

Countless people gathered at the gate of Three-Legged Dragon Manor.

When Ye Bei and Wang An stood quietly at this door, and when the bald man ran in...

Those who gathered around seemed to have discovered the existence of the two and looked at them one after another.

"How courageous these two people are, they actually blocked the gate of the manor?" Someone squirmed their throat and swallowed.

"Yeah... I was curious, why didn't the bodyguards of the Zhao Family come and drive him away?" Some people were quite puzzled.

...

On the other side, in the lobby where Zhao Changcun was located.

"Mr. Zhao, that's what the white gown man said, he said he wanted to see Zhao Bingsheng Old Master Zhao!"

Thump

The bald man was sweaty. After speaking, his legs softened and fell to the ground.

It's obviously a five-minute journey.

He just finished it in twenty seconds, and the ghost knew how much potential he had exploded for him to be able to spit out such words.