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5.95% 90,000 Years of Longevity / Chapter 32: Horse

Capítulo 32: Horse

Snapped!

The crisp sound made Wang An's wrist tremble slightly.

He probably already guessed what was going on... He took the initiative to hang up the phone and call Liu Zhiyun. However, before Wang An's first number began to be pressed, Ye Bei's voice came leisurely, "No need, both of them are together!"

Wang An paused for a while before putting away the phone and bent over respectfully, "Yes, sir!"

After a few seconds of silence, Wang An asked suspiciously, "Master, I didn't tell them the address just now, do I need to call one more time?"

"No need to!"

"Master, then..."

"It's late now, go and rest." Ye Bei said softly.

Wang An still had a lot to say.

However, after hearing Ye Bei's words, he immediately lowered his head and swallowed all the words back.

"Yes, master, this old slave will go to rest first! If the master has any instructions, you can call this old slave anytime!" Wang An bent over and retreated respectfully, but when he left the presidential suite, he didn't really go to rest but walked directly towards the lobby.

He always felt that the Zhao family would not give up.

Tonight, he was afraid that there were still some big problems.

In the presidential suite.

Ye Bei was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The sky was completely dark. In front of the clean glass windows, he was printed with his own appearance. When the night came, only himself was left in all the scenery.

He turned around indifferently and walked towards the coffee table in the middle of the room.

He glanced at the soft sofa but chose to sit on the hard chair again.

On the coffee table, the two teacups just now had been cleaned by Wang An and placed again.

The elegant tea scent in the air dissipated completely.

Ye Bei wanted to make another pot of tea but found that there was only one person in the whole room so it was boring to drink tea. He stood up again, but at this moment the gaze in the corner of his eye inadvertently swept over the painting of horse hanging on the wall of the suite.

The paintings were black and white and were made with ink.

The horse had eight heads... some of them were tilting their heads up and neighing, while others have their eyes fixed and their hooves leaping. They were galloping above the beacon, their bodies were burly and handsome.

This painting, at first glance, could very bluff people.

But Ye Bei could tell at a glance that this was just a fake product that was copied by later generations.

The real horse drawing might have long since disappeared in history.

However, even so, an inexplicable thought still appeared in Ye Bei's mind.

That year, with strong winds and dust in the sky, Ye Bei traveled outside the Great Wall alone and came across a poor ethnic group outside the Great Wall.

Among them, one family was hospitable and invited Ye Bei to go in and tasted the best mare koumiss. (A/N: It's horse milk wine.)

That day...

A young man had a drink with Ye Bei.

The youth was slightly drunk and told his aspirations.

"One day, I want this world to tremble under my feet!"

"One day, I will become the king respected by a countless amount of people!"

"Even if it's a dust storm, it still has to succumb to my feet..."

His parents gently shook their heads, taking their son's words as 'drunk words'.

The young man wasn't really aware of it, his voice kept changing, and his face was red after drinking.

On the side, Ye Bei just smiled and said nothing.

The next day, the weather improved and the sandstorm dissipated. When Ye Bei left, the young man gave a horse to him so that Ye Bei could travel easier. In return, Ye Bei took out a brush and ink, he drew a portrait of the horse and gave it to the young man, there were four words left on the painting: A Generation of Proud Son of Heaven! Then he left.

Decades later, the young man grew up. He was heroic, swept countless territories, completely conquered the Great Wall, and became a famous man in history, holding supreme power.

His name was Borjigin Tiemuzhen.

The world called him: Genghis Khan!

Ye Bei watched quietly, the horse in the painting was just imitating his own painting.

Even the four words he originally bestowed Genghis Khan were borrowed by others and spread widely as the years passed.

"Even the 'A Generation of Proud Son of Heaven' cannot resist the long river of years." Ye Bei stood in front of the painting and watched for more than an hour before spitting out such a sentence gently from his mouth.

His eyes were indifferent but his voice was a little regretful.

Whish!

He turned around, with a random wave of his arm, a low whistle sounded in this room.

The fake horse drawing on the wall seemed to have been swallowed by a ball of flames, the decorative glass was intact, but all the paintings inside were turned into ashes, nothing was left.

Ye Bei returned to the bedroom.

But he didn't sleep, he walked to the bedroom window with his hand, opened the window, let the cold wind blow in, and his hair fluttered.

Whoosh!

Boom!

This night, it was destined to not be peaceful, as the night approached, outside the Golden Age Hotel, there were fierce noises from time to time.

At the same time, there would be some roars and screams.

However, these voices could no longer affect Ye Bei's mood.

He was detached, he did not care, he did not pay attention to it, he did not even look at it, he just let the time pass by itself.

...

The next day.

The rising sun rose from the east, dispelling the darkness, and the entire Q city was restored to light.

After a night of precipitation.

The snow on the roofs of those houses in Q City had quietly melted.

Sharp icicles hung on many buildings, exuding coldness.

The pedestrians passing by below didn't even notice that there was a sharp blade floating above their heads.

When the sun shone on Ye Bei's gown through the glass window, his body moved slightly and walked towards the hall outside the bedroom, his eyes faint, like an immortal.

He was walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the door of the presidential suite was pushed open again.

The person who came was Wang An.

Wang An bent over, his appearance was full of oldness... the corners of his eyes were still a little tired but those eyes were somewhat bloodshot.

Walking slowly behind Ye Bei, breaking the silence, he respectfully said, "Master, they are asking for trouble again at night! However, they have all been resolved. I have arranged many people to enter Q City to take control..."

"En." Ye Bei smelled a faint scent of blood from Wang An as he made a soft humble in his mouth.

"Master, look, today we are..." Wang An hesitated and continued.

"Are you injured?" Ye Bei interrupted.

"Small injuries, old slaves can recover within a few days of cultivation." Wang An's voice was hoarse.

"The Zhao Family?" Yei Bei's tone was still indifferent.

"Yes, master!" Wang An nodded, his bloodshot pupils revealed a terrible murderous intent at this moment.

To be honest, there were so many things that happened last night, Wang An didn't really expect about it.

Zhao Kun had woken up and recovered. He must have told Zhao Bingsheng what happened in the Longevity Temple.

Master came back, after learning the news, Zhao Bingsheng didn't come here to apologize. He even dared to send out waves of people to attack him at night, this was simply unforgivable.

If it wasn't because Ye Bei asked him to ���rest' last night, at that time, maybe Wang An would lead people to level down the entire Zhao Family.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Wang An still wanted to speak, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere was silent again.

Another half an hour.

"Go to Zhao's house!"

Ye Bei's voice suddenly sounded, and Wang An, who was standing behind, trembled fiercely, that rickety body gradually straightened.


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Capítulo 33: Pay Homage

Golden Age Hotel, in an ordinary room.

Young Master Wu's door was locked, holding the quilt, hiding in the closet, his face pale.

"Dad, something happened, something really happened... You must come to rescue me. Last night, there was a big accident here. I heard gunshots and many screams, there must be many dead people!" His voice kept trembling when he was holding his phone and talking.

"How come it's so troublesome to let you do little things? You're so useless that you can't do even a little thing? Sigh, why are you so unreliable? What is Q city, do you know what our country is? How could there be such uncivilized people?" On the phone, the voice was cold and very angry.

"Dad, listen to me, this is all true. I heard clearly that it was the young man, it must be him. He and the Zhao Family were fighting... Q City is about to change, and Golden Age Hotel are surrounded and blocked by them, and I can't get out, dad, find someone to save me, I didn't lie, I'm serious, dad, you must believe me!" Young Master Wu's voice was crying.

Although he didn't suffer any harm last night...

However, the torture suffered by him hiding in the room was absolutely extremely serious.

He was spoiled with a golden spoon in his mouth since childhood, living under the bright and warm sun.

Where had he ever seen such a dark thing?

He regretted it to the extreme in his heart. Yesterday, the hotel was cleared. Why did he need to act like a pretentious prick? Why didn't he leave obediently...? Now, good for him, it's impossible to leave.

"Dad, please, please save me..." Young Master Wu was still talking.

However, there was no sound from the phone.

His trembling hands took off the phone and found that the phone had been hung up long ago.

"Asshole!" Seeing this scene, the muscles on his face were twisted and he slammed the phone to the ground.

In true despair, he mustered up his courage and quickly put on his clothes... He decided to take a gamble and leave the hotel secretly, otherwise, he would definitely be crazy if he continued to stay.

...

Presidential Suite.

With Ye Bei's sentence said that he would go to Zhao's house, Wang An's heart almost jumped out.

"Yes, master! I'll go right away! Don't worry, at most half an hour, the old slave will personally bring Zhao Bingsheng to you..." His eyes flashed with killing intent and Wang An's voice was hoarse.

After saying this, Wang An bent over again, preparing to retreat respectfully.

He hadn't quitted two steps, Ye Bei's voice rang again, "I will go to Zhao's house myself."

What?

Hearing this, Wang An's body stopped.

Those murderous eyes suddenly widened...

"Master, how can you do this kind of thing yourself, the old slave will do my best! Moreover, the Zhao Family has prepared a lot of weapons for this day over the years. Master, you must not take personal risks." Wang An's voice trembled, he immediately discouraged Ye Bei.

In his eyes, Ye Bei was very powerful, like a god...

However, with the development of the times, Wang An felt that even if his master was as powerful as a god, even if his ability was incredible, it's unlikely that he would be able to withstand a powerful thermal weapon attack.

"Let's go!" Ye Bei slowly turned around, his eyes swept over Wang An, his voice was very cold, and the old servant seemed to have no idea how powerful he was.

"Yes, sir!" Wang An dare not talk nonsense anymore.

He understood very well that the decision Ye Bei made could not be changed at all.

When it was determined that he was going to Zhao's house and Ye Bei was still with him, Wang An's mood quickly changed from nervousness to excitement.

Wait...

If Zhao Bingsheng saw Ye Bei pass by himself, what would he look like?

Just think about it, how shocking the scene would be!

Ye Bei ignored Wang An's careful thoughts, he took a step forward and walked directly towards the door of the presidential suite.

When approaching the door, Wang An from behind quickened his pace and took the initiative to open the door for Ye Bei.

Then, the two walked in tandem.

Soon, the elevator went down.

When they walked to the lobby of the Golden Age Hotel, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, but the floor was extremely clean, even reflecting the shadow of a person.

In the lobby, there were still a group of men in a suit, they were majestic and unsmiling.

Those eyes were staring outside...

Any change could instantly arouse their vigilance and attention.

Ye Bei glanced briefly and knew that these men in suits were no longer those of last night.

"Master, you are here." Cheng Shou was still there. His hair was combed and his leather shoes were wiped clean. After watching Ye Bei and Wang An walked down, he quickly trotted over, bent over, and made his voice respectful.

"En." Wang An nodded, but his eyes looked at Ye Bei.

"Drive, lead the way." Ye Bei looked at Cheng Shou, his voice was as concise as ever, as if saying one more word would be a waste.

"Yes!" Cheng Shou answered immediately.

Although he didn't understand Ye Bei's background, he was sure that his background was terrifying.

Those little brothers in black suits around also saw this situation... They were very puzzled, but at this time, they didn't dare to let out a sound, let alone ask.

Two minutes later!

Next to a black car...

Cheng Shou was a lot smarter this time. He was the first to open the door for Ye Bei, and wait for Ye Bei to get in before opening the co-pilot and asking Wang An to go in. This way, he could let Wang An quite satisfied.

"Master, Old, Old Master... Where do you want me to lead the way to?" In the car, after Cheng Shou sat in the driving position, he started the car, only to realize that he hadn't been told his destination.

"Three-Legged Dragon Manor." Wang An spoke in a very low voice.

Huh?

However, in the driving position, Cheng Shou's body shook when he heard this.

The Three-Legged Dragon Manor was the home of the Zhao family. Almost everyone knew about this... But last night, the Zhao Family came to ask for trouble again and again. Even the firearms and weapons of lethality were used.

But now he himself, his master, and the unknown young man, were going to Zhao's house together?

Without anyone else?

Cheng Shou's head was blank, and the feet that stepped on the clutch and the hands that held the steering wheel trembled slightly.

"Well, master, don't we need to call more people? After the accident last night, many of our brothers have already arrived in Q City, as long as we give them a call, they can immediately encircle the Three-Legged Dragon Manor." Cheng Shou was courageous.

Wang An was about to speak...

But Ye Bei's voice came from behind leisurely, "Let those irrelevant people leave Q City. This time we are just going to pay homage to the Zhao family... There is no need to make such big trouble."

"Master?" When Wang An heard it, he opened his mouth, ready to dissuade.

But just as he finished speaking, a chill flashed in his head, as if thinking of something terrifying.

And many more…

Just now, what the master said was 'pay homage' to the Zhao Family? Instead of... offer sacrifice to Zhao Bingsheng?


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