Three days later, ye Ziheng arrived at the airport of Hengshui City alone, and soon saw those disciples who were in charge of picking up Tian xingmen. He didn't say much. Ye Ziheng walked straight to the airport and got on the plane.

After five or six minutes waiting on the plane, the plane started and began to fly towards the other end of the earth.

Ye Ziheng sat on the plane and glanced at several people beside him from time to time. They sat quietly in their seats, looking serious and silent. They didn't know what they were thinking.

See no one to talk with themselves, ye Ziheng also did not find himself bored, eyes closed, then directly lean on the back which is asleep.

Until the next morning, ye Ziheng felt that the height of the plane was slowly falling. Turning around to look at the side porthole, he could see the small airport under the plane, as well as the green woods and those little ants.

A few minutes later, when the plane landed, ye Ziheng came out of the plane. Then, he saw several guys in front with blonde hair, high nose, black suit and typical western face casting disdainful eyes at him.

Ye Ziheng frowned, but he didn't plan with his mother. After all, he came here from China, which is also a guest. Moreover, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. It's better to have less right and wrong.

Behind ye Ziheng, the disciples of tianxingmen and the elders of the leader also came out one after another. His mother was wearing a white robe and a white jade pendant on her waist. She walked in a straight line, which was quite a big style. But it embarrassed ye Ziheng, who was dressed in casual clothes, standing beside them. He was out of his mother's way, like a nanny.

"Are you the warriors from tianxingmen?"

One of them, an old man in his thirties with a beard on his chin, looked at ye Ziheng and others and asked in fluent Chinese.

The elder behind ye Ziheng nodded and smiled.

"Yes, you must be from the Norfolk family..."

"I'll wait for you if you need anything. Can you hurry up?"

Before the elder's words were finished, a young man in his early twenties in the Norfolk family shouted loudly, looking at Ye Heng's eyes full of disdain.

In response, the middle-aged man glared at the young man. The young man saw the situation and dared not say anything more, so he turned his head aside.

"I'm sorry, these children are all spoiled and spoiled. They don't understand etiquette. Please don't mind."

Seeing that the middle-aged men said that, the elder of tianxingmen didn't say anything more. He smiled and said.

"It's OK. I understand. After all, I'm still young."

But when he finished, he couldn't help looking at the young man with a threatening look in his eyes.

"Well, let's go first. Everyone is waiting there."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth again, and then made a request to ye Ziheng and others.

Ye Ziheng and his family followed them closely.

"Sick man of East Asia."

Shortly after he left, ye Ziheng suddenly heard a sound coming from behind. He turned to look at the place where the sound came from. It was the young man who just interrupted when the elder was talking. But when ye Ziheng turned to look at him, the guy pretended to be an unknown model again.