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This call was made by our senior apprentice sister. When our senior apprentice brother released her, her voice was very urgent and told us a very unexpected matter. This matter is related to our senior apprentice sister's father, Yang Tao.

In the beginning, I knew that my little senior sister was a rich beauty, and that her family was quite wealthy. When we went to the Ling Nan Medicine Monster to buy the mother plant, the Ling Nan Medicine Monster offered us a price of five million, but little senior sister didn't even bat an eye. If it wasn't for the Ling Nan Medicine Monster asking for the five infant corpses, even if he wanted ten million, little senior sister would have definitely bought the mother plant.

His family is rich because his father, who is also my master's son, is a real estate developer. He's a billionaire, and he doesn't lack money.

But even such a wealthy, wealthy person had actually encountered a major problem.

His father had recently bought a new plot of land and was planning to build a building there, but something strange had happened in succession. Not long after the construction started, several people had accidentally died, either from falling from a certain height or from being strangled to death by the protruding steel bars. Furthermore, he had fallen into a deep sleep in the middle of the night, and had suddenly bled to death from the seven orifices of their orifices.

The whole thing was extremely strange, and just listening to it made people feel a chill.

The rest of the workers were scared out of their wits. They all said that the construction site was haunted, and now a huge stall was placed there, in a suspended state. The daily losses were countless, causing Little Senior Sister's master to be so worried that his hair turned white.

Since Junior Martial Sister still has some classes to attend and has been rather busy recently, she has been unable to find time to return home. Since this Taoist temple is not far from Qingdao, she wants Eldest Martial Brother and I to go there and see what is happening.

However, according to what little senior said, the relationship between her father and master has never been very good. For the specific reason, little senior sister didn't tell us, anyway, she just begged me and big senior brother to go and take a look and help her father.

Little Senior Sister's father is also Master's son, how could we not help? Immediately, we agreed to this matter and assured Little Senior Sister that we will go quickly.

After hanging up, his little senior sister sent him a phone number, saying that the phone call was from her father, Yang Tao.

Afterwards, we found Master and asked for his opinion. Naturally, we have nothing to hide from him, so we directly told Master that something happened to Little Senior Sister's father, and told me to go and take a look.

His master pondered for a long time before saying, "You guys go outside and take a look. It's good that Daoming has been cultivating with me for more than half a year. I'll take advantage of these things to gain some experience."

After that, Master also warned the two of us that we must be careful and not act rashly. If we really couldn't do it, then we shouldn't force our way in. We just needed to contact him on the phone and specifically told my eldest senior brother to take care of my safety.

The senior monk nodded his head and assured his master.

Due to the urgent matter at hand, Uncle Yang and I had no time to waste. That afternoon, we made some preparations, packed our respective magical equipment, went out in the car, and killed our way to Qingdao.

When they were almost in the city, the Eldest Senior Brother called his dad, saying that we were almost there.

A middle-aged man's voice came through the receiver, agitated, telling us to wait near the bus stop, and that someone would pick us up soon.

After hanging up the phone, we sat in the car for a while. Half an hour later, the two of us got off and a group of black car drivers came out, asking us where we were going and if we should take a taxi.

After exiting, after walking for a while, he saw a young man at the door holding up a sign. On the sign, two words were written — — Xu Feng.

It took me a while to realize that this was my eldest senior brother's name.

So we both walked over to the man.

As we were out on a business trip, we didn't dare to show off too much and just put on two casual clothes. The young man holding the sign came over as soon as he saw us and asked politely, "Are the two of you from Jade Dawn Temple?"

The Eldest Senior Brother nodded and said, "Right, we're from Jade Clouds Sect. Are you Director Yang's man?"

The young man smiled and greeted us warmly: "Hello, my name is Zhang Xiaofei, I'm Director Yang's assistant. I've been waiting for you. Come with me, Director Yang is waiting for you in the office."

The two of us followed the young man called Zhang Xiaofei to the side of a car.

I recognized this car and couldn't help but to take in a cold breath. It was the latest Bentley, at least a thousand or more, and someone who could drive this car was definitely a super tycoon. This made my impression of my little senior sister's father rise another notch, she was definitely a fighter jet from the tycoons.

However, Eldest Senior Brother seemed to be used to it. Perhaps he and Boss Yang already knew each other. After all, Eldest Senior Brother was raised by his master, it was impossible for him to not have met before.

After getting on the luxurious Bentley, Zhang Xiaofei started the car and said, "Originally, Director Yang wanted to come personally to pick you up, but things at the company are too busy. Please take care of it."

The eldest senior brother smiled and said, "Boss Yang is definitely busy. With such a big company, we could have taken a taxi to there ourselves."

"How can that be, you're Director Yang's honored guests, no matter what, I have to take you over …" This young man called Zhang Xiaofei was very tactful with his words. No wonder he was able to become the assistant of the boss of such a large company at such a young age.

Looking at him, I could almost see myself half a year ago, when I had just graduated and was looking around for a job. If I didn't live in that haunted house, perhaps I would have been like this young man and become a white-collar worker.

But right now, things are different for people. However, I became a cultivator in a daze and couldn't help but exclaim at the fact that fate had made a fool of me.

The car drove through the bustling city, and after about half an hour of driving, it stopped beside a grand building. After getting off the car, I looked up at the building's signboard, and saw a few large words: Yang Group.

What a grand show!