Conceited Immortal On Campus

Manager Zhou and Chen Weishan immediately turned their heads to look.    

They only saw that they looked down on the outside. Two people, one in front and one behind, slowly walked over.    

The old man's hair and beard were pale, but the skin on his face was only slightly wrinkled.    

A pair of brown eyes, a pair of Han robe on the other side of the Freedom Bridge.    

The old man's face seemed to be angry, and his brows stood erect. He possessed an illustrious might that swept out in all directions.    

Behind him, the young man in the white suit followed respectfully.    

He also saw the actions of Manager Zhou and the others, and he frowned slightly.    

With his master's hearing ability, he naturally had already heard Manager Zhou and the others' words.    

When Manager Zhou saw the two of them, his eyes widened abruptly.    

It was as if he had drowned. Even his breathing seemed to have stopped.    

On his forehead, a drop of sweat kept flowing out.    

Chen Weishan looked at the two of them, and there was a change in his eyes.    

He did not know who the old man was, but he had seen the young man in front of the manor.    

"I invited guests, but you dare to be so disrespectful!" The old man's eyes were still filled with anger, but his tone was calm. "Ling Yun!"    

"Grandfather! The young man bowed. "Ling Yun knows what he should do!"    

With that, he took a step forward and walked towards Manager Zhou and the others.    

Manager Zhou's face was ashen at this moment.    

It's over!    

These two were truly important guests of this big shot.    

When the two people behind Manager Zhou saw the young man, their expressions immediately changed as they said respectfully, "Long Shuai!"    

Wang Lingyun coldly looked at Chen Weishan and Manager Zhou. "Break one leg each and throw it out!"    

His words contained a trace of murderous intent.    

Chen Weishan's expression changed when he heard that.    

"No, that's not right!"    

"They didn't have an invitation. They snuck in. Aren't you going to chase them away?"    

"I have an invitation. The Lord of Light came in."    

Chen Weishan looked panicked. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.    

"An invitation letter?" he asked. Wang Lingyun seemed to have a trace of disdain, "So what?"    

Immediately, the few armed men made their move.    

Chen Weishan, Manager Zhou, was pressed to the ground at this moment.    

Chen Weishan was still unwilling to give up. He roared in extreme anger. "I am your guest. How dare you treat me like this?!"    

"I want to see the man from the Wang family. I want justice!"    

At this moment, he no longer cared about Chen Yi and the others.    

If his legs were broken and he was chased out of the banquet, how could he, Chen Weishan, be a human being in Jinling?    

While Chen Weishan was struggling and screaming, one of the armed men stepped on him.    

Crack!    

A blood-curdling scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered instantly resounded in the manor.    

Chen Weishan's leg was broken. At this moment, his eyes were filled with fear.    

Manager Zhou was instead trembling unceasingly. The pain of his broken leg caused his entire body to turn red as if he was dyed in blood. However, he did not utter a single sound. His face and eyes were filled with fear.    

"I will never let you off!"    

Chen Weishan wailed. His eyes swept across Chen Yi and Yun Mobing, and were filled with hatred.    

Wang Lingyun smiled. She looked at Chen Weishan. "Is this a member of the Jinling family? Do you think you can call yourself a member of a family?"    

He stepped on the ground and a stone flew up.    

The young man kicked. In an instant, the stone had already pierced through Chen Weishan's chest.    

Chen Weishan's wails and roars stopped abruptly.    

He widened his eyes and lowered his head to look at his chest.    

There was a bloody hole and blood was flowing out of it. Chen Weishan's eyes were filled with disbelief.    

"If you dare to be disrespectful again, I will kill you. What can I do?"    

Wang Lingyun coldly said. She waved her hand and said, "Throw it out!"    

Immediately, those few armed personnel carried the two of them and walked out of the manor.    

Even Yun Mobing by the side could not help inhaling a breath of cold air. She looked at Wang Lingyun with some shock.    

The gentle and gentle youth from before actually attacked so ruthlessly.    

Long Shuai!?    

Was this the name of this young man?    

Chen Yi, on the other hand, had a calm expression. Chen Weishan had brought this upon himself. If it wasn't because of Chen Weiguo, he wouldn't have lost one of his legs.    

As for the stone that pierced through Chen Weishan, it didn't hurt his vitals or his life.    

Wang Lingyun's attack was accurate enough to make Chen Weishan lie in bed for a few months.    

The Chen family was only a third-rate family in Jinling. To the Wang family, they were like ants.    

After the few of them left, the murderous aura on Wang Lingyun's face disappeared into thin air and was replaced by a gentle smile.    

"The two of you were shocked. It was Ling Yun's fault. I hope the two of you can forgive me."    

The old man behind her had also crossed the bridge. He was carefully sizing up Chen Yi.    

"You are Chen Yi?!"    

This old man, who could shake China with a stomp of his foot, was currently hesitating, puzzled, and puzzled.    

Chen Yi said indifferently, "I am!"    

Wang Yunian took a deep breath and looked at Chen Yi. He compared Chen Yi's facial features with the old man in black and white hair in his memory.    

It had been a long time, and it was even a little blurry. However, Wang Yunian could still see the resemblance between Chen Yi and the old man.    

"Descendants? Or... disciples?"    

Wang Yunian muttered in his heart, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.    

"I am the Wang family, Wang Yunian. The two of you have not come to welcome me. Please forgive me." Wang Yunian bowed slightly.    

His attitude towards Chen Yi and Yun Mobing was not only as impressive as before. On the contrary, it was as if he was facing his peers. In fact, he was even one step lower than them.    

When Yun Mobing saw this scene, there was an indescribable strangeness on her face and in her heart.    

This person was the great figure of the Wang family, the clan head of the Wang family!?    

A thousand years old family, the patriarch of Wang family. He was over 200 years old. To ordinary people, he could already be considered a monstrous existence.    

Chen Yi, on the other hand, had a calm expression. Although he had contacted the Wang family back then, he hadn't revealed his current identity.    

After all, before the ninth Heavenly Tribulation, he had a head full of white hair.    

Chen Yi could tell that Wang Yunian did not recognize him, so he did not mind.    

He did not care what Wang Yunian thought of him.    

"No need to be so polite." Chen Yi said lightly, "If you just want to see me, you have fulfilled your wish."    

"I am here to attend a banquet, not to establish a relationship with your Wang family."    

He glanced at Wang Yunian and Wang Lingyun, then turned around and walked towards the place where the banquet was held.    

Chen Yi's actions caused Wang Yunian's expression to change slightly. Wang Lingyun could not help but furrow her brows.    

Wang Yunian was the master of the Wang family, and he was now two hundred and seven years old. His cultivation in the Martial Path had reached the advanced stage of the Dao, and he was half a step into the Golden Core Realm.    

Even the current master of the Sixth Mountain was polite when he saw Wang Yunian. He had never treated Wang Yunian as lightly as Chen Yi.    

"Ling Yun, bring the two guests to the banquet at once. Don't be negligent!" Wang Yunian hurriedly said, "If anything happens, you can let Ling Yun come and call me at any time."    

Wang Lingyun was slightly stunned, but she still complied with Wang Yunian's instructions and hurriedly caught up to Chen Yi and Wang Yunian.    

Chen Yi acted as if he did not hear anything and disappeared from Wang Yunian's eyes.    

Wang Yunian looked at Chen Yi's back, "If he was a disciple, how could he be so similar?"    

"Could he be the son of the Ancestor Chen?"    

Wang Yunian stood where he was and murmured in a low voice. "Father is still in the North Pole. I cannot make decisions about the Ancestor Chen on my own. I will wait until father comes back."    

Wang Yunian's deep eyes were filled with caution. As the master of Wang family, no one knew the weight of the word Ancestor Chen better than him.    

Even the Wang family, who had been able to inherit the word until now, relied on the fortune of the Ancestor Chen.    

Without the Ancestor Chen, the Wang family would not have a thousand years!    

In fact, his father was once a nobody in the Wang family.    

Because he had some ties with medicinal Ancestor Chens, he was now an ancestor of the Wang Family, a full 236 years old. The existence of a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage was also known as the continent's Divine Immortal.    

To Wang Yunian, the Ancestor Chen was almost a legendary figure.    

Just as his father had said, the so-called Ancestor Chen...    

A single thought determined the life and death of the aristocratic family, and with a wave of his hand, the hundred kingdoms submitted.    

A truly unparalleled figure in the world, a peerless figure akin to a celestial immortal descending to the mortal world.