Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 815 - 813: Each Harboring Their Own Schemes!

Chapter 815: Chapter 813: Each Harboring Their Own Schemes!

At this moment, everyone’s eyes were on Ren Feifan, believing he would be so excited that he’d be lost for words.

After all, anyone would agree without a moment’s hesitation!

The old leader’s straightforward words.

These represented a tremendous opportunity!

After all, this old leader was not like the one who governed overtly, he truly controlled some of Huaxia’s special forces!

With even more powerful forces backing him, which of Huaxia’s old monsters wouldn’t give face to the old leader?

So anyone who wouldn’t agree would be a fool.

Even the old leader himself thought that the young man before him would enjoy this honor, at least as happy as a child.

But in the next second, something shocking happened.

Ren Feifan looked around and noticed that Wang Zhen was nowhere to be seen. He furrowed his brow; according to his uncle’s words, as long as he took part in this competition, Wang Zhen would be released.

Clearly, that was not the case.

He lifted his head to look at the old leader and said with righteous indignation, "If I could see my Wang Zhen now, I’d be much more inclined to call you ’Grandfather.’"

In that moment, the entire shore fell silent.

Someone actually dared to start negotiating conditions with the old leader?

The young man’s words were clear; only if he saw Wang Zhen would he agree to the old leader’s request.

But damn, why does it sound like the old leader is begging you?

The man standing next to the old leader, dressed in a sharp suit, stepped forward: "The issue of Wang Zhen’s stay or departure will be discussed. It’s not for you to haggle over right now, young man. Don’t think that because you did something, you’re above the law. Nobody will pay for your ignorance."

Ren Feifan looked up and glanced at the man who had spoken: "No one else is speaking, what’s a dog like you barking for!"

"You!"

The man in the suit waved his fist, as if wanting to strike, but soon he held back.

Damn, considering fistfights, there aren’t many here now who could be a match for this young man, right?

Starting a fight oneself would be like asking for death, wouldn’t it?

Upon hearing Ren Feifan’s words, the old leader did not show the slightest displeasure; instead, he smiled warmly at Ren Feifan and replied:

"Since you have returned safely, Wang Zhen will naturally be released immediately. Even if you didn’t return, nothing would happen to him. The state won’t let go of a bad person, nor will it wrong a good one."

"Can I take that as a curse on me?"

"Curses are for things that haven’t happened. You’re back, so what curse is there to speak of?"

Only then did Ren Feifan take a good look at the simple-dressed old man before him, nodded, and directly said, "Grandfather."

In the past, with Wang Zhen as his strongest support in Huaxia, it now seemed good to form a good relationship with the old leader before him.

At least it was like having an amulet in Huaxia.

Moreover, a very powerful amulet.

"Good, very good. Since all of you have returned alive, I should offer you a welcome back feast. You are the heroes of our Huaxia. Come, Xiao Zhou, have the villa prepare a few more dishes today. Oh yes, bring out those wines I’ve stored in the cellar; I’m in a good mood today..."

"Leader, you can’t drink alcohol because of your health."

"Do as I say!" the old leader commanded.

"Yes, Leader."

While the two were talking, Ren Feifan suddenly remembered something. His gaze swept around and he realized that Su Mohan had disappeared.

When getting off the boat just now, I clearly saw him, but how did he vanish the instant I turned around?

But upon thinking it over carefully, given Su Mohan’s personality, he obviously doesn’t like crowds. His sudden disappearance wasn’t the first or second time, so Ren Feifan didn’t pay much attention to it.

Soon enough, Ren Feifan followed a group onto several limousines and left directly.

Arriving at the estate, Ren Feifan spotted Wang Zhen, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time. Wang Zhen’s face was covered in stubble, his skin had grown much paler, and, despite wearing a crisp suit, one could still sense a unique aura of vicissitude about him.

From a certain angle, his uncle still had quite the manly charm.

Wang Zhen had spotted Ren Feifan from afar and naturally guessed what had become of Ice Ghost Island. He thrust his hand out and pounded hard on Ren Feifan’s chest.

"Bang!"

Fortunately, Ren Feifan was a practitioner of body refinement; otherwise, he would have definitely been knocked senseless.

"Good lad, I knew I hadn’t misjudged you. Come on, tell your uncle what exactly happened on the island?"

Wang Zhen then wrapped an arm around Ren Feifan’s shoulder, walking towards the interior as if they were brothers.

After turning around, Wang Zhen’s smile faded, and he whispered into Ren Feifan’s ear, "I heard you even hooked up with the princesses of the nation, and not just one but two, to be honest. I’ve never been impressed by anyone but you! That’s some spirit! Tell me, were those princesses fiery in bed?"

Ren Feifan was all frowns. You’re a man of power, even managing the order between Huaxia’s cultivation world and ordinary people. Such lewdness, is it really okay?

"Don’t stay quiet, nephew. Let me tell you, overseas chicks in that department..."

Wang Zhen didn’t know when he had gotten a small bottle of liquor, but he held it while drinking and discussed with Ren Feifan how fine foreign women’s bodies were, discussing their firmness and flexibility, and what positions were comfortable when doing the deed.

He was an outright old driver.

How come I didn’t notice this before?

...

Meanwhile, at the Ren Family in Capital City.

Huaxia Guardian Old Yue had received a phone call half an hour ago that had completely unsettled his expression.

The complexity of the situation far exceeded his expectations.

"Old Yue, did you get news about that kid?" Du Haizhi, the protector of Red Sect, asked excitedly.

If the Sect Leader was willing to intervene in this matter, who in Huaxia could stand against it?

The name Ren Feicheng wasn’t just representative of the Ren family clan; it symbolized the peak secular power of Huaxia as the genius disciple of the Wuji Sect of the Huaxia Hidden Door!

Old Yue nodded, answering, "Ren Feifan has returned, but..."

Ren Feicheng turned around, his eyes shining with an unprecedented coldness like an old eagle, "Where is that guy?"

Old Yue continued, "He’s been invited to a banquet by one of Huaxia’s senior leaders. It seems that the senior leader holds Ren Feifan in high regard and even took him as his grandson on the spot."

Ren Feicheng’s eyes narrowed. He of course knew who that senior leader of Huaxia was, but he never expected Ren Feifan to be so valued by him!

Could it really be just because he won a trivial competition?

Suddenly, Ren Feicheng thought of something, Ice Ghost Island!

Did that mean Ren Feifan had brought back that so-called entry ticket from Ice Ghost Island?

If that was the case, it was just another move made by the senior leader.

If Huaxia got that entry ticket, they would truly rise.

It seemed he really had to meet this brother of his.

Ren Feicheng put on a suit and a hint of a smile crossed his lips. He casually said, "Let’s go, we’re off to dine."