Sihu Villa, Villa No.1.

There is a rather simple incense burner placed in the middle of the living room, with lingering smoke and a faint and strange fragrance filling the air.

Behind the incense burner stood a tall old man with white beard and hair, looking at Xia Tian and others slowly walking in with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, this incense is not poisonous, it is just used to calm the mind and calm the breath."

The white-haired old man saw many people looking at the incense burner, so he smiled and explained.

"It's okay if it's poisonous. It won't poison anyone anyway."

Xia Tian replied lazily, then pulled Ning Ruirui, picked a seat, and sat down comfortably.

Nie Xiaoli supported her mother and sat on the other side of Xia Tian.

Zhan Gaohe was a little scared, quietly stayed away from Xia Tian, ​​and sat next to the white-haired old man.

When Ye Wuming saw this old man with a white beard, he immediately felt that something was wrong, but after a closer look, he found nothing, so he had to wait and see.

"We're almost here. Although it's a little different from what I expected, it doesn't matter."

The white-haired old man chuckled, looked around at everyone and said: "Actually, some things can be discussed freely, and there is no need to fight or kill."

Ning Ruirui couldn't help but sarcastically said: "What you said is as if the previous fighting and killing had nothing to do with you."

"Whether it matters or not, it's not important."

The white-haired old man chuckled and said to Ning Ruirui: "Miss Ning, please be patient. We can chat for a while and resolve some insignificant conflicts, so that we can get to the point."

Xia Tian curled his lips: "Not interested."

The white-haired old man glanced at Xia Tian indifferently, feeling quite unhappy: "You are Xia Tian, ​​you must be arrogant to a certain level, and you don't understand any manners at all."

"Courtesy is for your own people."

Before Xia Tian could refute, Ning Ruirui retorted directly: "It is a great mercy to like someone like you without directly killing you."

Ye Wuming couldn't help but said at this time: "Long Xingyu, you are the one who should be polite.

Xia Xia is the president of the [Celestial Beings Association] appointed by Mr. Ye personally, I am just taking charge of the responsibilities for Mr. Xia."

"Be a dog, just be a dog, whatever you say sounds so nice."

The white-haired old man couldn't help but sneer: "That old guy Ye Huanlin is not dead yet, and he is so stupid that he handed over the position of president to mediocre people like you."

Ning Ruirui smiled and said: "According to your opinion, you must be the president?"

"It's natural."

The white-haired old man looked proud: "The position of president belongs to me.

Only I can maximize the role of the Tianrenhui and even create a new era."

"It's a pity that no matter how delusional you are, it's useless. The president is still not you."

Ning Ruirui smiled faintly, her beautiful eyes full of ridicule and contempt.

The white-haired old man was not angry at all, he just smiled and said: "You are here, don't you have anything you want to know?

I will give you ten minutes to answer all your questions."

"I want to know if you planned this series of things?"

Nie Xiaoli asked directly.

"What are the series of things you are talking about?"

There was a hint of joking in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he said with a smile: "If you are talking about the marriage of the Zhan and Nie families, it was indeed planned by me. Otherwise, how could those little guys in the Nie family ancestral hall be willing to let go?

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brat?

Nie Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the man in front of him seemed to be very old, so it was normal to call the elders of the Nie family little guys.

Before Nie Xiaoli came to his senses, the white-haired old man continued: "If you are talking about whether your invulnerable physique was planned by me, I can also tell you that yes, it was also planned by me."

"What did you say?"

Nie Xiaoli suddenly showed a shocked expression.

Mother Nie was also a little surprised. Looking at the white-haired old man's face, she suddenly screamed: "You, you are..." "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

When Nie Xiaoli saw her mother's expression was different, she immediately stepped forward and hugged her.

"He is the person who gave me the advice, and he is also the old doctor recommended to me by your second uncle."

When Mama Nie recalled what happened that year, she felt a chill all over her body. Could it be that she had fallen into someone else's trap more than ten years ago.

The white-haired old man chuckled and persuaded: "Ms. Nie, you don't have to be so panicked. I didn't say anything wrong, and you didn't do anything wrong.

Isn’t your daughter living a good life till now?”

Mother Nie heard this and looked at Nie Xiaoli's face, feeling a little calmer.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Nie Xiaoli had a hunch that this old man must have some big ulterior conspiracy.

"Mr. Long, there is no need to talk nonsense with them, just kill them all."

Zhan Gaohe became a little impatient and urged: "Both of my sons died at their hands. If you don't accept this grudge, my surname will not be Zhan!"

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Gao He, you have actually wronged them. They did not kill your little son."

"Who killed that?"

Zhan Gaohe looked puzzled: "I have done some research and found out that Tiantian was killed after talking to Ning Ruirui in the swimming pool.

Besides Xia Tian, ​​who else could be the murderer?"

Xia Tian also remembered such a thing, and said casually: "That idiot really deserves to die, but he died before I took action."

"It was done by a killer named Achai."

Ning Ruirui interrupted at this time: "That killer was hired by your eldest son Zhan Wenbin."

"impossible!"

Zhan Gaohe couldn't accept this result at all, and categorically denied it: "You were the ones who killed me, and you still want to sow discord!"

Xia Tian curled his lips: "Your two idiot sons are dead, why are you picking on them? You are mentally ill."

"This..." Zhan Gaohe became extremely angry in an instant, clenching his fists: "Xia Tian, ​​you have to die a good death, I must kill you with my own hands... Poof!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a large amount of blood, and he collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"It's really noisy. I haven't finished speaking yet."

The white-haired old man slowly took his hands back and said calmly: "Let's continue talking, there is still time."

"You are really inhumane!"

Ning Ruirui couldn't understand it. Although she also wanted to kill people like Zhan Gaohe, she was from a different camp after all.

The white-haired old man was different. Zhan Gaohe was obviously his most loyal lackey, but he killed him without hesitation, showing no trace of humanity.

"Little long-legged girl, you are right."

Xia Tian said casually: "This idiot old man is not even a human being, of course he has no humanity."

"Hey, you have pretty good eyesight."

The white-haired old man couldn't help but look at Xia Tian, ​​"This shouldn't be caused by your medical skills. Is there any other magic weapon hidden in you?"

Xia Tian lazily replied: "You don't need any magic weapon. You don't have the slightest bit of humanity in you. How can you be a human being?"

"It seems that he has practiced some special skills."

The white-haired old man laughed and became slightly more interested. "I can keep you alive for a while and slowly search for souls. Maybe I can find something interesting."

"Forget it."

Xia Tian said disdainfully: "You will die in a while."

"Big talk, you might as well say more, because there is no chance to say it again."

The white-haired old man was not angry at Xia Tian's offense, but instead laughed.

Ye Wuming couldn't bear it anymore and stood up: "That's enough! Long Xingyu, what do you want to do? Just say it clearly and don't delay any more time."

"The time has not come yet, so of course we have to delay it."

The white-haired old man was not anxious at all and waved his hand: "It's chatting time now, why can't you calm down?

This is not the magnanimity of a president."

"I will deal with you, the traitor of the Celestial Society, right now, and let you know what magnanimity means!"

Ye Wuming suddenly clenched his fists, a faint black aura wrapped around the outside of his fists, and he jumped forward and blasted towards the white-haired old man: "Go to hell!"

The white-haired old man shook his head, and just stretched out a hand lightly, and an invisible barrier blocked Ye Wuming's fist.

"Snapped!"
To be continued...