anwhile, Elder An stood by with a furrowed brow, a mix of disgust and puzzlent:
"This incense...why do I feel nauseous, yet my body seems to like it?"
Listening to Elder An, Ning An couldn’t resist opening his Dharma Eye to view his Life Chart.
Sure enough, as the five ghosts gradually adjusted Elder An’s Life Chart, they also began to blend and pollute it, with a barely noticeable gray spot on the pale gold.
Sigh!
Ning An sighed inwardly but quickly bucked up.
He refused to believe that with the support of the system, in eight years, he couldn’t help Elder An get rid of this aftereffect!
Rumble...
Just then.
The sound of engines ca from the distant sky.
The crowd’s expressions all darkened at the sound.
When they arrived, they had already blocked all possible routes leading to Changchun Temple.
They even assigned people to notify local businesses and individuals with private aircraft.
Who dared to be so audacious?
Watching the nearby private helicopter, Ning An narrowed his eyes slightly, standing rooted like an old tree, completely motionless.
The officials of Z City present stood equally straight, scrutinizing ahead.
Soon.
A glide rope was thrown down from the helicopter, and five or six bodyguards in black slid down, after which the helicopter left swiftly.
Once they hit the ground, they automatically ford two rows, standing on either side of the entrance to Changchun Temple, hands behind their backs like gate deities.
The live chat erupted with amusent.
"Who are these guys? Are they role-playing?"
"Could it be soone even more important than Elder An?"
"Who do these folks think they are? Probably just so rich folks with peculiar hobbies."
Not only the live chat buzzed with discussion, but Ning An also raised an eyebrow, speaking with a hint of irritation:
"This is a Daoist place, don’t be presumptuous."
Anyone could hear the coldness in Ning An’s tone.
This posture clearly disregarded Changchun Temple.
Imdiately, the leading figure nodded slightly, speaking in broken Dragon Country language:
"Daoist Master, we’re here for Han Xiuxian’s safety, please understand."
"Understand your nonsense!"
At his first word, Ning An instantly erupted with fury, re vermin from Korea.
Not only Ning An, but even the audience in the live chat was also infuriated.
"Damn it! Do they think Dragon Country is here for the taking? They should look in a mirror!"
"It’s a slap in the face to Dragon Country! If there’s a retired soldier here, I can’t take it, help beat them up!"
"Can they be so arrogant on Dragon Country soil!!! Didn’t my ancestors shed blood for this land!!"
Seeking death!
In overwhelming anger, any talks of international courtesy were nonsense!
Ning An lowered his gaze, his voice cold as ice:
"Either leave, or kneel to wait for your master!"
Upon hearing this, Han Xiuxian’s bodyguards instantly took on an aggressive look.
They imdiately retorted: "Sir, is this really Dragon Country’s way of hospitality?"
Ning An stepped forward quickly, his tone extrely disgusted: "If your mother didn’t teach you how to be a proper guest, I don’t mind teaching you on her behalf."
"You’ve succeeded in angering . From now on, if your so-called director wants to co, then follow the Ascetic Monk’s rules—bow every three steps, and kneel every nine!"
"Otherwise, don’t even think about lighting a bit of incense in my Changchun Temple!"
Ultimate move!
The Dragon Country audience in the live chat felt imnsely satisfied.
"Don’t talk to about international relations; I’ll live as long as I can! Rather not live at all than let them insult Dragon Country!"
"Yes, that’s so damn satisfying! Enough talk, let’s get the cars ready!"
"That’s more like it, being so arrogant at my ho, did a panda kick their brains?"
...
But in the live chat, Koreans were absolutely irate.
"Assibah! Do you know what you’re saying? Bow every three steps, kneel every nine, do you think you’re our ancestor?"
"You’re destroying the friendship between two countries, you’re a criminal!"
"I’ll apply for a diplomat to issue arrest warrants for those slandering Korea..."
To their forr suzerain country, Korea held fear and admiration, as well as a desire to provoke.
This ti Han Xiuxian manipulated Dragon Country’s weakness, threatening them and forcing concessions, gaining nationwide applause.
Parading all the way, but when it ca to the result, saying what.
That they should bow and kneel to enter and burn incense.
For their narrow-minded Korea, this was simply unbearable!
Heizi, the bodyguard, widened his eyes in shock at these words: "Sir, do you know what you’re saying?"
Before they ca, they were already anxious that such actions might lead to being attacked by Dragon Country people.
But Han Xiuxian calmly told them that he held Dragon Country’s lifeline, as long as they didn’t commit murder or arson, it didn’t matter.
These n, thinking of urinating over the forr hegemon plus having such assurance, naturally ca joyous and confident.
Who would’ve thought they would suffer such humiliation upon arrival.
Bang!
But before he could say more, his pupil was filled with a fist as big as a sandbag.
Like willow catkins in the air, he flew out imdiately.
A painful wail echoed as he landed heavily on the ground.
Ning An’s face remained calm, unflushed and unbothered, as if swatting away a re fly.
"I was giving an order, not open for negotiation, can’t understand human talk?"
Whoa!
The whole process was seamless, Ning An’s movent was ghostly, no one saw clearly how he struck.
The jaws of many in the live chat hit the floor.
"I knew these Daoist masters were hiding sothing from us!"
"That fast? Even pro boxers shouldn’t be that quick."
"Guess we practice martial arts, Daoists cultivate immortality, crying."
Similarly, the officials and two elders present were equally astounded.
Being on-site, they saw the details more clearly.
Even so, they still couldn’t catch how Ning An struck; it was too fast!
An middle-aged man with only a few hairs on his head couldn’t help but ask a nearby person:
"Director Cheng, did you see it clearly?"
Director Cheng, dressed in military attire, took a mont to regain his senses, then shook his head with a bitter smile:
"Never seen it, among the people I know, none surpass this kind of monstrous ability."
Director Cheng had transitioned from military to civil, aware of explosive-bodied soldiers and various unique individuals in the civilian world.
Those moves by Ning An made insiders fully grasp—top-notch!
Whether in strength, speed, or physical fitness.
Perhaps so might match him in one aspect, but in combination, even Bruce Lee would chuckle then turn away.
Looking at the young man in front, Director Cheng suddenly felt as if facing an otherworldly expert, an awe-inspiring presence.
He looked closer and couldn’t help but mutter softly:
"Could it be, just like the old leaders said, tis have changed..."
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