The important figures arriving tomorrow are all grandmasters from the martial arts world, either sect leaders of reputable schools or highly esteed teachers with disciples all over the world. If it weren’t for Tong Zhentian’s influence, probably only the Heavenly chanism Pavilion could invite them.
The more guests arrive, the greater the pressure on Ling Chen. So many people practically represent the entire martial arts world, and if any mishap occurs, it would be a trendous blow to the Dragon Tiger Hall.
Night falls.
Having been busy the whole day, Ling Chen returned ho. He intended to stay at the Dragon Tiger Hall, but after much persuasion from Tang Guolun, Qiu Yong, and others, he agreed to go ho and rest. Moreover, with important guests arriving tomorrow, he needed to spruce up and change clothes.
At ho, Nanrong Wanqing and the other won were there, so watching TV, others playing on the computer, all engrossed in their own activities.
Seeing Ling Chen return exhausted, Tang Shiyun imdiately put down her phone, quickly ran to him, and wrapped her arms around his, saying, "Ling, where have you been these days? We haven’t even caught a glimpse of you."
Ling Chen smiled slightly, "I’ve been really busy lately."
"No matter how busy you are, you should still co ho," Liu Xiyao chid in, "Don’t tell you dislike us for taking over your house, so you won’t co back?"
Upon hearing this, Nanrong Wanqing and Zhu Xiaozhu couldn’t help but look up at Ling Chen.
Cough!
"Uh... Xiyao, aren’t you overthinking it? How could I dislike you? I’ve genuinely been busy lately. I’m not lying to you guys."
"Is it because of that Dragon Tiger Hall?" Nanrong Wanqing suddenly asked, "I heard Nanrong Hao ntion it. What’s this Dragon Tiger Hall? And why such an odd na?"
Ling Chen chuckled, "It’s just a martial arts academy, no need for an elegant na."
"A martial arts academy?" Liu Xiyao asked with interest, "What made you suddenly want to open one? Hey! When is your academy opening? We should co and support you."
"The day after tomorrow, if you’re interested, I’ll arrange for soone to pick you up."
"Alright, it’s a deal then." Since the day after tomorrow is Sunday, everyone can go to the Dragon Tiger Hall without much else to do.
Early the next morning.
Before the won woke up, Ling Chen was already dressed and driving to the airport alone.
At eight-thirty, Ling Chen arrived punctually outside the airport. At this ti, the five luxury cars arranged by Tang Guolun for the reception had also arrived. In preparation for hosting guests from all over, Ling Chen had rented over fifty luxury cars, with daily expenses reaching millions.
"Chen!"
Seeing Ling Chen, everyone greeted him. The drivers were subordinates of Jiang Hao and Zhao Zhengxiong.
"Thank you for your hard work."
The group headed to the airport exit, silently waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive.
At this mont, a large passenger plane slowly landed at the East Sea International Airport. As the cabin door opened, a man over fifty with graying hair was the first to walk down. Following him were four elders in their sixties and seventies. Despite their age, the elders were bright-eyed and sprightly, showing no signs of frailty.
Each elder was accompanied by two young disciples, tasked with serving and handling the luggage during their travels.
"Master, the Dragon Tiger Hall’s people are waiting outside the airport exit. Shall we go?"
"Alright."
Just then, several Rolls-Royces suddenly drove over and stopped beside the plane. A young man stepped out of the car and walked directly toward the elders.
"Elder Liu, Elder Yang, Sir Chen, Elder Yuan, Elder Huang." The young man cupped his hands and smiled, "It’s a pleasure to et you, esteed figures of the martial arts world."
The elders scrutinized the young man and asked, "Are you Ling Chen?"
"You must be mistaken; I’m not Ling Chen. Let introduce myself; my na is Wang Hao, a disciple of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, under Master Su He."
After hearing this, the elders were montarily stunned. Weren’t the people from the Dragon Tiger Hall supposed to pick them up? How did a disciple of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion appear instead? Moreover, Su He’s disciple... that title carries weight.
One of the elders was the first to react, smiling and saying, "So, you’re Elder Su’s esteed student. What’s the purpose of your visit, Mr. Wang?"
"My master knew you all would be coming to East Sea City, so he specifically sent to welco you. Your accommodations have been prepared. Please, get in the car!"
The elders exchanged puzzled glances, not quite understanding the situation. They had been invited by the Dragon Tiger Hall and were also scheduled to et Tong Zhentian. Now, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion’s unexpected intervention put them in a dilemma.
If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t bother, but the person in question was from the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, and Su He’s disciple at that. Wang Hao’s presence undeniably represented Su He. Refusing Wang Hao would be akin to refusing the entire Heavenly chanism Pavilion. Few in the martial arts world dared to do so.
Despite being highly respected martial artists, they didn’t dare voice such refusal.
At this mont, one elder suggested with a smile, "Gentlen, since there’s still ti, why not accompany Mr. Wang for a while, then head to the Dragon Tiger Hall later? What do you think?"
The other elders nodded in agreent, finding this an optimal solution that wouldn’t offend either side.
Wang Hao secretly chuckled. These old foxes are quite adept at plotting, but once they’re in the car, they’ll lose their freedom to decide.
"Please, step into the car."
Outside the airport exit, Ling Chen checked the ti; it was already nine-thirty, yet the distinguished guests hadn’t appeared. According to the flight information, their plane arrived in East Sea half an hour ago. Logically speaking, they should have co out by now, but there wasn’t a sign of them yet.
Thinking it over, Ling Chen decided to call Tong Zhentian. Tong Zhentian had provided the flight information, so maybe there was an error.
"They couldn’t have gotten it wrong. I asked them, and they all took the sa flight. Ling, don’t panic; perhaps sothing delayed them. I’ll give them a call to find out."
A few minutes later, Tong Zhentian called back, his tone tinged with concern.
"I can’t reach them by phone."
"All five of them?"
"Yes, it’s unlikely a coincidence. They likely encountered so trouble. Ling, go investigate their whereabouts and ensure nothing happens," Tong Zhentian instructed.
"Alright, I’m on it." Without delay, Ling Chen headed to the airport security departnt.
It didn’t take long for Ling Chen to discover the whereabouts of the distinguished guests.
They were picked up by car?
How is that possible? Ling Chen frowned, contemplating. Besides him, who else would send a car to pick them up? Could it be Tang Guolun? No, arrangents were clearly made for him to personally co to the airport, and there’s no way Tang Guolun would make such a rookie mistake.
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