At six o'clock in the evening, Malaysia, Majia Manor.

This manor occupies a large area and is designed to be similar to that of Apollo. It is also located on the top of a mountain, but it is not as high as Chu's base camp.

In addition to the three checkpoints guarding the passage, Majia Manor also set up a knife-free pool, where all visitors must put swords and firearms on the pool.

At first glance, it looks like a copycat of Wudang.

At this moment, on a large terrace on the top of a hill facing the bustling city, a 60-year-old white-clothed old man was breathing in and out, conditioning his breath.

He is slender, with thin hands and feet, and white hair, but with sharp features and red cheeks, like a drunk Jigong.

The white-clothed old man practiced the exercises leisurely and unhurriedly, and the clouds floating by his side were like the breath coming and going in and out of his breath.

Not far away, Ma Chunhua stood in a uniform, frowning and looking anxious, as if there was something important, but did not interrupt the old man.

"what--"

I don't know how long it took, the old man in white sighed and spewed out a muddy breath, and then slowly opened his eyes.

A pair of deep eyes look dim and dull at first glance, hollow like a black hole, but if you look at it more, you will fall into an endless abyss, unable to extricate yourself.

"grandfather!"

It's just that Ma Chunfeng didn't care about the old man's aura, and ran over when he saw that he finished his exercises, with a pretty anxious face, but still respectful:

"What on earth did you let Shentu Yuanqing do? Why didn't you see his shadow for a day?"

She bit her head and asked, "I made a dozen calls and no one answered."

The white-clothed old man put his hands on his knees, his tone was flat: "You don't have to worry about him, he will be fine, he just does something that should be done."

"I didn't see him and couldn't contact him, just because the matter was not finished yet."

"And he is the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Team, your husband, and my grandson-in-law of Ma Baipao, no one dares to provoke him."

"Just take care of your business."

The white-haired old man is the principal of the Ma family, Ma Baipao.

Ma Chunhua seemed dissatisfied with this answer: "Is there any way I can contact him?"

Ma Baipao frowned slightly: "Don't you hear what I said? He is busy, he will naturally come back after he is busy and will contact you."

"You call him now to interrupt him."

"You don't need to worry about him."

There was a hint of indifference in his tone: "No one dares to attack Ma's son-in-law, and Old Man Guo dare not do this."

Without getting the information she wanted, Ma Chunhua subconsciously murmured: "No one really dares to provoke him, and the uncle and the third brother will not die..."

"Bastard stuff!"

Ma Baipao looked cold when he heard the words, staring sharply at his granddaughter and shouted: "How did you talk to grandpa?"

"Your uncle and your third brother are underestimating the enemy, so they hired others to plot and lost their lives."

Ma Baipao blamed Ma Chunhua: "And when this matter is investigated, you and Ma Xiayu are the culprits."

"If it weren't for you to take that kid to the slum and make your uncle and third brother mistakenly think that you are a person, the two of them would not die."

"The thing that saddens me most is that you and Ma Xiayu not only watched their family members die, but also didn't dare to take revenge afterwards."

He snorted heavily: "You two really lost Ma's face."

Hearing grandfather's merciless reproach, Ma Chunhua moved the corner of her mouth, and there was a touch of guilt in her eyes, but there was also a stubbornness:

"Grandpa, the matter is that the uncle and the third brother are wrong, plus that kid has eight ranks, we are embarrassed, and we can't get justice."

"We went with him to the slums to subdue him. After all, he has eight ranks. If he can be used by us, he will be able to overcome the Guo family."

"Think about it, my aunt is in her forties, and she has been pursuing her cultivation until she entered the eighth rank at the beginning of the month. That guy is only eighth in his twenties, so he is so talented.

Although she was also angry at Ye Tianlong's coldness, but the Bai Zhen family was humiliated at the time, and she really couldn't do much.

Ma Baipao's voice sank: "Regardless of whether you have talent or not, if you kill your uncle and third brother, that's the enemy."

Ma Chunhua whispered: "Xia Yu and I also want revenge, but we really can't beat them."

Ma Baipao sneered: "If we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, even if we die, we have to show the blood of our Guo family."

"You are weak as a joke in Malaysia, and I was ridiculed by Lao Guo and others."

"If it weren't for my skill level 8 and a half, and Old Guo had been injured in some way, the Guo family would have stepped on it early taking advantage of your weakness."

Speaking of Lao Guo's injury, his eyes jumped, and there was a pity, only to blame Ye Tianlong who was afraid of the sisters Ma Chunhua.

Both Ma Chunhua and Ma Xiayu said that Ye Tianlong is very good, not only easy to beat his son and grandson, but also an eighth rank master.

When Ma Baipao believed it, the Ma family was facing an enemy, because Ma Xiayu said that Ye Tianlong would find the Ma family to settle accounts.

Ma Baipao was worried that he was going to deal with the old man Guo. Ye Tianlong, who had killed his son and grandson, came to the door, and the Ma family was facing the disaster.

Therefore, he has been sitting in the Majia Garden, and therefore missed the opportunity to kill the old man Guo.

If he annihilated the old man Guo, the Guo family would lose its support, and it would have fallen. Then the Ma family would be the only one, comparable to General Weng Sha.

It's just that the opportunity has been lost, and it's useless to regret it anymore. He can only wait for Taiming's chance to help, but Ma Baipao is dissatisfied with his two granddaughters.

He thinks that the two killed their children and grandchildren, and also let the Ma family waste the opportunity. After all, Ye Tianlong did not come to the Ma family to go wild...

"Grandpa, what happened in the past was that I was wrong. Xia Yu and I are willing to be punished, whether it's been thinking about it or supporting auntie."

Ma Chunhua looked at her watch, showing a trace of anxiety: "But now I want to know, what on earth did you let Shentu do?"

Today is Shentu's birthday. She and Shentu Yuanqing have arranged to go out to sea to eat western food at seven to celebrate, but so far there has been no call.

Ma Baipao's tone was flat: "He is going to do what he should do."

"Your uncle and third brother are dead, the Ma family's strength is reduced, and you missed the opportunity to kill Lao Guo. I always want to strengthen the Ma family's strength."

"Otherwise, it's easy to be taken advantage of by the Guo family."

He downplayed his relief: "Don't worry, I didn't let him perform dangerous tasks. I just saw a few distinguished guests."

"Not only does he have things to do today, Ma Xiangu and the others are also busy."

"This is a great day and a day worth remembering."

"You can stay at home with peace of mind. It's really boring. Just accompany Taiming's eighteenth wife."

Ma Baipao looked at Ma Chunhua and said, "The family is about to become strong and go to the world. As a Ma family, we must always do something for the family."

The corner of Ma Chunfeng's mouth moved: "Yes, Grandpa."

"Lao Ma, Miss Ma..."

At this moment, a Majia guard rushed over in a panic and shouted:

"No, the coffin, someone sent the coffin..."