C2 Three Years of Shame

The rain was pouring heavily and thunder rumbled in the distance.

The black BMW stopped in front of a high-class area in the Haichuan. Jiang Wuchen was wearing the clothes of a small mustached man, and he had even stuffed eight thousand pieces into his pocket. Turning his head slightly, Tang Wenru, who was sitting in the back row, had already awoken.

"I'm here." Jiang Wuchen said indifferently, he then took out an umbrella from the first passenger storage box, opened it and walked into the rain, quickly disappearing.

Tang Wenru was the only one left in the carriage, and now that she had sobered up, everything that had happened was still fresh in her mind. She quickly got out of the carriage, and shouted at Jiang Wuchen: "Hey, what's your name?"

It was a pity that Jiang Wuchen could no longer be seen in the torrential rain.

Tang Wenru heaved a sigh of relief and was a little disappointed. He observed his surroundings and said, "This is … "Where?" His head hurt, and the dizziness returned.

The handbag was still in the car. There was a cell phone in it.

Tang Wenru immediately opened the car door and took out his phone. There were a dozen or so calls for his parents, as well as the nannies and bodyguards. Tang Wenru's tears fell like rain as he called his father back, "Daddy, wuu.

"..."

This district was called Overseas Chinese City, and was defined as a high-class residence. The interior was filled with people and cars, and the clubhouse and kindergarten were complete.

Jiang Wuchen walked into this small district, arrived in front of the 17th building, and walked in.

"It's been three years. I wonder if Uncle Zhong still lives here."

Ever since he had left three years ago, it was the first time Jiang Wuchen had returned from the Tiantai Mountain, and she was inexplicably a little nervous in her heart.

The elevator opened and he went out and rang the bell.

After half a minute, the door opened. It was a girl in pajamas with sleepy eyes, looking up at the unshaven and dejected Jiang Wuchen, she was shocked, "Damn, who are you?"

"I'm looking for …" "Zhong He Mountain!" Jiang Wuchen said with a somewhat hoarse voice.

"I found the wrong person!" The girl said impatiently, about to close the door.

The door to a bedroom in the room suddenly opened. A white-haired old man in a singlet and shorts rushed out. "Less …" In the end, he did not say the word 'young master'. The elder looked at Jiang Wuchen emotionally.

"Uncle Zhong." Jiang Wuchen shouted with his hoarse voice.

"Yes." The old man nodded his head vigorously, his eyes red, he then said to the girl: "Zhenzhen, go back first. He is looking for Grandfather."

"Ah?" "Oh." The girl nodded, and sized up Jiang Wuchen from head to toe with an unfriendly gaze, then walked into her own room.

Uncle Zhong pulled Jiang Wuchen to his bedroom and closed the door, "Young Master, it's been three years, I've been waiting for you."

Three years ago, Jiang Wuchen had stirred up a great disaster, and in desperation, he went from Qi Prefecture to Tiantai Mountain to seek refuge. At that time, his Jiang Family was already surrounded by many experts, and it was Uncle Zhong who had risked serious injuries to rush out of the encirclement to escort Jiang Wuchen out.

After he sent Jiang Wuchen to the Tiantai Mountain, he hid in the Haichuan to avoid the enemies there and to keep the secret of Jiang Wuchen's Tiantai Mountain in the East Sea.

At that time, Jiang Wuchen had once said that when he became a Sovereign one day, he would definitely go down the mountain and look for the Uncle Zhong to kill and return to the Qi Prefecture together.

Although at that time Jiang Wuchen did not understand anything about the Martial Cultivation, the Uncle Zhong firmly believed that Jiang Wuchen could succeed just because he was Jiang Zongcheng's grandson, the son of Jiang Beijun.

Three years had passed, and Jiang Wuchen had returned.

But Uncle Zhong did not feel any of Sovereign's Qi from his body, looking at Jiang Wuchen's pale and skinny face, Uncle Zhong said emotionally: "It's been three years, Young Master, you've suffered."

Jiang Wuchen gave a bitter smile, "Unfortunately, I still … If I am unable to reach Sovereign, I will only be a Martial Master. "

Uncle Zhong exclaimed: "You have reached the Martial Master realm in three years. Do you know how long it took for me to become a Ranker from the Lao Zhong? Seven years! There's a reason why Old Man Jiang didn't accept me as his new disciple. I'm such a fool … Hehehe.

It took me seven years to understand where my Qi was. After another ten years, I finally barely managed to become a Martial Master from a Martial Disciple. Until today, I was only able to stand at the peak of the Martial Master realm! Starting from the age of thirty, Martial Cultivation had a total of thirty-two years! This year, Lao Zhong was sixty-two years old! You only used three years to become a Martial Master? True... Let me be ashamed.

The young master will definitely have some accomplishments in the future. I believe that before the age of thirty, he will be able to become a Grandmaster, or even... It was the Sovereign. The glory of Jiang Family, I need you to prove it! But... Young Master, why did you suddenly return? "

As he said till here, Jiang Wuchen couldn't help but clench his fists, "Lin Rann, Qi Prefecture, and more than a dozen other clans combined their Tiantai Mountain to frame me for stealing their things. They chased after and chased me the entire way, forcing me to jump off the Tiantai Mountain cliff …"

"What!" Uncle Zhong was immediately enraged, "They … This was too shameless. Was this group of people really going to kill them all? Three years ago, in order to calm down this crisis, the Jiang Family had taken out ten billion, given up several tens of businesses, and even took out the most precious Water Spiritual Pill … The two sides signed an armistice and they didn't hold each other accountable. They even secretly attacked from behind? "

Jiang Wuchen smiled bitterly, "The rules are only made by those with the strength to bind the weak, it's just a paper agreement. If you are serious, we will lose."

"Young master …" Uncle Zhong gritted her teeth, "Lao Zhong will accompany you to kill your way back! Let them pay with their blood. This life was saved by Old Master Jiang back then. You should have died thirty years ago, living thirty years in vain.

said: "Uncle Zhong, don't be impatient. Back then, I was forced to leave by a dozen or so Qi Prefecture families, and now, I have to force them to line up and crawl on the ground, to welcome my, Jiang Wuchen's return!"

"Young master, I believe that the lordmaster will feel gratified when he sees that day."

"Three years, are there any updates on my Jiang Family?"

The Uncle Zhong's face was filled with a sigh as he said in a low voice: "In these three years, even though I hid within the Haichuan, I have always been paying attention to the matter of the Qi Prefecture. Three years ago, the Jiang Family gave rise to a large number of industries to calm the crisis. They'd heard that old man Jiang had sought out many famous doctors, but their injuries had not improved in the end, and their Jiang Family had completely sunk.

In addition, three years ago, an alliance of over a dozen large and small families had undergone a huge development. Back then, Meng Family was the dominant force, but today, Meng Family was a distance away from Qi Prefecture, heading towards the capital.

With Wang Family as the leader, the dozen or so families formed a Heavenly Alliance summit. The economy of the surrounding Qi Prefecture and the lifeline of the martial arts world are both extremely powerful, and even the four great clans of the capital do not dare to look down on them … "

"Hur Hur Hur Hur." Jiang Wuchen sneered, "The stronger they are, the happier I am. If they were weak like ants, then my return this time would be meaningless.

Uncle Zhong, on this return, Tiantai Mountain and all the families at the Heavenly Alliance summit thought that I, Jiang Wuchen, was already dead. "Before we become strong enough, we need to keep a low profile in everything we do …"

"Lao Zhong understands." Uncle Zhong said: "Young Master, if there's anything you need this Lao Zhong to do, this Lao Zhong will do his best."

"In order to not attract attention, I need a legal identity …"

The Haichuan is the home of the Lao Zhong, here, the Lao Zhong still have some connections, tomorrow, I will help the young master with it. From today onwards, the young master will live here.

Just that, the girl outside, is Lao Zhong's granddaughter, Zhong Zhenzhen, she does not know of the relationship between Young Master and Lao Zhong, and regarding the martial arts world, Lao Zhong does not wish for her to participate, so in front of her, if Lao Zhong directly calls Young Master by your name, please forgive me. "

"Uncle Zhong, we are like father and son. It is normal for you and I to call me by my name."

Uncle Zhong nodded excitedly, "Young Master, you have changed. The you from three years ago was not like this. In the Qi Prefecture, if there is even the slightest bit of disrespect, one's tongue will be pulled out … "