C7 Kneel

In the private room, Gao Jian did not even dare to raise his head. Who would have thought that the leader of a group would kneel in front of a high school student?

His pious and slightly fearful gaze even affected everyone on scene. Even the gunmen did not dare to have any impoliteness towards the young man in front of them.

Ye Danqing's breathing became rapid. Could this be the reason why he dared to be impudent in front of the Ghost Hand?

He finally understood that the trash on the surface of the Hee Family was actually an unfathomable bottomless pit. Even the people around him had been deceived by him, one by one.

Not only was Hee Bentang very powerful, but even Gao Jian saw him in such a manner. Originally, the world in his heart was like a mirror that could not withstand a single blow!

Ye Danqing finally understood. At this moment, he was like an ant. The towering mountain in front of him had long ago suppressed him. Even though he had turned into an idiot, he still couldn't win against the destruction of time.

All these years, Ye Danqing had strived hard to be perfect. Although he had learnt a bit from his master, he was still able to stand out amongst his peers. But now, the height that he thought he was capable of was worthless in front of this young man who had yet to graduate from high school.

The feeling of falling behind in his heart caused him to be unable to catch his breath a few times. The proud and aloof youth of the Ye family had now turned into a drowning dog without any fighting spirit.

Hee Bentang slowly stood up from the sofa and walked in front of Gao Jian. A trace of warmth finally appeared in his indifferent eyes. He raised his palm and slowly swept it across his leg. An invisible fluctuation slowly made Wu Tie rise up from the ground and stand up straight.

"We, the disciples, have done a great service for you in defending the array. We will no longer punish you and we will stand up to speak."

Hee Bentang's unconventional skills made Gao Jian respect him. At this moment, he had already decided that the person in front of him was his master. After all, who would have such an aura?

In the silent box, besides Hee Bentang's words, no one else dared to say a word. Even Gao Jian slowly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and bowed to pay his respects again.

"Disciple lost his composure, Master."

Gao Jian finally whispered those words from his mouth. After the Ghost Hand heard those words, the broken inner world had already turned into endless terror. It looked at Hee Bentang with a faint smile on his face, it was even more terrifying than the ghosts and deities in hell.

His devotion to Gao Jian was like Gao Jian's reverence for Hee Bentang, and the scene before his eyes, how could he accept it?

Why! What right did his boss have to kneel to a high school student!

"Brother Jian!" You are the Emperor of the Jiangzhou! "

Other than the trace of anger in Gao Jian's eyes, there was also pity. After all, Ghost Hand was like a brother to him, how could he make a move against him at this moment?

"Ghost Hand, come and kneel down and call grandteacher!"

Hearing that, the last bit of Ghost Hand's pride disappeared without a trace. Although Gao Jian didn't have the heart to kill him, but seeing that it's like that, he hated him for not being able to do anything, and pulled him away, scolding: "Kid, do you really not understand or are you just pretending to not understand, do you know who taught you the technique? When Master sent me Tathagata the Great Sun, I also passed him on to you. "

Gao Jian's painstaking effort finally made Ghost Hand kneel to the ground with a thump. He closed his eyes slightly and kowtowed to apologize: "Ghost … "Ghost Hand greets Master."

"Didn't you want to get rid of the Hee Family just now? Why are you kneeling in front of me? "

Gao Jian immediately understood Hee Bentang's meaning and went to his side and whispered, "Master, please spare Ah Gui's life. He has followed me for more than ten years but has never seen you before. I think he also got a lesson this time, so please forgive him."

Hee Bentang was surprised. Gao Jian was the one who had followed him the longest among the disciples and had the strongest relationship with him. He did not expect Gao Jian to be able to see through his intention to kill the Ghost Hand at a glance.

Hee Bentang instinctively glared at Gao Jian, but Gao Jian didn't show any intention of backing down for the sake of his ghost hand. Helpless, Hee Bentang didn't want to make things too awkward, after all Gao Jian was still his disciple and he still had a use for him.

He sighed as if he was relieved of a great burden and waved his hand. "Alright, get up. Remember to remember your master's good luck. Go back and rest."

After he finished speaking, Gao Jian also immediately waved his hand towards the crowd. If anyone here dared to say a single word about what had happened today, even if all the famous sects in Jiangzhou pointed at him, he would definitely not forgive them!

Only when there was only Hee Bentang and him left in the room did he kowtow again and said, "Master, since you came back, that's great. Although Ascending failed, but you still ran out. I think we should go inform the others about this."

Hee Bentang shook his head and put his hands behind his back. "Don't say anything. Don't tell anyone about what happened today."

However, Hee Bentang also knew that the others were looking for their own corpses, so he said again, "Go find a corpse that has turned into ashes and fail to ascend. If you get struck by lightning, naturally there won't be a corpse. This way, they can stop."

Gao Jian had the same intentions as well. This matter was nothing to him, an underworld bully.

"Oh yeah, I heard you and Cheng Xuewei are a little …"

"Where did this happen!?" Don't listen to people's nonsense. You still don't know my relationship with her, but this is for her to make a name for herself in the music industry, so it was created. As a result, after a few events, she was made into something like this, and then, we went with the flow, resulting in her becoming even more famous. "

Hee Bentang nodded. Although he didn't care about his disciples getting married, Cheng Xuewei was so popular in the music industry right now. He didn't want her to never recover.

"This matter is over. If there's nothing else, don't disturb me. If there's anything else, I'll inform you."

After saying that, Hee Bentang kicked Ye Danqing, who was still doing the same thing, and the two of them left at the same time.

Gao Jian bowed: "Take care, Master."

"… …"

In Gao Jian's luxurious office in the Golden Age Empire.

After a simple bandage, the Ghost Hand had finally kept its life.

"Brother Jian, this Hee Bentang is only 18 or 19 years old."

This question also troubled Gao Jian. He had never heard of Hee Bentang's age.

He quickly searched through his memories and suddenly remembered a joke that Hee Bentang said.

"He once said before that Nuwa was the only one who was capable of replenishing the Heavens."

Ghost Hand shook his head helplessly: "Brother Jian, you've already said it, this is just a joke from him."

Right. How could anyone have survived from the Nuwa era until now? Not to mention that Nuwa was a legendary figure. Given their level of power, how could they possibly have made contact with her?

If that was the case, Hee Bentang had probably lived for more than five thousand years.