The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing fell into deep thought.

He felt that the hatred between himself and the Qingyun faction was getting deeper and deeper, and there was almost no possibility of reconciliation.

Speaking of things, it's not my fault.

It was their Qingyun faction who were lured by the foreigner Paul with money to make trouble for themselves, so they came to self-defense, what's wrong?

But the people of the Qingyun faction didn't see things that way. They felt that their disciples had been hurt by others, so what face would there be if they didn't take revenge?
So several waves of revenge teams came, but it was ridiculous that they were not their opponents.

As a result, the Qingyun faction felt even more lost in face.

Now they came with an invitation card to invite themselves to go to Qingyun Mountain to "discuss" the solution to this matter with their elder brother, the head of the sect.

If you go there, it is their territory, and they can set up countless organs to plot against themselves.

Even though I am super capable, I am not afraid of ten thousand, just in case!
Ye Zhibing didn't want to go, but he was also worried that people from the Qingyun faction would pester him endlessly.

There are so many of them, and if they have nothing to do to harass them, even if they can't do anything about themselves, they are still a hidden danger to the people around them.

"Mr. Ye, are you thinking about something?"

Uncle Tong suddenly said enthusiastically beside him.

Ye Zhibing looked up and saw Uncle Tong smiling kindly, full of concern.

Ye Zhibing thought for a while, Uncle Tong had followed Mr. Gao for many years, he was well-informed, and he knew more about the Qingyun faction than himself, so you might as well ask him for advice.

"Uncle Tong, you are right, I was thinking about something. That's right, I have a little misunderstanding with the Qingyun faction, they want me to go to Qingyun Mountain to talk. I just don't know if you know Qingyun faction, Uncle Tong?"

Uncle Tong was overjoyed, since he asked himself, he might as well fool him and let him go to Qingyun Mountain to die.

Thinking of this, Uncle Tong said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, to tell you the truth, I have been with the master for many years, and I have met the senior brother of Qingyun School."

Ye Zhibing was a little surprised. Uncle Tong had seen the elder brother of the Qingyun faction?

"Oh, Uncle Tong, can you tell me what kind of person the elder brother of the Qingyun Sect is?"

Uncle Tong smiled and nodded and said: "Okay. The people of Qingyun Sect mainly live on Qingyun Mountain. Qingyun Mountain has a radius of two hundred miles, and Qingyun Sect has more than a thousand disciples who specialize in studying ancestral martial arts. A few years ago, they had a stroke and were bedridden, and the affairs of the Qingyun Sect were presided over by their big brother Meng Yi."

"It turns out that their elder brother is called Meng Yi."

"Yes, Meng Yi is probably in his 60s this year, and he has practiced martial arts all his life. A few years ago, he brought people to the East China Sea, and our master hosted a banquet to welcome the wind, so I met Meng Yi."

"how does he look like?"

"Hair-haired and youthful-faced, hale and hearty, he is an extraordinary person."

"Oh, I see."

Ye Zhibing sketched a rough image of Meng Yi in his mind. He was wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair, but he was very energetic, like a fairy.

"Mr. Ye, Meng Yi is a man with extremely high martial arts skills. When drinking, he once performed for our master, splitting a boulder with his palm."

Ye Zhibing couldn't believe this, how could a human palm split a boulder?
The palm is made of flesh and blood, so it will not be harder than a stone, unless the stone is severely weathered.

"Uncle Tong, what does that stone you see look like?"

Ye Zhibing wanted to know more details, so that he could judge whether his guess was right or not.

Uncle Tong laughed twice, and emphasized: "Mr. Ye, I know you are suspecting that the stone is fake. However, the stone he split is the Mount Tai stone at the entrance of the hotel."

Taishan stone is produced in the stream valleys around the Taishan Mountains. Its texture is hard, the tone is calm, dignified, and vigorous. The name is taken as stable as Mount Tai, which means that the stone will move.

If it is really Taishan Stone, it is still at the entrance of the hotel, then it cannot be faked.

Now Ye Zhibing is a bit hard to judge, is Meng Yi really that powerful?
"Mr. Ye, Meng Yi is extremely kind and approachable. I want to toast him with my status. He is very polite and easy to talk to."

Uncle Tong is still persuading Ye Zhibing to go to Qingyun Mountain, emphasizing that Meng Yi is easy to talk.

Ye Zhibing was thinking about the strength of the Qingyun faction. There are more than a thousand of them, although judging from their disciples, Master Huo and the second brother, their martial arts are mediocre and not worth mentioning.

But there is a formidable and prestigious senior brother, this matter still needs to give them a face, explain clearly, if the senior senior brother Meng Yi is a person who knows right from wrong, this matter still needs to be discussed.

If they insist on revenge, I should give them a deterrent and end the matter.

Ye Zhibing made a decision to go to Qingyun Mountain and meet Meng Yi for a while.

"Okay, Uncle Tong, I know about this, I will go to Qingyun Mountain."

Uncle Tong couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, if Mr. Ye needs any help from us, just ask."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "No need, I can do it myself."

Uncle Tong resigned and went down happily.

Zhou Meiyue took a bath, changed her clothes, and felt refreshed, so she went out to drink tea and eat fruit with Ye Zhibing.

She asked Ye Zhibing: "Who sent that invitation? How did it get to our house?"

Zhou Meiyue asked the question knowingly, to cover up the fact that she opened the invitation.

However, Ye Zhibing did not notice these details, and generously told Zhou Meiyue: "It was sent by the Qingyun Sect, and invited me to Qingyun Mountain."

Zhou Meiyue said nervously: "Zhibing, I think you should not go there. The mountains are high there, the emperor is far away, and there are so many of them, I don't know as much as them."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said: "It's okay. Isn't it a few days before we leave the shareholders' meeting? But the [-]-kilometer journey takes a day's drive. I go up the mountain to talk to their people, and then come back to attend the shareholders' meeting. I think it's too late. .”

"But……"

Zhou Meiyue still thought it would be better for Ye Zhibing not to go to Qingyun Mountain, but she couldn't think of a good reason to persuade Ye Zhibing, so she felt embarrassed.

"Miss Gao, I know you care about me, but I'll be fine. I'll be back before the shareholders' meeting. Don't worry."

Now that Ye Zhibing had made a decision, Zhou Meiyue had no choice but to nod her head helplessly, "Well then, be careful when you go, call me if you have anything to do, and I'll help you find a solution."

"Thank you. I'm such an adult, I won't let myself suffer." Ye Zhibing was very moved by Zhou Meiyue's concern, but Qing Yunshan and his party were on the verge of death, so they had to leave.

The two drank tea and ate fruit together, and it was getting dark outside, so Ye Zhibing stood up and bid farewell.

Zhou Meiyue asked him to stay, but Ye Zhibing insisted on going back to the hotel, so Zhou Meiyue had no choice but to send him out and watch him drive back.