The Personal Crazy Doctor of the Female CEO

The Zhao family mansion at this time.

After Xia Ying was brought back, Zhao Wuji planned to call Lin Jinglei to tell him that Xia Ying was in his hands and asked him to exchange it with the formula of Shengyuan Liquid.

But it was a coincidence that the head of the Zhao family in Jiangnan City sent a message that the only master of the head family had something to come to Longcheng.

Let Zhao Wuji treat him well.

That is a cultivator at the level of a master, and the only master of the Zhao family.

Zhao Wuji had to pay attention to it and warmly received him.

"Uncle Fan! Do you still like the environment here?"

Zhao Wuji asked a man ten years older than his grade, his attitude at this time was extremely respectful.

The man called Uncle Fan, named Zhao Fan, is an elder of the Zhao family's own family line. He has already cultivated to the master level when he is less than fifty years old, and has a very high status in the entire Zhao family lineage.

He is currently the only grandmaster of the Zhao family!
Not to mention that he came to Zao Wou-ki's place, even if he met him elsewhere, Zao Wou-ki had to treat him politely.

Zhao Fan is half a head taller than Zhao Wou-ki, but his figure is thinner, not as strong as Zhao Wou-ki.

At this time, Zhao Fan was wearing an ordinary gray shirt, looking like a scholar.

If it weren't for sensing the existence of true energy in him, no one would have thought that he was actually a martial artist at the master level.

"Nephew Wuji's house is very spacious, not bad."

Zhao Fan nodded in satisfaction.

Zao Wou-ki's Zhao's mansion is like a separate courtyard, the gate of the courtyard faces south, and there is a house facing east, north and west.

Each house has five floors, the heights are staggered, but without losing the beauty, it looks like a separate small villa, with a garden in the center.

Dongxiang houses are generally used for entertaining guests, and it is the Dongxiang house that Zao Wou-ki brought Zhao Fan to at this time.

There is a tea pavilion and tea table in front of the small villa, and the servants have already prepared tea and are serving them.

Along with Zhao Fan, there were two other people in the same grade. At this time, one of them, who was a little older, said,
"I've heard for a long time that in Dragon City, the Zhao family's business is very good, and it can be ranked among the top families with other big families in Dragon City."

"I met Brother Fan today, this nephew, he really is a good-looking talent."

"Yes, yes, your Zhao family is really talented."

At this time, another person who came with Zhao Fan also echoed.

"Hahaha, don't be too polite, you two old guys."

Zhao Fan laughed loudly, although he said that others were polite, but he himself enjoyed others' compliments very much.

"Wuji, let me introduce you."

"These are two old friends of mine. This one is called Zhang Zhen, and this one is called Xie Yuan. They are all at the master level, just like me."

As Zhao Fan spoke, his face glowed with glory.

Zhang Zhen looks a little younger than Zhao Fan, but he is fatter and his cultivation level is lower than Zhao Fan's. He is a master of the second level.

He's probably because he likes to eat more, so a loose casual outfit suits him quite well.

Xie Yuan was older than Zhao Fan, with a medium build.

Although Xie Yuan was older than Zhao Fan, but like Zhang Zhen, his cultivation was only a second-level master, and he respected Zhao Fan, who was a third-level master.

Shock!

Zhao Wou-ki tried his best to keep calm, but his heart was already extremely shocked.

In Dragon City, there are very few cultivators at the master level.

However, three of them appeared at once, and they were still in his mansion, how could Zhao Wou-ki not be shocked.

"It turns out that, as Uncle Fan is a master-level martial artist, the friends around him must also be capable people. The junior is here to salute the two elders."

Saying that, Zhao Wou-ki bowed slightly to Zhang Zhen and Xie Yuan.

"Hahaha, you don't have to be polite, it's just that I'm going to bother you, nephew Wuji these days, and I have a meeting gift with brother Zhang Zhen to give you."

The middle-aged man named Xie Yuan said, and took out a simple wooden box from his waist.

Zhao Wuji was startled, and immediately waved his hand and said,

"Impossible, you are too polite. The two of you are Uncle Fan's friends and elders at the master level. You are here to let me shine."

"Nephew Wuji will be my subordinate. These two friends of mine often travel around, and we will also harvest some rare herbs during our travels."

Zhao Fan said.

"Yes. What you Uncle Fan said is not wrong, just accept it."

Zhang Zhen said.

"The junior will be disrespectful, thank you two elders."

Zao Wou-ki bowed to express his thanks before taking the wooden box.

Then, Zao Wou-ki ordered the maid to serve tea.

Just as the three of them were about to drink tea, they felt the aftermath of Lin Jinglei's true energy released from the Baichuan Community.

The expressions of the three of them changed instantly.

Zhao Fan and Xie Yuan hurriedly looked over the garden, their expressions seemed to be envious and frightened.

Zhang Zhen's fat chin wobbled.

"Brother Fan, do you feel it too?"

Xie Yuan asked first.

"Well, when can I have such an aura."

There was a burst of heat in Zhao Fan's eyes.

"Hehe, the realm of Martial Saints is only a handful in the entire Xia Kingdom, so we should redouble our efforts."

Xie Yuan said.

"Martial Saint, indeed, he is so powerful, I don't know why there is a Martial Saint in the small Dragon City?"

After a little distraction, Zhang Zhen also closed his chin.

They felt that this aura was much stronger than warriors in the guru realm, and even the guru's ninth-level realm didn't have such aura.

Undoubtedly a master of the realm of martial arts.

"Could it be the same purpose as ours?"

Zhang Zhen guessed.

If that's the case, they are still playing a fart, dozens of them dare not go head-to-head with people in the realm of martial arts.

"No...Sheng Ling Pill is also helpful for the cultivation of our masters and below, and it is dispensable for practitioners of the Martial Saint realm."

Xie Yuan analyzed.

"Brother Xie's words are reasonable, and this aura passed by in a flash. I think that Martial Saint didn't want to stay in Dragon City for a long time, or just passed by here."

"Do you think the little dragon city is the imperial capital? From time to time, there will be martial saints appearing."

Zhao Fan also took it as a comfort to himself, and said.

In fact, they don't know that in the realm of Martial Saints, they can return to their original nature after a certain level of cultivation, and their breath is restrained. Unless it is deliberately revealed, others will not be able to see through his cultivation.

It was even more unexpected that what they were looking for was in this Wu Sheng they were thinking about in their heads.

A few cultivators who haven't even reached the ninth level of the master, how can they know what it's like to be at the level of a martial saint.

"This time we come to Dragon City, we must try our best to get things done, that will benefit us all."

Zhao Fan said at this time that the fascination with Wu Sheng just now seems to have not faded.

"That's natural, we will do our best."

Xie Yuan responded.

"Well, I should do my best."

Zhang Zhen agreed.

The three of them had agreed to come to Dragon City for a certain purpose.

At this moment, Zhao Wou-ki could only sit aside and watch the three of them playing riddles, he couldn't ask any questions himself, feeling somewhat depressed.

After all, they are all master-level figures, and my most powerful subordinate is only Huajin Jiuzhong who has half stepped into the realm of a master.