Shenhao: At the beginning, the school beauty wore Balenciaga to express her love

"Mo...Mo Chen?"

Hearing this name, Long Aotian was stunned subconsciously.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Bold Long Aotian, how dare you call me by my name?"

Mo Chen snorted coldly and asked sharply.

"Lord Mo Chen... my subordinates don't dare."

Long Aotian, who had just relied on the power of the Great Elder of Hongmen to put pressure on Lin Fei.

In front of the man in white, he actually became submissive.

It was obvious that Mo Chen had a very high status in Hongmen, at least above Long Aotian.

Everyone couldn't help but speculate.

What is the identity of this man in white?

Because everyone knows that in Hongmen, Long Aotian, as one of the four elders, is already the power ceiling.

It is impossible to think of a person who can make him so respectful.

But why is Mo Chen, who has such a high status that even Long Aotian bows to him, so respectful to Lin Fei?

No one could understand the logic of this, and the most puzzling ones were of course Long Ze and the trio of Er Wu Zai.

This has to be said that Wangyue Pavilion's confidentiality work is so good that no one in the world knows its existence except for a few people in Hongmen.

It is like a sword of Damocles, hanging on Hongmen, which symbolizes the top power of China.

Only Long Aotian and others know how terrifying the characters in Wangyue Pavilion are.

The threshold for entering Wangyue Pavilion is to reach the Tianzi realm.

And if you want to reach the Tianzi realm, you may not be able to find one among millions of people.

But please note that the Tianzi realm is only the "threshold". Xiao Yan, who has been practicing for many years, can only be ranked at the bottom after entering Wangyue Pavilion.

Facing Mo Chen, who was younger than him, even though he was reluctant in every way, he could only call him "Elder Brother".

Even more terrifying is the Pavilion Master of Wangyue Pavilion, that is the real big shot.

I can only use eight words to describe him:

Turn your hands to become clouds, turn your hands to become rain

Even his name has become taboo and no one can mention it.

Even Long Aotian only knew that his surname seemed to be Lin.

Um? Your surname is Lin?

Something seems wrong.

! ! (?'?'?)??????

At this moment, Long Ao Tian suddenly remembered that Lin Fei also seemed to have the surname Lin.

I'll rub your grandma's big winter melon!

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Are there really such coincidences in the world?

Mo Chen ignored Long Aotian's reaction and whispered into Lin Fei's ear:

"Young Master Lin, the Pavilion Master is here too."

"what?"

Lin Fei was shocked.

Of course the pavilion master Mo Chen was talking about was only that man - Lin Tiesheng.

The man who stands at the top of the Chinese food chain.

Although very few people in China know his real name.

But only the handful at the top of the pyramid know.

Lin Tiesheng is the authoritative figure in Hongmen, the absolute number one.

But Lin Fei's impression of him only remained as a kind old man with a white beard in the previous time and space.

At that time, Lin Tiesheng was affectionately called Lao Lintou by everyone. He had been a fisherman and sold fish all his life.

Lin Fei's warmest memories of his grandfather were probably the nights he accompanied him on that small fishing boat when he was four or five years old.

It was a dark night, as if endless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky, not even the glimmer of stars.

Lin Fei still remembered asking his grandfather a question that day:

"Grandpa, what is your dream?"

When Lin Tiesheng heard Xiao Linfei's question, he put down the fishing net in his hand for the first time and sat on the bow of the boat with him.

"My wish...maybe is to be a person who achieves great things."

"Grandpa? What is a person who achieves great things?"

Lin Fei asked with a confused look.

"Alas, little people like us cannot control our own destiny. Only the big people can live a worthwhile life."

Of course, the young Lin Fei couldn't understand the helplessness in his grandfather's tone.

As a small fisherman, he is at the bottom of society and has been oppressed all his life. What he longs for most is to stand up and cross social classes.

Of course it's impossible in that world.

Finally, when Lin Fei was a little older, Lin Tiesheng passed away due to illness.

And this has become one of the few memories Lin Fei has of his grandfather.

He never thought that Lin Tiesheng would actually become a famous figure in this life.

And he actually benefited from this and became a top third generation?

So what has become of Lin Tiesheng now?

Not even a minute after Mo Chen finished speaking, an unusually strong aura came from outside the door.

This flow of air was simply terrifying, and it actually pushed everyone present to the ground.

Even masters like Mo Chen, Long Aotian, and Leng Ningyan were forced to kneel down by this aura.

The more than a hundred ancient martial arts masters in the Xuanzi Realm in the courtyard were suppressed and all fell to their knees.

People like the Erwuzai trio who had never practiced ancient martial arts lay directly on the ground, unable to move.

Of course Lin Fei couldn't bear the pressure, but he could see that this was a powerful mental control ability.

A mind-controlling power that makes everyone surrender.

"System, I want to improve my mental attributes."

[Ding, the host can spend 2000 attribute points to increase the mental attribute by 200 points. 】

"improve."

[Ding, the host has increased mental attributes by 200 points, consumed 2000 attribute points, and remaining attribute points: 41400]

[Name: Lin Fei]

【Height: 182cm】

[Appearance: 95]

【Strength: 1670】

【Speed: 560】

[Physique: 874 (has been enhanced simultaneously)]

【Mental Power: 288】

[Kidney function endurance level: a golden gun will never fail]

The moment his mental power increased, Lin Fei stood up straight in an instant.

This air flow suddenly increased by several levels, directly pressing Long Aotian and others to the ground.

But Lin Fei still held his head high, as if he was not affected at all.

"Hahaha, yes, he is indeed my grandson, Lin Tiesheng!"

At this time, an old man with a white beard wearing a white vest and a pair of slippers on his feet, who looked like the Fire Cloud Evil God, walked in in high spirits.

"grandfather!"

Lin Fei shouted excitedly.

Grandpa hasn't changed at all, he still looks the same as he remembers him. With such a simple and unpretentious appearance, he would be unrecognizable in a crowd.

Oh no, it’s actually quite easy to identify.

Because Lin Tiesheng and Lin Shenghui both have shiny Mediterranean hairstyles.

This made Lin Fei couldn't help but touch his hair, which was still relatively lush.

What he worries most about is that he will become a very smart person like his father and grandfather.

"Fei'er, I haven't seen you for a long time. Grandpa misses you very much!"

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