The Yan Residence was several times bigger than the Ye Residence. The decorations were also more meticulous. Many of the decorations that seemed casual were actually expensive.
In the past, Xiao Zheng might not have been able to tell anything. But the Dragon-Phoenix House was built under his watch. He more or less understood the intricacies behind it. It could be seen that the layout of the Yan Residence was created by a master. It was simple and profound.
There was a two-story building in the backyard. There was a rock garden behind the house. In front of the house, there was a small bridge and a pavilion. In Beijing, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, having such a residence was a symbol of status.
It could be seen that the old man was an old man who enjoyed life. At least it was more romantic than the simple and monotonous Lord Ye.
By the time Xiao Zheng and Xiao Shang reached the backyard, Yen Teng-kuei had already disappeared. He was probably in a hurry to meet the old man to play the emotional card.
"You did it on purpose just now?" The two of them were not in a hurry. They strolled leisurely along the bridge.
Shang Yao was slightly startled. She nodded and said, "Yes."
"Seems like I was being a busybody." Xiao Zheng squinted his eyes.
"You're holding a grudge?" Shang Yao asked in return. "Whether it's my third aunt, Yan Shang, Yen Teng-kuei, or even my second uncle. They have all done something to you. "
Xiao Zheng smiled. "I really can't hide anything from Miss Shang."
Shang Yao pursed her lips. "Speaking of which, I have to thank Boss Xiao for showing mercy and not making things too difficult for them."
Xiao Zheng said meaningfully, "I just don't have the ability."
"No matter what, this matter is coming to an end. Regardless of success or failure, Boss Xiao has helped me a lot. I will definitely support you in the future. "Shang Yao said honestly.
Xiao Zheng smiled faintly and did not say anything. He just walked slowly towards the building.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the building.
A woman stood outside the door. She was in her forties. She didn't have any makeup on her face, but she looked elegant and graceful. Her well-tailored cheongsam accentuated her beautiful figure and was full of charm.
He was already forty years old, yet he still maintained himself so well. This woman's identity was not ordinary.
"Aunt Nangong." Shang Yao smiled and greeted her.
"Yao Yao is here?" The middle-aged woman who was addressed as Aunt Nangong nodded lightly, but her gaze inadvertently fell on Xiao Zheng's face. "Are you Xiao Zheng?"
"That's me." Xiao Zheng nodded politely. "Sorry for the intrusion."
This was Xiao Zheng's way of doing things. Before he could determine if the enemy was friend or foe, he would follow the basic etiquette of respecting the elderly and loving the young. Even if this person was from the Yan Clan. It was easy to say, but how many people in this world did not love the house and hate the crow? Who could be so rational to maintain fairness?
"I finally get to see you," Nangong Ning said with a smile. "I've lived in seclusion for many years and have heard of your name. Now that I've seen you today, you're indeed extraordinary. "
Xiao Zheng put on a flattered expression. "You're too kind. I'm just an ordinary person. I don't deserve your praise. "
"You don't have to be modest," Nangong Ning said slowly. Then, she changed the topic and moved aside slightly. "Master is already waiting in the room."
The two of them greeted each other and slowly entered.
But after taking two steps, they heard Nangong Ning say calmly, "Master only wants to see Mr. Xiao. Yao Yao, stay and chat with me. "
Although Shang Yao was puzzled, Nangong Ning had served her grandfather for more than twenty years. Her words were basically equivalent to her grandfather's. After pondering for a moment, she nodded and said, "Okay."
Xiao Zheng didn't hesitate and strode into the pavilion.
Nangong Ning was a peerless expert!
After entering the pavilion, such a thought appeared in Xiao Zheng's mind. Even if she concealed it extremely well, every frown and smile was no different from an ordinary person. But at Xiao Zheng's level, it was difficult for a peerless expert to completely conceal their aura. Only an expert who had reached the pinnacle of strength and wisdom could hide it from Xiao Zheng.
But obviously, Nangong Ning didn't belong to this category.
Nangong Ning?
Xiao Zheng had never heard of this name. But the other party was a real peerless expert. There were indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons in Yan Jin.
But it wasn't strange. With the Yan family's foundation and Yan Shichang's proud capital. It wouldn't be surprising if there were two or three peerless experts around the old man, let alone one.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Zheng slowly calmed down the wild guesses in his heart. He strode upstairs …
Knock, knock.
Xiao Zheng followed Nangong Ning's instructions and knocked on the door of the lounge on the second floor.
"Come in."
An old and decaying voice came from within the door, yet it was vigorous and powerful. Although it was only one word. But it was still enough to lift one's spirits.
Creak.
Xiao Zheng pushed the door open and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted into his nose. But the scene in the room shocked Xiao Zheng.
Yen Teng-kuei, who had arrived early, was kneeling next to the tea table. On the chair sat an old man with a head full of white hair and an unusually tall and sturdy figure.
Even though he was sitting on the chair, according to Xiao Zheng's estimation, the old man was at least 1.8 meters tall. In that era, 1.7 meters was considered a big man. How terrifying was the impact of a 1.8m man? And it was Old Man Yan who was in his eighties?
Excluding the reduced cost, the old man was at least 1.85 meters tall when he was young!
Old Man Yan, who had a special place in Xiao Zheng's heart, was now even taller.
He was so tall that people could only look up to him!
"Old Man Yan," Xiao Zheng ignored Yen Teng-kuei who was kneeling next to him and greeted the old man for the first time.
He had white hair, eagle eyes and a sharp face. A strong and majestic aura lingered in the room, so that with every step Xiao Zheng took, he felt the pressure was increasing.
Was this the horror of the old man?
Was this the supreme old man who was as famous as Lord Ye?
If the elders like Lu Dashan and Shang Jingtian were the gods, then the old man like Old Man Yan was the real ancient god, the supreme god …
"I've been waiting for you for a while." The old man moved the corner of his mouth, revealing an indescribable smile, and pointed to the chair next to him. "Sit."
"Thank you, Old Man Yan." Xiao Zheng slowly sat down. But in his heart, he was still guessing.
"Waiting for me for a while?"
"What for?"
"Revenge?"
"Although Yan Shang was not killed by me, he died because of me." It could be said that Xiao Zheng had a blood feud with the Yan family. Absolutely irreconcilable.
Now, he had joined hands with Shang Yao to defeat Yen Teng-kuei. The only male grandson of the old man. Even if the fight was permitted and consented by him. But if Xiao Zheng, an outsider, intervened in the fight of the family, would the old man be willing to accept it?
Various factors caused Xiao Zheng to be unable to calm down. After sitting down, his nerves were slightly tense. He did not dare to be careless.
No matter how arrogant and condescending Xiao Zheng was, it was difficult for him to be the slightest bit arrogant in front of this legendary old man. He had to be cautious before determining whether he was an enemy or a friend. He must not be tricked by the old fox or devoured by the fierce tiger …
In fact, the possibility of Xiao Zheng being "me" —
"Do you know that if Lord Ye hadn't protected you? You wouldn't have survived the day my grandson died? "
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