Old Man Wang, Lie Mengmeng, and Father Wang's various fans and readers who had volunteered to attend the parent-teacher conference on Wang Ling's behalf under the pretext of updating his novel … But since junior high school, Father Wang had stopped taking care of the parent-teacher conference, leaving it to Wang Ling.
After receiving the news about the parent-teacher conference, he had been wondering who he should ask to represent him.
In the end, it just so happened that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had come knocking on their door.
Staring at the parent-teacher meeting notice, the man in white fell into deep thought.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had been invited to quite a number of conferences over the years as the leader of the cultivation forum as well as the chat group leader of old cultivation forum friends. Most of them were banquet level.
Take this year as an example. Up until May, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had participated in the Xiao Family Compound's Love Charity Fireworks Festival to contribute to the children in poor mountainous areas who couldn't afford to buy an Immortal Sword. He had attended his cousin Grenade-Throwing Grandma's birthday party, and had been forced to perform his ultimate skill of catching a blade bare-handed. He had also participated in the Tai Chi Wrestling Club, where Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had represented the Tai Chi side and brought honor to the Tai Chi sect.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had thought that he was already a battle-hardened and fearless person who had seen all kinds of big scenes.
However, when he saw the parent-teacher conference notice that Wang Ling had stuffed into his hands, his hands couldn't help trembling.
He felt very gloomy!
I'm just a kid! A golden bachelor! Why did he have to attend the parent-teacher conference!?
Wang Ling patted Classmate Lei Mouren on the shoulder and looked at the aggrieved child in front of him, who looked like a child over two thousand years old, with a smile that said he had a long way to go.
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When they left the Wang family, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal stood at the entrance of the Wang family's small villa with a solemn look in his eyes as the night breeze ruffled his hair. His white robes fluttered in the wind. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was about to say goodbye to the holy land in his heart. At that moment, he suddenly felt the same sadness he had felt when he was a child watching the national flag slowly descend from the school sports field after school.
"Xiaolei, come and play often when you have time." Nurse Wang stood at the door and waved her hand. Her shout interrupted the man's thoughts.
"Thank you, senior, for your hospitality!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal bowed deeply to Mother Wang.
"I'm really sorry. Ling Ling's grandfather is already asleep, and his father is still writing. He could have given you a ride to the station. "
"Junior doesn't dare to disturb Senior Wang's rest. Since Senior Wang is busy … forget it. Actually, this junior is also a very easy-going person … "
"This is Ling Ling's mask, as well as the broccoli. Ling Ling has already put the mask into a mold, and I've wrapped the broccoli in plastic wrap for you." Mother Wang smiled as she held a bag in her hand.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal took the bag with both hands. "Thank you, senior, for your trouble."
"Xiao Lei, take care. Be careful on the road. "
"En, then I won't disturb Senior any longer. Brother Ling and I are as close as brothers, and I've been looking for this mask for a long time. Since Brother Ling has generously given me this mask, I'll definitely pay you a visit some other day to express my gratitude! "After saying this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal bowed to Mother Wang again. He watched as the door to the Wang family's small villa closed. Then, carrying the bag in his hand, he slowly disappeared into the night on the deserted road.
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Standing in the bedroom, Wang Ling gazed out the window as Classmate Lei Mouren left.
From the moment he was born until now, he couldn't be more familiar with the aura around the Wang family's small villa.
He could immediately sense any unfamiliar aura.
Ever since he had found the stone ghost mask online, the Wang family's small villa had been under Landscape Manor's secret surveillance. This group of people thought they were very secretive, but they hadn't escaped Wang Ling's senses at all.
There was a reason why Wang Ling had asked Mother Wang to send the stone ghost mask away at the villa's entrance. It felt like he was taking away a ticking time bomb.
Thus, in a short period of time, the gazes and auras monitoring the Wang family's small villa quickly reacted and immediately switched targets …
The small road in front of the Wang family's small villa was called East Huang Road. There were very few cars and few people on this road. In addition to the buses that drove to the bus stop closest to the Wang family's small villa, there were also some large trucks that transported resources from neighboring cities.
But it was very obvious that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who was walking alone on East Huang Road, had sensed a malicious aura following him not long after he had left the Wang family's small villa.
This feeling was too familiar …
For Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who had courted death so many times, he was extremely experienced in both tracking and anti-tracking.
"This group of people has reacted, just as Brother Ling predicted!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help sighing in his heart.
Back at the Wang family's small villa, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had heard Wang Ling talk about this group of people from Landscape Manor.
In the last few days, Landscape Manor had visited the Wang family several times to spend a huge sum of money to buy the stone ghost mask …
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal naturally wasn't a fool, and naturally guessed Landscape Manor's intentions. Those who were interested in this mask were mostly people with evil intentions. They desired to obtain the legendary power that existed in the mask.
Thus, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal believed that an evil object like the stone ghost mask couldn't be easily leaked out.
After Wang Ling obtained the stone ghost mask, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's next step was to first find someone to investigate the maker of the stone ghost mask. There were very few craftsmen in the world who could use primordial black crystal to refine tools. That was the hardest metal in the universe! So as long as he could find this craftsman, he would be able to follow the clues to the other stone ghost mask …
But before that …
He had to get rid of those rats behind him.
The white figure strolling through the night on East Huang Road gradually came to a stop.
At the same time, the man in white could clearly sense that the three auras following him were also startled.
Hidden in the darkness behind him, the three auras had obviously used concealment talismans. When he turned around, he couldn't see any trace of them, only a faint mist.
Among the three people in the mist, one of the men looked a little mature, and was the supervisor sent by Landscape Manor. Standing next to him were two subordinates, one tall and one short; they were the two men in suits who had come to the Wang family's small villa for negotiations yesterday.
The three men's gazes were fixed on the man in white in front of them, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks and then turned his head slightly … His gaze was as calm as water, piercing through the mist like a sharp blade to fix on the three people hidden in the dark.
At that moment, the three of them held their breaths and didn't dare move at all …
"How … how is this possible?!" The supervisor was sweating profusely.
The Lord of the Castle had personally made the concealment talismans on them, and it was impossible for anyone below the Soul Formation stage to sense them!
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