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When Wang Honglin saw that jade talisman, its light flickered, and for a moment he was actually a bit puzzled.

He took the jade talisman, and suddenly his mind shook—an image of a handsome young man abruptly appeared before him.

This young man was none other than the Wang Family's Guardian God, Yang Fei.

For a hundred years, the Wang Family's lineage had been illustrious, standing tall without faltering.

Every ten or twenty years, a Tianjiao Disciple would emerge, growing into the family's Guardian God and sheltering the clan in peace.

From Old Master Wang, to Wang Yanru, then to Wang Xiaoshi, and now to Yang Fei.

These people were the Wang Family's true Pillars of Heaven; no matter how perilous the situation, as long as they were there, the Wang Family would never fall.

After Yang Fei returned, he successively subdued each Great Immortal Sect, and his status within the Wang Family became akin to a Deity.

So when Yang Fei's figure surfaced in front of him, Wang Honglin couldn't help but lower his hands and stand properly, bowing deeply.

Everyone present understood the relationship between Yang Fei and the Wang Family; who could possibly not know?

Seeing this legendary Living Immortal actually manifest his form.

Everyone hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei looked at Wang Honglin with a faint gaze, his expression utterly calm.

"I've always stayed out of family affairs, but this young man and Yanzi are my newly accepted Outer door disciples."

"Their marriage is to follow their own will. No family or outsider is allowed to interfere."

Once Yang Fei finished speaking, the phantom in mid-air gradually dissipated—it was merely a Divine Thought of Yang Fei made manifest.

"Yes, I will strictly follow True Man's command, I would never dare disobey."

Wang Honglin stood where he was, not daring to move, yet answered loudly.

Only after Yang Fei's Divine Thought phantom vanished did Wang Honglin slowly lift his head.

This time, the look in his eyes as he regarded Old Cat was utterly different; his gaze was filled with fervor.

This was the successor personally designated by Yang Fei, very likely the next Guardian God of the Wang Family.

The Guardian God's power was immense, his prestige lofty—he could dismiss even Wang Honglin, the Family Head, at will.

If Old Cat became the family's Guardian God, then Wang Honglin's branch would truly become the masters of the Wang Family.

Looking at Old Cat, Wang Honglin's voice turned extremely cordial, even a bit fawning.

"Young man, you never explained clearly what your relationship with Master Yang is, and just barged recklessly into the Wang Family like this."

"If Master Yang hadn't personally appeared, we would have almost offended an honored guest. You really are young and don't understand matters."

Though Wang Honglin was reproving Old Cat, anyone could see it.

Within his scolding was a touch of kindness, like an elder father chiding his own son.

After he finished speaking, Wang Honglin personally took Old Cat by the arm and led him over to his daughter Yanzi's side.

He placed Yanzi's hand into Old Cat's palm and said heartily,

"Since Master Yang has spoken, what else can I say? Today I'll hand Yanzi over to you, and hope you treat her well."

Old Cat held Yanzi's soft hand, his heart pounding wildly, though his face remained calm.

He and Yanzi bowed together to Wang Honglin.

"Many thanks for your great kindness in bringing us together, Uncle."

Wang Honglin let out a cheerful laugh, looking at Old Cat with a reproving yet affectionate gaze.

"It's already come to this, and you're still calling me 'Uncle'?"

Old Cat suddenly understood, hurriedly changed the address, and thanked him once more.

As Wang Honglin did all this, he never once looked at Zhou Mingde, nor at any of the other guests, as if everything was perfectly natural and proper.

With this sudden twist, Circulation's eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, his teeth grinding audibly.

He suddenly shouted out,

"No, I object, I refuse to accept this!"

Circulation prided himself on being the Zhou Family's Tianjiao Disciple—when had he ever endured such a humiliating disgrace?

He immediately lost control and erupted.

As soon as the words left Circulation's mouth, Wang Honglin's face darkened abruptly, and he looked coolly at Zhou Mingde.

"Brother Zhou, how can a Zhou Family Disciple behave so wantonly in front of my Wang Family's Guardian God?"

Zhou Mingde said nothing, his face ashen.

"What damn Guardian God, your Wang Family are just treacherous, faithless scoundrels…"

Circulation burst out cursing, his emotions pushed to the extreme.

But before he could finish, Zhou Mingde suddenly turned around and slapped him hard across the face.

"Dad…"

The rest of Circulation's words were slapped back down his throat by Zhou Mingde.

He looked at Zhou Mingde, wronged and furious, and roared aloud.

Zhou Mingde's face was as calm and dark as still water, and he looked at Circulation coolly.

"What, you won't accept this?"

As the Zhou Family's Tianjiao Disciple, Circulation had always gotten whatever he wanted; when had he ever suffered such humiliation? In an instant his rage flared uncontrollably.

"Of course I don't accept it—it was the people of the Wang Family who broke faith first and humiliated our Zhou Family…"

Smack!

Zhou Mingde gave him another heavy slap across the cheek.

"You're still spewing nonsense—are you really trying to drag our entire family into the abyss?"

"All those years you studied abroad, did you feed all that knowledge to the dogs? What did our elite family education teach you?"

"What kind of existence are True Man Yang's disciples? Since this gentleman and Miss Yanzi are bound by feelings and righteousness, my Zhou Family should, as gentlemen, help fulfill such a bond."

"Your lack of measure is only inviting misfortune upon the Zhou Family."

Hearing this, Circulation finally understood what Zhou Mingde meant.

The Wang Family's Guardian God, True Man Yang, wielded power across the land and had faintly become Huaxia's number one.

With True Man Yang's status and position, no major family could be mentioned in the same breath as him.

To the nation, even a behemoth like the Wang Family wasn't as valuable as a single finger of True Man Yang.

A single Dragon Group wielded power across the land, suppressing both righteous and evil paths, laying the very foundation of Huaxia.

While an ordinary major family, to the country, was ultimately dispensable.

If the Zhou Family offended Yang Fei.

With just one sentence from him, this vast clan could very well fracture and collapse with a rumbling crash.

Thinking of this, Circulation looked again at Zhou Mingde's pale face and fearful eyes, and couldn't help shivering.

In that instant, Tianfu's mind cleared, and he respectfully stepped forward, bowing deeply to Old Cat and Yanzi.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know this Dao Brother was under True Man Yang's tutelage. I offended you just now—please, you must forgive me."

Old Cat and Yanzi were both somewhat stunned.

Though the two of them had guessed at Yang Fei's terrifying influence, they hadn't expected it to be this overwhelming.

Old Cat was still that same little Lieutenant.

But with the 'disciple of True Man Yang' halo above his head, he suddenly became someone altogether different.

The crowd snapped out of their shock and all came forward to meet Old Cat, get acquainted, and hand over business cards.

"Congratulations to you both for fulfilling your wish—truly a Perfect Match, an immortal couple."

"This is my card; you must come by my humble home for a proper drink sometime."

"Lovers finally become family—may you grow old together and have children early!"

...

The elders present, valuing their status, didn't necessarily step up to flatter.

But all the middle-aged and young people crowded forward, offering their congratulations to Old Cat and Yanzi.

Yanzi's mother also walked up with a warm smile, sizing up Old Cat and praising him twice.

"No wonder you were able to enter True Man Yang's tutelage at such a young age—you really do have an extraordinary appearance. Auntie's temper is blunt, my words have often offended you; don't take it to heart."

Old Cat stared dumbly at Yanzi; Yanzi looked slightly embarrassed, then suddenly couldn't help bursting into laughter.

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