My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1637: If You’re Looking to Pick Up Girls, You’ll Be Disappointed

Chapter 1637: Chapter 1637: If You’re Looking to Pick Up Girls, You’ll Be Disappointed

Zhonghai City, under the blazing sun.

Honestly, Xiao Zheng felt he was not mentally prepared to come to this city, but with such a major incident happening to the Yuan Family and the Tang Family being wiped out by him, staying in Minzhong would worry his grandfather about someone seeking revenge.

Although Xiao Zheng himself was not worried about anyone’s revenge, he didn’t know why he felt this confident, but he didn’t want to implicate the Yuan Family, so he chose to leave.

Before leaving, he left Yuan Hao with some martial arts training methods and techniques from his memory, so that in the future, the Yuan Family would at least have the strength to fend off certain troubles.

He looked at the white clouds in the sky and the morning sun, his gaze somewhat dazed, before him lay a city, a gigantic city.

Landmark buildings were everywhere, with skyscrapers reaching into the sky.

Zhonghai City was the largest city nearby, and also the place most likely to help him find memories of the past, so he came here.

His abilities couldn’t possibly have come from nowhere; he understood that if even Great Grandmasters weren’t his match, then he could only be at the pinnacle of today’s martial arts.

Martial Saint

The thing that countless people pursue yet cannot attain.

As Xiao Zheng stared at the tall buildings and bustling crowds before him, images he had never seen before flashed through his mind.

He saw...

A man, whose face was unclear, holding an ancient long sword amidst the crowd, with a woman beside him whose face was equally unclear to Xiao Zheng.

The surrounding crowd cast eyes of reverence and even fanaticism at the man, half-kneeling on the ground, seemingly determined to pledge loyalty to him.

All around were cheers like mountains and seas, making a deafening roar.

Xiao Zheng was stunned; he couldn’t imagine such a scene truly existing in this world, nor could he imagine who the man accepting such worship could be.

For a moment, he lost his senses.

His clothes were seemingly tugged by someone from behind, jolting Xiao Zheng back to reality. Turning around, he found Yuan Ying looking at him with concern, her pretty face full of worry.

Xiao Zheng was taken aback, immediately realizing that his sudden daze had frightened this obedient girl.

He chuckled, messing up Yuan Ying’s long hair, then took her hand regardless of her pouty, slightly angry expression, and walked towards the hotel they’d previously chosen.

...

Long Qie emerged from the nameless bar with a contemplative look; this trip yielded quite a lot for him.

Some information that was difficult to understand, yet he felt a sense of something unusual within it...

He glanced back at the mysterious elder who extinguished the old oil lamp, once again shrouding himself in darkness, a glint flashing in his eyes.

If the whereabouts of the Evil God were his greatest gain on this trip, then encountering this reclusive Martial Saint master was his most unexpected discovery.

An elder living for a long time and possessing profound cultivation, hidden away in this inexplicable place running a shoddy bar, engaging in the intelligence trade, certainly provokes contemplation.

What happened in that era that led him to such a secluded life?

What significant connection does he have with Futu Base?

Where and how did he learn such details? He took from his pocket a few pieces of information acquired from the mysterious elder, which scattered across various regions of Huaxia, consisting of miscellaneous trivia. Why would a bar owner know so much?

Heh...

His gaze narrowed slightly, curiosity stirring within him.

If something indeed happened back then, would it involve conflicts between East and West? Could it be related to today’s eight sacred sites?

Or is there a larger enigma looming behind, waiting for everyone?

Is the world they see indeed the real world?

The more Long Qie’s thoughts delve, the more a fear rises within him—this fear not stemming from external matters but from within his heart, hesitating to uncover what he might discover.

A gentle breeze swept by, making Long Qie shiver slightly. He paused, slightly surprised that his physique, refined to the state of a Martial Saint, could feel chilled by a mere breeze.

Even a mega typhoon near its eye, with winds of level sixteen or seventeen, wouldn’t affect his movements in the slightest.

Unless...

He cast a glance towards the decrepit bar in the darkness, watching the elderly man wiping old cups and cheap liquor on the bar, with a streak of sharpness in his eyes.

But then he laughed, dismissing those unrealistic thoughts from his mind—at least until his abilities reach that level, he’s not qualified to pursue the so-called "truth." He stepped out of the alley.

Emerging from the narrow path, reuniting with the bustling city, Long Qie couldn’t help but assess the sprawling metropolis ahead.

Before and behind him appeared as opposites—one side vibrant and splendid, the other dilapidated and miserable. Perhaps indeed the world’s things require opposites to truly highlight themselves.

He shook his head, stepping towards the base’s direction.

...

Xiao Zheng’s path was blocked by a luxury car, leaving him puzzled.

"The young master is in a good mood today, decided to stay at this Lanfeng Hotel, and unexpectedly encountered a beauty."

A voice arrived before its owner—a man with sharp brows and bright eyes descended gracefully from the luxury car. Removing his sunglasses, he stood beside Yuan Ying, focusing solely on the girl, completely ignoring Xiao Zheng.

He bent over, bringing his face closer, with a charming smile on his handsome face.

Lan Fenghao was always confident, conquering many girls with his smile and prominent family background, never missing a mark. Whoever he wanted, he always obtained.

But this time, he was destined for disappointment.

Yuan Ying watched Lan Fenghao’s approaching face, her expression turning cold, yet maintaining calm and polite demeanor as she stepped back, distancing herself. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Lan Fenghao froze, seemingly surprised that this rather appealing woman not accustomed to the world reacted in such a manner. He chuckled awkwardly, bowing towards Yuan Ying, appearing very courteous.

"Apologies, miss. I was impolite just now. May I have the honor of buying you a drink?"

Yuan Ying felt a bit at a loss, opening her mouth in panic but suddenly remembering her inability to produce sound...

"I’m sorry, sir." Xiao Zheng slowly interjected between Lan Fenghao and Yuan Ying, his gaze intimidatingly calm: "If you’re looking to flirt, you might be disappointed."

Xiao Zheng remained expressionless, glaring at Lan Fenghao, his fierce eyes fixated on him.