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Shenzhen, Green Gang headquarters.

Second Master Jia had been staying at the headquarters all night as he sat on his right protector's seat. Looking at the empty meeting room, which no longer had its usual hubbub, he felt like something had been lost in his heart.

This year, Second Master Jia who was in his seventies had a healthy body, but he had a secret, and that was that his eyes were gradually losing their light. This was a secret, and very few in the Qing Gang knew about it, let alone going out.

This was because the Second Master Jia was the leader of the Qing Gang. If anything happened to him, the Qing Gang would be embroiled in an endless struggle for power and benefits.

Everyone was living under the banner of the Qing Gang. Whether it was the eight kings or the elders, they were still relying on the Qing Gang. The Qing Gang gathered everyone together, while Second Master Jia restricted everyone's authority to a limit.

If it weren't for the Second Master Jia, then perhaps ten years ago, when Sect Leader Tang mysteriously went missing, Qing Gang would have already fallen into an endless internal conflict, and eventually dissipate into the clouds of history.

Thinking about it, the Second Master Jia let out a long sigh.

He looked at the Dragon Head seat beside him and muttered to himself, "I know what I want. However … "I can't let it go …"

"Ning has grown up as well, but …" Sigh! "Ning'er is too mischievous and isn't suited to be a dragon head position. Even if he does become a dragon head, this old man will still be able to maintain his balance. If this old man leaves that day, with his age and prestige, he might not be able to suppress the others!"

Second Master Jia stood up and slowly walked around the head of the dragon heads alone in the empty meeting room.

"Second girl is like you, she's a bit ruthless, but it's only a few points. More importantly, Second girl is still a girl …" Girl is not suitable... "Not suitable..."

The Second Master Jia muttered to himself as he slowly sat down.

Silence returned to the meeting room once again. Second Master Jia did not speak, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, no one seemed to be there.

Creak … Suddenly, the door opened and an old man with a head full of white hair like Second Master Jia walked in slowly.

Hearing familiar footsteps getting closer and closer, Second Master Jia slowly opened his eyes, lowered his eyes and asked: "Is it done? "The pressure on the outside should be gone already, but it can still be maintained for another ten years …"

However, the old man shook his head.

"Hmm?"

Second Master Jia's eyes suddenly opened, he looked at the old man in disbelief, and asked: "What's going on? He didn't agree? Did you get rid of him? "

"Ning Que, Ning Que, why are you …"

Second Master Jia looked like he was disappointed and disappointed, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"I don't see anyone else."

Elder Ning slowly walked over.

"How are you going to reply if you don't see him …"

As Elder Ning got closer, Second Master Jia also followed the dim light in the meeting room. He saw the person approaching, but his words were forced forward and his eyes widened, as if he was looking at a ghost, looking at the old man in disbelief.

"You … "You …"

Second Master Jia extended his right hand that was like a dried twig and pointed it at Elder Ning. His muddy eyes that had sunk into the deep pit also slightly trembled.

Elder Ning's face was pale and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Under the dim light, his Tang suit and the floating blood looked like a terrifying ghost!

"Old man Ning!" "What's wrong with you!"

The Second Master Jia stepped forward to support Elder Ning, asking with concern, "Who was the one who injured you to such an extent!? "How could this be …"

Elder Ning sat down slowly with the support of the Second Master Jia. He waved his hand and shook it, swallowing a mouthful of blood. I met a peak yellow level expert... I almost didn't come back! "

"Peak of Yellow Rank!"

Second Master Jia inhaled a breath of cold air. In his 70 years of life, he had only seen two cultivators, and the person in front of him was actually injured by an expert with a higher cultivation!

Elder Ning was recovering his Qi and suppressing his wounds as he spoke, "Un! Although... I lost after only five moves, but I felt it! If another few days passes... He might even be able to step into Qi Cultivating Stage … Cough cough! "

"Alright!" Don't talk for now! First, let's take a good rest! "

Second Master Jia stroked Elder Ning's back, his mottled white hair frowning. His expression became gratified, and he consoled, "It's good that you came back alive, it's good that you came back alive!"

"En!"

Elder Ning nodded and started circulating his inner force to gradually heal the internal injuries he had suffered.

Before he came back, he had already healed himself once. However, in order to get back to his base faster, he only healed his internal injuries. It was not easy to travel back.

Ever since Sect Leader Tang disappeared mysteriously ten years ago, the number of people who participated in the meeting gradually decreased. In the end, only the few Elders who stayed behind to guard the Qing Gang were left, Second Master Jia decided to just stop the meeting room. As a result, there were no people around the entire meeting room.

But now, there were only two old men left in the huge Qing Gang headquarters. Elder Ning, supported by the Second Master Jia, slowly walked into a resting room. No one would disturb them here.

Second Master Jia was quietly watching him from the sofa at the side. He knew that internal injuries could not be healed simply by going to the hospital to have a look, and for cultivators like Elder Ning, internal injuries could only be cured by self-treatment or by elixirs and special doctors. However, the Qing Gang did not have these two conditions, so they could only rely on Elder Ning to recuperate.

As time passed, Elder Ning's expression gradually returned to normal and she gradually opened her eyes.

When the drowsy Second Master Jia saw him opening his eyes, he immediately became spirited. After adjusting his posture, he asked: "Are you feeling better?"

Elder Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and nodded. "It's much better now. It's fine if we just take care of it for a month. That person probably showed mercy. It seems like he doesn't want to put me to death."

Second Master Jia could not help but ask, "Who exactly is that person?"

He frowned slightly, this time Elder Ning was heading north, according to his original plan, to cause trouble for the Black Dragon Society, and teach the Black Dragon Society's Dragon Head a lesson. Not only did he not seek to kill him, he only needed to teach him a lesson and let him know that the Qing Gang was not that easy to mess with.

But plans never keep pace with change.

"I don't know him, but the inner force attribute in his body doesn't seem to belong to any of the southern sects."

Elder Ning shook his head.

"From outside?"

The Second Master Jia guessed: "He stopped you from killing Yang Zhi?"

In recent Chinese history, there had indeed been many clans and sects that had moved overseas. The most famous ones were the Zhao Family that was rumored to be related to the Japanese Yin Yang Master Family, and also the He Family of Nanyang. This was only noticed because Qing Gang was connected to both sides of the underground world.

Elder Ning pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "He didn't say anything. He only found me, and then he injured me."

This time, it was the Second Master Jia who muttered to himself.

After a long while, Second Master Jia opened his mouth again and let out a long sigh: "Let's leave it like this for now."

"I guess we can only do this for now."

Elder Ning nodded and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He hoped the most for them not to face that person. Only cultivators like them knew how terrifying it was to face the suppression of absolute strength.

But then, Elder Ning remembered something. He raised his head and frowned, "What about the Northern Peng Family?"

Second Master Jia said as he rolled his eyes at Elder Ning, "Can the words of that little scoundrel be used by the Patriarch? If he were to say so, I will agree immediately! But he wasn't … "Let's wait and see how it turns out first."

"Hey, I know."