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"Eldest Young Master Hai, you're planning to leave just like that."

Hai Kun turned his head, looked at Li Mingyi and said coldly: "You still intend to take action, you must know that if you touch me, you will not have a good ending."

Hai Kun immediately threatened Li Mingyi.

"F * ck, a mere second-generation rich man dares to threaten your father even in the face of death, do you really think you're your father?"

Li Mingyi secretly cursed.

Then, he directly punched out towards Hai Kun.

With a twist of his right hand, one of Hai Kun's arms was severed.

A young master like Hai Kun, how could he bear the pain of having his arm cut off?

Immediately fainting and unconscious, Li Mingyi despised this kind of scumbag the most. After taking care of Hai Kun, he ignored him and left on his own.

He was also prepared to get his revenge. Although the Hai family was not a famous family in the area, they could still be considered to be powerful.

But Li Mingyi did not think much of it, if a few came, he would be able to take care of them.

But after a few days had passed, no one came to find trouble with Li Mingyi. Li Mingyi felt strange in his heart.

However, he felt a lot more at ease. Regardless of the reason why the other party gave up, there was still one less problem and his own life was much easier.

Although she was not afraid, Tang Xiaoxiao was still by her side. If those silkpants decided to target Tang Xiaoxiao, it would be troublesome.

However, his relationship with Qing'Er seemed to be getting better and better.

Ah ~ invincible how lonely!

"Zhongtian, one of the patriarchs of the Top Three Families. Fifty-two years old, thirty families, internal energy cultivation …"

"Li Ji, one of the patriarchs of the Last Five Families. Forty years old.

"Mo Ming, one of the patriarchs of the Last Five Families. Age thirty-two.

It was a cluttered office, the door shut, papers discarded on the floor, ashtrays full, plants beginning to turn yellow.

It was obvious that the owner of the office hadn't done botanical care for a long time. Those who didn't know what crazy office worker was already so busy that they couldn't even manage their own office properly.

A man wearing glasses and a shirt was sitting in front of a computer. His hands were quickly tapping on the keyboard, recording something, even with the air conditioner on.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He was clearly in a state of high concentration, like a dutiful typist frantically typing in the documents and information needed for a mission.

But if anyone came in here, they would pick up any piece of paper that was scattered on the ground and carefully examine it.

Everyone in the ancient martial world would be surprised to find that this was an important material that everyone dreamed of obtaining.

Hua Yu was a typist, a lowly typist in a state-run company. Every day, he would sit at his computer desk and carefully record every single document for the company.

Often to work late into the night or even occasionally through the night, with the most common salary, doing the most common job.

He was waiting for the day when he would be 'summoned'.

Last night, a man in black suddenly appeared in his apartment on the 17th floor. When he handed him an envelope, he knew that this day had finally come.

Hua Yu didn't know much about his own family background. When he was young, he had heard from his family's elders that his family could be considered a martial arts family.

But the work of the ancestors seemed to be to help a large family make history-like records of events that would have influenced history, but after the Second World War in the last century.

From that time on, Huanyu's grandfather told his descendants that they would live on in this world like ordinary people until the day they were 'summoned'.

Hua Yu had always been curious about this so-called 'big family', but his grandfather and father had always kept their mouths shut.

So his curiosity was never answered, but his father was an alcoholic, and on the night he learned that Huayu had gone to college, his father had had a whim and had had a few more drinks.

It was only at that time that Hua Yu learned that his ancestor's surname was not Hua. Instead, Hua was given a surname. This surname came from that mysterious' large family '.

One of the Fifty Noble Families of China's Hua Family.

"Ah!" "I'm so tired, damn it, what the hell is this? There are so many of them."

Hua Yu collapsed onto a chair and rubbed his aching hands as he looked at the nearly 100-page word file on the computer.

He could not help but complain, "Although it's good for the great financial backer to come out again, at least I don't have to worry about starving. "Although I am a practitioner, how can I withstand such a darned torture?"

However, this was good as well. He had finally finished recording all of these things. He felt much more relaxed as he grumbled and thought about them.

Looking at the scattered papers on the ground, many of them were dilapidated manuscripts. Hua Yu was only looking for speed when recording the contents of the papers, so he didn't take a good look at the contents.

Even though he was summoned, Hua Yu was still completely unaware of the appearance of such an influential family. He only received the envelope at the same time.

He found out that there was a sum of hundreds of thousands of dollars that had been transferred into his bank account as' salary '. This made him more curious about the big family that had made his ancestors depend on it for generations.

Hua Yu looked around and quickly patted his head. The window and door were tightly locked. How could there still be people peeking?

He pulled the file to the top and started at the beginning.

Information about the various clans, as well as the rankings of the various clans throughout the years … There were also detailed explanations of the various families' influences.

The more Hua Yu read, the more shocked he became. If this document were taken out to the outside world, people would think it was a modern martial arts novel!

However, Hua Yu knew that all of this was real. This was another shadow world hidden in the real world, which was the Ancient Martial Realm.

Of the fifty clans in China, the Hua Clan had impressively appeared in the second place.

Immediately, Hua Yu's questions were answered.

At this moment, Hua Yu, who had been focusing his energy, noticed a shadow flash across his screen!

His body sprang up like a spring, and at the same time, a crack appeared on his computer table.

"Ma, Ma Su, what a strong inner force!"

In between his retorts, Hua Yu's body had already completed a 360 degree turn and landed on the ground. However, he didn't have the time to catch his breath as his hands protected his chest's aura sea, blocking the attacker's punch.