Retired for A Hundred Years: Re-Employment for the Apocalypse Bigshot!-Chapter 329 - 324: Meeting

Approaching 10 o’clock, the stands at Anhe Square were almost full.

A total of 2,000 VIP tickets were issued, and now over 1,800 people had arrived, with more entering through the security gate.

Bai Xiaotang stood in line, feeling slightly nervous.

From her position, she could see part of the stands, which were already packed with people.

"Whew... so nervous... I didn’t expect so many people to come..." a student next to her said, patting their chest.

"Me too, it feels like everyone from Anhe is here."

"Don’t be silly. Not all the audience in the stands are from Anhe City. I’ve heard that people who can get into the stands have significant status." A boy from another school leaned in mysteriously to say.

Bai Xiaotang turned her head slightly and listened intently.

"I’ve heard a lot of top leaders from Beijing came this time, so the grand ceremony’s stand tickets weren’t publicly announced but were given away."

"Really? From Beijing?"

"Yes. My cousin just joined the city’s bureau and has been assigned by the leaders for duty. They said many heavyweight leaders came this time. It’s crucial that no problems occur over these few days, especially with the Outer Continent guests."

"Oh, right, a lot of people from the Outer Continent came? I heard the Lane family from Jiazhou also sent people."

"Lane family? Sounds familiar..."

"The Laine Boxing was invented by the Lane family." Bai Xiaotang couldn’t help but interject, and the friends around her suddenly realized, then indignantly said, "Hmph, losers!"

"Thick-skinned scoundrels."

"Pah, shameless!"

Ji Ning, who was about to come over to Bai Xiaotang: ...

No need to say it like that.

Ji Ning stood not far away, observing Bai Xiaotang, who was natural in the line, and did not disturb her.

Bai Xiaotang’s queue was in the middle of the stands, and Ji Ning needed to go to the opposite stands.

There were seats for the high-ranking officials of the Huazhou Alliance, and the heads of the three major families would also sit there.

Despite the stands being only about 100 meters apart, the security on the other side was five or six times stronger than here.

Ji Ning also sensed superpower fluctuations from 14th Rank superpower users among the three families, a total of six people, two from each family.

In this era, to reach the 14th Rank of superpower level, besides talent, it requires enormous resources for cultivation.

Ji Ning’s gaze swept over these individuals and focused on one elderly man.

If she guessed correctly, he should be Fu Yuanxuan’s grandfather, the head of the Fu Family, Fu Ninghao.

Fu Ninghao was the grandson of Fu Huayu, and among the three families now, he was the only one who had met Ji Ning’s three younger brothers.

Ji Ning was very interested in him and wanted to understand from him her three younger brothers’ lives in their later years.

Fu Ninghao was dressed very simply, not in military uniform, with a gray old cadre jacket, holding a thermos cup in his hand, appearing just like an ordinary retired old man here to watch the fun.

But his long-term military life endowed him with an imposing aura, intimidating even without anger, making those around him particularly well-behaved.

Ji Ning observed for a while before walking over slowly.

Before approaching the stands, she was stopped by a group of High-level Superpower Users.

They weren’t masked and were dressed like ordinary people, but their levels weren’t weak, at least at the 10th Rank.

Ji Ning raised her arm to reveal her suppression ring.

Their eyes widened, and without saying anything, they made way for her.

Ji Ning’s suppression ring was unlike the others, in the shape of a lifelike Phoenix, unmatched across the Hua Continent.

Only superpower users over the 12th Rank had suppression rings with special patterns.

Yet now, Ji Ning’s superpower level remained unknown.

One had to admire Li Wenxin’s boldness back then.

Ji Ning ascended the stands without further obstruction.

Beyond the previous security check, those in the stands had much more freedom, and security didn’t seem as tight as below.

Ji Ning sat down beside Fu Ninghao without interference from anyone.

Clearly, Fu Ninghao had instructed them in advance.

"Here?" Fu Ninghao turned and looked at her, his eyes filled with appreciation and a hint of probing.

Ji Ning softly "hmm"ed, her gaze calm as she looked into his eyes, as if seeing someone through them.

Though it was their first meeting, they conversed like old friends who had known each other for decades, with no hint of unfamiliarity in their words.

Those sitting around Fu Ninghao intentionally or unintentionally left, giving them space.

Fu Ninghao gazed at her face intently, his look filled with a sense of nostalgia as he sighed, "He always said no matter how skilled the painter, they could never capture the essence of the person. I never believed it until I saw you."

Ji Ning’s gaze softened slightly, "Are you so sure?"

"When your name and photo appeared, I believed it fifty percent; when you emerged from the Jiuming Mountain crypt’s secret path, I believed it eighty percent. Now seeing you in person, I believe it. Although it seems unbelievable, I am willing to trust his judgment. Even if you are a fake, I am convinced at this moment."

Fu Ninghao’s voice wasn’t particularly old, but it carried the aura of age.

Ji Ning smiled, turning to look toward the square, with a hint of self-mockery, "What does it matter to believe or not? It’s just the vicissitudes of time."

"He said you were incredibly wise, seeing through everything clearly, the goal he wanted to pursue all his life, yet no matter how hard he tried, he wasn’t even a fraction of you. He died with regrets."

Fu Ninghao’s eyes never left Ji Ning, as if looking at a cherished person.

But Ji Ning remained calm, only glancing at him, "Indeed, a regret, as I didn’t teach him for very long."

Fu Ninghao was momentarily speechless, then began to laugh, "He said you never speak politely. Indeed, that’s true..."

Ji Ning looked forward, her lips slowly curving upward.

"Mr. Fu, I heard your laughter from afar. What brings you such joy?" A familiar voice came from the distance, and Fu Ninghao’s smile remained, turning his head to jokingly scold, "You troublemaker! What’s wrong with the old man having a laugh?"

A middle-aged man with glasses approached slowly.

Ji Ning had seen him before, in the meeting chamber of the Huazhou Alliance.

At that time, he sat opposite Li Wenxin.

The middle-aged man was smiling when he approached, apologizing to Fu Ninghao, and then looked at Ji Ning, pretending it was their first meeting, "Mr. Fu, who might this be..."

Fu Ninghao’s smile slightly faded as he glanced at Ji Ning, "An ageless friend of the old man."

"... An ageless friend?" The middle-aged man looked at Ji Ning in surprise, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Fu Ninghao pushed him a couple of times, "What’s wrong? Can’t the old man make friends? Get out of here... seeing you annoys me! Just as slippery as your father."

The relationship between the two families was clearly very good.

Then others came to see Fu Ninghao, also showing their faces in front of Ji Ning.

Though they did not communicate with Ji Ning, the scrutinizing glances were many, seemingly curious about her relation to the Fu Family.

Ji Ning pressed her lips together, the warmth in her eyes gradually turning cold.

It seemed the events on the ship had not spread.