"Wen Renxi!"

Declaring a mocking tone in her eyes, she heard vivid whispers from people: "You carry the scent of an heir! You are not raised for outsiders! Since you are both an inheritor and an heir, your conduct must be considered! Listening to others' affairs is of your interest!"

"The affection of children, put it aside!"

I heard Renxi's smile. Have you spoken again?

Only that smile seemed meaningful.

"I want to join the World Trade Organization."

After a while, she suddenly said.

"Impossible."

Hearing this, he immediately refused: "You have no aura and completely lack self-protection skills; you're all Yuan Ying. What do you plan to do? Ye Zhi doesn't care. Why do you continue to meddle? If any mishap occurs, the things I hear about you, won't they ruin my future?"

"I say,"

Wen Renxi repeated, "I want to join the World Trade Organization."

She didn't say "I want," but used a very affirmative word. From start to finish, this wasn't a discussion, but an announcement.

"I can't do it."

Recognizing the severity of the issue, Wen Renxu said: "The major clans later asked the elders, and if the elders agree, I'll let you join the world."

In the afternoon, the sun settled on the winding river surface, reflecting glittering fragments of light, illuminating the branches where leaves were sparse, revealing a deep autumn loneliness.

Among the sparse treetops, a slender figure leaned against a trunk. The eyes that once nurtured the sun and moon gently closed at this moment. Only at this time, the young face revealed a trace of fatigue hidden in the soul, lingering in the autumn wind.

Time didn't know how long it lasted, the originally golden sun hanging in the noonday sky unconsciously shifted westward, red yet not dazzling, rendering the surrounding clouds with a layer of blood-like tint, which was extremely rare.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, a fleeting glimpse of fatigue on his face. He didn't stand up, subtly gazing in the direction of the sky. He mocked and shook his head: "Too fast."

Then he slowly straightened up, looking at the rapidly magnifying figure before him, murmuring: "This time, it might really be hopeless."

Before his voice settled, the air in front of him was filled with intense ripples, followed by more than ten figures bursting out of the sky. A dark pressure covered the western sunset, with everyone gazing at the slightly lazy young man sitting atop the tree.

"So fast?"

The young man glanced at them casually and laughed: "How did you know I was here? Instead of going to Jianghai City to find me?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Pei Shan, the leader of the Pei family, was indeed an enemy. His eyes reddened upon seeing him. Wearing a green suit without wind, he stood loudly hunting. He glared coldly at Ye Fengsheng and cursed: "I didn't expect you to be so bold. If you learned the skills of these three ethnic groups, what do you think?"

Ye Fengsheng raised his eyebrows to look at him. Although he knew him well, there was still a fleeting doubt in his eyes. Then he pretended to reply coldly: "Now I regret repaying Pei Chunzhen's heart too early. If that technique were still in my hands, how could you, Pei Shan, dare to turn like this?"

"Ye Fengsheng, don't say it."

This is a significant matter that happened. I couldn't bear to see Ye Fengsheng and Pei Shan fighting here. Hearing the voices of the two elders, I looked into their eyes: "My family received the news that you not only studied Pei Chunzhen's intent decision, but also secretly studied our family's Hidden Intent decision. I'm here for that. I hope you can speak honestly."

"Is it so?"

This is a matter that cannot be admitted. Ye Fengsheng looked straight at him and said, "I say no, do you believe me? You and Bei Yuming are so eager to teach, will you leave me because of my single word?"

"Since you are 'whether you believe it or not,' why come to me with this nonsense, just do it."

"What's the significance of this matter? If there is no reason, who would frame you like this?"

In his heart, he scolded the old ancestor of Lu Chen for eighteen generations. Ye Fengsheng asked, "Who told you I learned Zen practice?"

"Are you listening to someone's gossip, or is it he who Pei people speak of? The two elders promised me not to intervene in this matter, but still can't sit still now. I thought only Pei would turn and not believe, but I didn't expect to hear someone better than Pei. When I was killed by someone in the South China Sea, I'm afraid I can't escape."

"Nonsense!"

Hearing Ye Fengsheng's words, I was very annoyed; I heard the children couldn't stand it, made a noise, and were stopped by the two elders. The two elders glanced at Ye Fengsheng and said: "Who told me? I can't say, but our family's Zen practice was indeed taught to our family. Our inheritance will be returned to our family. This meditation will ultimately pass through your hands, so this matter is still the same, ensuring it is safe."

"Joking!"

Ye Fengsheng found it amusing, sneered: "I have to return my Zen practice to you, but is this already my crime? According to the two elders' meaning, I have to relinquish my meditation. This is the reason for keeping secrets in life?"

The two elders looked at each other and smiled faintly but did not answer the question. Instead, they said, "Since it has already happened, we must find a solution. This skill is significant for the ancient ones. You were once a person of Ye's. You should clearly understand the pros and cons. I hope you won't make it difficult for me to achieve this."

"Is it so?"

Ye Fengsheng's words became more sarcastic: "Because of uncertain news, you and the Pei family joined forces to join the World Trade Organization. If you find the meditation decision on me, you'll be pleased. If you kill me together, you'll return. But if you don't know, can you let Pei Shan sit aside empty-handed?"

"Here..."

Hearing this, the two elders were somewhat shocked and didn't know how to answer.

Ye Fengsheng coldly glanced at the two clan elders before him and sneered: "For hundreds and thousands of years, doing such things indeed chills the heart. If someone like Ye Fengsheng appears in the future, how dare you return your skills?"

"Good at arguing!"

Pei Shan said coldly: "Right or wrong? Today, you can't leave anymore. Ye Fengsheng's blood must repay the Pei family's life."

"Who kills who gets killed by others."

Ye Fengsheng coldly replied: "You have a murderous heart, but you don't want life to retaliate. How could there be such truth in the world? You, Pei Shan, bow your head in front of everyone and admit defeat, saying 'this ends here.' If you don't believe it, send someone to kill me. Now you dare to be so rampant. Can your heart be as solid as a rock?"

"Is there a precedent for the outflow of ancient Chinese Kung Fu? As the elder of the Pei family, I naturally have the obligation and authority to ensure the integrity of the Pei family. At this moment, right or wrong is useless. Since I have already joined the World Trade Organization, what kind of result will you have does not require my repetition. Up to now, let this farce end on today's drawing."

So Pei Shan turned, looked at the two elders who were listening to him, and said: "Please do it. If Ye Fengsheng truly learned Zen practice, then you and I will join forces to kill him. If not, please let the people on the wall watch once. Do not meddle in this matter. Pei Shan will have a good report in the future."

The two elders heard and looked at Pei for a while. Finally, they gave up on persuading words, put what they wanted to say in their hearts, stopped, looked at Ye Fengsheng, and said: "Let go of the body aura's protection. I need to use a secret method to feel whether there are traces of our family meditation decision within you."

Ye Feng lifted his voice, raised an eyebrow at him, shook his head, and said: "I refuse."