The person in charge of Tianmen suddenly clapped his hands, which startled Ma Wenshan. He looked at the person in charge in shock.
"Is it possible you could hear what I said?"
"It's natural. I forgot to tell you two. I am also a monk. Although the gap between me and Mr. Jiang is like the difference between a pebble and Mount Tai, my facial features are much stronger than those of ordinary people. You two do
I can spot any small movement clearly."
Although the person in charge of Tianmen was smiling all over his face, this smile made Ma Wenshan shudder. If he didn't tell him in advance and waited until he finished speaking in a whisper, he was clearly setting a trap for himself, waiting for him to fall into the trap himself.
"Don't be surprised. Mr. Jiang's affairs have always been the highest level secret in Tianmen. There is no room for any mistakes. Please forgive me for some dirty tricks. As long as Director Ma can answer Tianmen's confusion, I will be grateful afterwards!"
"Mr. Chu, what do you say?"
Ma Wenshan glared at the person in charge of Tianmen slightly, but it was clear that he was very dirty.
"You should consider your words carefully and try not to reveal too much. Just tell them simply. Don't worry, no matter how bad the old man is, he has lived for a hundred years and has devoted decades to the country. They still don't dare to do anything to us."
Chu Tianwang smiled faintly, it was Jiang Chen who really gave him confidence.
Since the person in charge of Tianmen still uses such small means as a monk, it means that Tianmen is sufficiently afraid of Jiang Chen. As long as they are still afraid of Jiang Chen, they and Ma Wenshan will not be in any danger.
After hearing this, the person in charge of Tianmen suddenly leaned back on his chair and said with a wry smile,
"Let me just say that I can't do it. I'm too young to compete with an old charlatan like King Chu Tian."
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Chu Tianwang and Ma Wenshan looked at the person in charge of Tianmen in confusion. Before they could ask questions, the door to the conference room opened again.
"Hello, Grandpa Chu, do you still remember me? I am Huaixiang's roommate and the real person in charge of Tianmen Branch in Jianghai City, Wang Yuhan."
A tall girl walked into the conference room with a confident smile and kicked the previous person in charge of Tianmen. The person stood up obediently and gave up his seat to Wang Yuhan.
"Wang Yuhan?"
Chu Tianwang couldn't recognize the appearance of this little girl, but the name was indeed very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"Chu
Mr. Wang Yuhan, Miss Chu and Miss Jiang's roommate in college, came back once with Miss Chu during my sophomore year and had dinner with you once."
After all, it happened 5.6 years ago. The centenarian Chu Tianwang had really forgotten about it. Only after being reminded by his assistant did he remember that such a little girl had indeed come to his home with Huai Xiang a few years ago.
"Wang Yuhan, are you also a monk?"
"Yes, Grandpa Chu, I have been practicing since I was a child. After graduating from university, I was appointed as the head of Tianmen Branch in Jianghai City. It has been three years now."
Wang Yuhan nodded and showed a confident smile.
"Grandpa Chu, don't worry. After all, Mr. Jiang is Xiao Ranran's grandfather. Our Tianmen will definitely not harm Mr. Jiang, and now that Huaixiang is also with Mr. Jiang, I will not harm Mr. Jiang. The main thing I'm looking for you this time
It's because of that pen, it's a pen that can create miracles, just like the pen of Ma Liangli, the magic pen in fairy tales, that can bring the drawn things into reality."
Wang Yuhan's words are astonishing. The information does not mention the function of the brush at all. It only says that the brush comes from the Tang Dynasty and was used by the painting sage Wu Daozi.
"God Pen Horse?"
Ma Wenshan looked at the pen in the photo with shock on his face. It looked like an ordinary brush. If there was anything special about it, it was that the pen was a cultural relic and had no other special features.
"Don't worry."
Chu Tianwang patted Ma Wenshan. Compared to Mr. Jiang and the brush, Chu Tianwang was now more interested in Wang Yuhan.
"Can I call you Yuhan?"
"Of course, Grandpa Chu, there is no need to be wary of me. I am completely harmless to you."
Wang Yuhan showed a sweet smile.
"It's harmless, let's talk about it later. What I want to know now is whether it was intentional for you to share a dormitory with Huaixiang and Churan so that you could get close to them? After all, you should have known that Churan was Mr. Jiang's granddaughter at that time, right?
."
Chu Tianwang stared into Wang Yuhan's eyes. If his guess was true, then this Tianmen would be too terrifying.
"Emmm, getting close to Jiang Churan is true. Huaixiang is just a coincidence. She was really randomly assigned by the school at that time."
Wang Yuhan said with a smile.
"Huaixiang is randomly assigned. I believe that why you came into contact with Churan? Is it possible that Tian
Did you plan to deal with Mr. Jiang right then?"
Chu Tianwang nodded, believing that the official would not joke about his granddaughter's safety.
"Of course not. Grandpa Chu, don't think too badly of our Tianmen. It may be because of this fool that you have misunderstood. Our Tianmen was mainly established to gather monks and resolve conflicts or confusion caused by monks. It is quite
The monks huddle together to keep warm."
Wang Yuhan turned around and kicked the person behind him again, and then said,
"Of course a great monk like Mr. Jiang does not need to join our small group, but since we learned that Mr. Jiang has relatives, we have been secretly protecting Jiang Churan and her family. Rather than guarding against Mr. Jiang
, it is better to say that we are preventing Mr. Jiang from getting angry because of problems in his family."
"So you are deliberately approaching Miss Jiang to protect her and prevent her from making any mistakes?"
Ma Wenshan interrupted.
"Yes, Teacher Ma, with Mr. Jiang's strength, if something goes wrong with Xiao Ranran, do you know that Mr. Jiang can tear down the entire Jianghai City?"
Wang Yuhan nodded.
These words are not false at all. Tianmen has no way to deal with Jiang Chen, so it can only think of ways not to anger Jiang Chen. All plans against Jiang Chen are based on peace, and they are afraid that if they accidentally bring about their own destruction.
"Is Mr. Jiang that powerful? Can one person tear down Jianghai City?"
Ma Wenshan looked unbelieving. What kind of era is this? How powerful are airplanes and cannons? How can a human being withstand it?
"Teacher Ma, don't believe it. If you look at the photo, even the bullets can't penetrate the air mask that Mr. Jiang picked up casually. You must know that ordinary monks have to practice for thirty to fifty years to develop such skills."
Wang Yuhan found a photo of the bullet lodged in front of Jiang Chen. The photo was taken from the surveillance camera of Boss Zhu's shop. It was far less shocking than the video.
"Old man, let me believe what you said first. Then come back and continue talking about this pen. So what if this pen was taken away by Mr. Jiang? With Mr. Jiang's character and strength, this pen should not be in the hands of Mr. Jiang.
If it has any impact, it should be much safer than leaving it on your Tianmen, right?"
Chu Tianwang nodded and continued to ask.
Since there is an official Tianmen, there must be villains among the people.