At 3:30 pm the next day, as soon as Xiao Jiang and Zhang Xingyao left the high-speed rail station, Guan Xiaoling came over with a heroic middle-aged man. Guan Xiaoling waved and said with a smile:
"Brother Xiao Jiang, Xingyao, my dad and I are here to pick you up."
Xiao Jiang stepped forward with a smile and said:
"Xiao Ling, Mr. Guan, please excuse me."
The middle-aged man laughed and said:
"Mr. Xiao, you're welcome. My name is Guan. If her mother and I hadn't had something to do abroad during this period and couldn't come back in time, I would have come to thank you in person for Ling'er's matter last time. This time, Mr. Xiao was delayed again. I'll do it tonight."
I am here to greet my husband at the hotel and thank him for his kindness.”
Xiao Jiang nodded and smiled:
"There's no need to thank you. It's just the right time to save Xiao Ling. Helping the Guan family is just a business transaction and it's not worth mentioning. Mr. Guan is also a martial arts man. Everyone travels around the world, and I will help you where necessary."
Xiao Jiang was being polite, but Guan would not consider it that way. If it weren't for Guan Xiaoling's matter, to be honest, the Guan family would not have any reason to get involved with Xiao Jiang. What a big family and rich man. As a martial arts person, he knows that the eyes of the strong are strong.
Let alone rich people, people with power don't dare to mess with them.
Guan didn't know how strong Xiao Jiang was. At most, judging from the situation where Guan Xiaoling was saved from almost death, he estimated that Xiao Jiang was at least at the ninth level of Qi refining.
It is theoretically impossible for a young man with such cultivation level not to have a strong backer. The same is true in theory. Xiao Jiang's backer is the fairy spirit in his powerful soul, as well as the extraordinary skills he has integrated in the past. Otherwise, how can he succeed?
It is possible to reach the middle stage of innate cultivation within a month, and this speed is still improving.
The Guan family is a family of warriors, but not many have high cultivation levels. A genius like Guan Xiaoling has only reached the fifth level of Qi refining after more than ten years of training. It is even more difficult to break through to higher levels.
The senior management of the Guan family knew very well how valuable Xiao Jiang was. Guan Tong even planned to send his talented beauty Guan Xiaoling to Xiao Jiang from the beginning. Part of his purpose was to consider Guan Xiaoling, and the larger part was to catch up with Xiao Jiang.
Jiang's line allows the Guan family to go further and higher.
But if Xiao Jiang doesn't follow this trick, forces hundreds of millions of times more powerful than the Guan family in the Xinglan world won't be able to catch up with Xiao Jiang, let alone on Earth.
Guan politely invited the two of them to get in the car. Guan and Xiao Jiang chatted along the way. Zhang Xingyao and Guan Xiaoling also chatted about the girl. Because the bet was held in Kunming, all the relevant personnel of the Guan family stayed in the hotel.
Xiao Jiang and Zhang Xingyao lived in the presidential suite.
Xiao Jiang didn't feel much about this kind of luxury, but Zhang Xingyao was very curious. Her family was considered a small fortune, but they couldn't afford such a luxurious room worth tens of thousands of yuan a day.
There was more than an hour before the dinner. Xiao Jiang stood on the balcony and looked into the distance. After a while, Zhang Xingyao walked up behind him and hugged his waist. She pressed her face against Xiao Jiang's vest and whispered:
"Honey, why do I feel that Uncle Guan is somewhat respectful to you? Grandpa Guan was the same way a few days ago. Are rich people like this? Even if you are not an ordinary person, they shouldn't be like this."
Xiao Jiang smiled. If Zhang Xingyao understood why, he would probably be in a very high position. This world is pretty good. If you go to those more high-end worlds, the strong represent almost all rights.
Xiao Jiang has experienced a lot. Although he does not bully others with his strength, this kind of thing happens everywhere. The more wealth he has, the more he will live under pressure. Unless they can stand on the top of the world, the Guan family is far from reaching this point.
, so knowing that Xiao Jiang is very powerful, he naturally has to put down his posture.
Xiao Jiang looked into the distance and said:
"Wife, think about what happened to your family and Duanmuqi, and you will understand that when wealth and strength cannot bear the pressure, if you don't make certain choices, everything will be lost in the end.
If you weren't forced into desperation, you wouldn't consider a scumbag like me, right? Then our paths will never be in the same line."
Zhang Xingyao suddenly realized, she hugged Xiao Jiang tightly and said:
"I understand... The Guan family is also under some kind of unbearable pressure, so they want to recruit you as their backend, right? Then why did you agree to come to help?"
Xiao Jiang waited for Zhang Xingyao to relax his hands and turn around. He felt the ups and downs of Zhang Xingyao's heart and narrowed his eyes as he said:
"If I say it's because of boredom, I guess you don't believe it, then I'll tell you another reason, for the sake of righteousness in the world. Well, that's a good reason. The person who attacked Guan Xiaoling last time was an evil martial artist, so I have to put an end to the evil and righteousness...
"
After saying that, Xiao Jiang smiled awkwardly and shook his head:
"I don't even believe it myself. To be honest, I don't like to get into trouble. But I deduced that there was a great opportunity to get here a few days ago, so I came here. I'm just here to help."
Zhang Xingyao stretched out her pretty face and smiled. She stood up on tiptoes and hugged Xiao Jiang's neck. Then she started talking to her. Xiao Jiang was intimate with her for a while and said:
"I don't ask about the Guan family's affairs if they don't talk about it. But when we got off the bus, we were already involved in the whirlpool. Maybe the Guan family just wanted to be like this. Alas... there wasn't enough benefit for me to protect the Guan family. Old man Guan and
Guan is overthinking."
Zhang Xingyao asked:
"Husband, they want to plot against you, aren't you angry?"
Xiao Jiang smiled and said:
"Why are you angry? Under the conspiracy, those who wish to take the bait, and I am not a fish, each has his own purpose.
By the way, I’m going to Shanghai in about ten days. I plan to go to Shanghai with you two days in advance to buy a suite. I don’t want to live in a school dormitory.”
Zhang Xingyao knew what Xiao Jiang was thinking, and she didn't want to live separately from Xiao Jiang. As for whether buying a house was a waste of money, she knew that Xiao Jiang didn't care at all.
"Well...that's our home for four years. We have to go and make preparations early."
Zhang Xingyao did not continue to ask about the Guan family. She already knew that Xiao Jiang was very powerful because she had now reached the fourth level of Qi training. She had only practiced for more than ten days. According to normal warriors who have been practicing since childhood, even if they are geniuses, they do not have ten or eight years.
Nor can he achieve such a level of cultivation.
And she quickly reached such a level of cultivation by practicing sex with Xiao Jiang, which only shows how powerful Xiao Jiang himself is.
Naturally, Zhang Xingyao was not too worried because her man was strong. She also felt that she was too lucky and almost became someone else's furnace. She had no choice but to find a worthless man, but in the end she found Xiao Jiang.
Now that she has entered the world of practitioners, she has to slowly change her mundane considerations. Xiao Jiang's words today are worth more than a word. She understands and understands that when considering issues at the mundane level, she cannot follow conventions and rules.
Worldly perspective.
Xiao Jiang was very satisfied with the change in his woman's thoughts. Zhang Xingyao was not born to be a vase.
