Genius Daddy in the City

In the reception hall of Star Group, three people arrived at that moment. Two of them were the former vice-captain of the Dragon Soul, Li Ying. The other one was Li Zewei, whom Ye Chen had saved in Kunlun.

Beside the two of them sat an old man in traditional attire. The old man would look outside the door from time to time, and his face was filled with anxiety.

Not long after, footsteps could be heard.

The elder immediately responded.

Ye Chen smiled apologetically, “Sorry to keep you waiting!”

“Greetings, Mr. Ye!”

Li Ying said excitedly, “I’m so happy to see you. Everyone was talking about you…”

“Not bad. You’ve reached the Emperor Stage!” Ye Chen looked at her in admiration. Clearly, he did not expect the lady to improve so much.

“That’s all thanks to Old Wang’s help.”

Li Ying smiled sweetly before introducing, “Mr. Ye, let me introduce a person to you. This is Old Wang from the United Front Department of China!”

Ye Chen immediately felt respect for him, “Greetings, Old Wang.”

“Mr. Ye, you don’t have to stand on ceremony with me!”

Old Wang waved his hand and said, “I’m here for two reasons. The first is to ask if Mr. Ye went to Shang Santian before this.”

Li Ying could not help but look at Ye Chen after hearing that.

“That’s right!”

Ye Chen admitted frankly and said, “The so-called Shang Santian is actually called the Kunlun Ruins. Although they call themselves a world, they’re connected to Earth and have an extremely ancient inheritance. Therefore, there are many powerhouses.”

Old Wang revealed an expression as if he had expected it. He then asked tentatively, “Then, may I know which sect has Mr. Ye joined?”

From his point of view, Ye Chen’s cultivation base had skyrocketed after he returned. He must have benefited greatly from the Kunlun Ruins. The only explanation was that Ye Chen had joined a supreme sect.

However, Ye Chen shook his head lightly.

Old Wang was a little disappointed, but he comforted him, “Then which sect is Mr. Ye’s master from? Who is your master?”

“There are a total of ten supreme sects in the Kunlun Ruins. Before the spiritual energy recovery, there was a quasi-saint, dozens of supreme giants, and hundreds of Emperor Stage cultivators…”

Ye Chen said while smiling calmly, “After the spiritual energy recovery, we have a saint, dozens of quasi-saints, and thousands of supreme giants…”

Every word he uttered caused Old Wang, Li Ying, and the others to be astounded.

“However…”

Ye Chen changed the topic and said while standing with his hands behind his back, “They’re convinced now that the entire Kunlun Ruins has acknowledged me as their master…”

Following his words, Old Wang and the other two were stunned, “What?!”

They thought they had heard him wrong.

Ye Chen had become the master of the Kunlun Ruins?

That was a terrifying existence that subdued a saint, dozens of quasi-saint, and over a thousand supreme giants!

A few seconds later, Old Wang looked at him in disbelief, “You’ve become the master of the Kunlun Ruins?”

“That’s right!”

Ye Chen smiled lightly as he had disdain in his eyes, “Ever since I entered the Kunlun Ruins, I’ve surpassed the top ten supreme sects and the No. 1 person in the Kunlun Ruins. From now on, the Kunlun Ruins will no longer be enemies of the secular world but friends!”

“Good, good, good!”

Old Wang said “good” three times in a row and his face flushed red, “You are indeed the No. 1 person in China. With you in China, there’s nothing to fear!”

His laughter grew louder!

The space almost trembled!

He had never been so excited before!

He was a soldier, and his duty was to protect the country and all living things in the world. However, ever since the spiritual energy recovery, the United Front Department had suffered too much pressure and resistance!

The consortiums obeyed the country on the surface but opposed it on the inside. The awakened ancient almighties ignored the laws of the country, neither listening to the tune nor the proclamation. The beast horde invaded the human cities maniacally, and for this, too many soldiers lost their lives…

Today, he could finally laugh because the No. 1 person in China had returned, and behind him was the entire Kunlun Ruins.

“Mr. Ye, I’m done talking about the first thing. The second thing is to ask you to take over the position of the first Palace Master of the Dragon King Palace!”

As he said that, he bowed to Ye Chen solemnly regardless of his age, “At the same time, the upper echelons have unanimously elected you as the leader of all the generals in China. You’re given the title of Mad Southern Heavenly King!

“There are more than thirty provinces in China, and the ten military districts have all contacted each other to request that you become the leader of the hundred generals and lead a million army!”

At that point, he was almost in tears as he said, “Mad Southern Ye, the country is in trouble and the people are suffering. Are you willing to take on this responsibility?!”

Bang, bang, bang…

At the same time, Li Ying and Li Zewei knelt heavily on the ground, “Mr. Ye, do you still remember the previous Dragon King, Niu Qingshan? Do you still remember Old Chen?!”

“They were all loyal warriors. They have dedicated their lives to the country. After they die, they turn into loyal souls to protect China!”

“Mr. Ye, please take up the position of the Dragon King Palace Master. Please accept the position of the Mad Southern Heavenly King. Mr. Ye, please strengthen our country!”

Two powerful voices exploded in the hall. However, their eyes were extremely determined. It seemed like they would kneel until they died if Ye Chen refused.

Ye Chen’s eyes swept over Old Wang and the rest. The powerful voices echoed in his ears, and he suddenly felt forlorn.

“Sigh…”

He sucked in a deep breath of cold air to suppress his emotions. After a long while, a smile appeared on his lips.

“The Chinese families’ banners are all over the Yinshan Mountain. If I won’t be returning with my house, I’m willing to serve the country with this body. Why must I enter the Jade Gate Pass?”

It was a poem by Dai Shulun, the poet of the Tang dynasty. It represented his current mood. At that moment, he seemed to have seen Niu Qingshan, Old Chen.

It was as if he could see countless loyal soldiers who were at the front lines, using their blood to forge iron chains to resist the beast horde armies.

Perhaps even he did not know that his narrow mind, which only cared about his family, had gradually risen to the level of righteousness and courage.

“Okay, okay!”

“Hahaha!”

Old Wang’s laughter shook the sky. Then, two objects were thrown at him, “Mad Southern Ye, receive the order!”

Ye Chen caught them and realized that they were two gold medals. One of them was the Dragon King Palace Master’s gold medal and the other was the Mad Southern Heavenly King’s gold medal.

These two gold medals were magic treasures that could be refined with blood. It seemed that after the spiritual energy recovery, the country had also done studies on this.

Thinking to this point, he could not help but ask, “Old Wang, has our country now taken over cultivation power?”

“That’s right!”

Old Wang nodded slightly and said, “After the spiritual energy recovery, we discovered many secret lands. Then, we found many cultivation inheritances from these secret lands. There were even magic treasures and magic tools.”

He sighed softly and said, “It’s a pity that we are still a little slow. The good stuff has either already been taken by the five major consortiums, or there are powerhouses guarding them.”