God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 730: Chapter 800, Secret Talks in the Courtyard

Old servant Zhou Quan, originally at the Human Level Seven, had reached an age where further progress was impossible. In Zhou Quan’s eyes, Fang Yi was still like the first time they met in the manor, someone he could easily crush.

However, as soon as Zhou Quan had made his move, he realized his mistake.

Fang Yi didn’t make any superfluous movements or adopt an overly focused defensive stance. He just threw a punch.

This punch was filled with immensely powerful True Qi. Fang Yi, at Heavenly Level One, could even counter Heavenly Level Two or even Three, let alone Zhou Quan, an old man whose Martial Arts journey had reached a dead end.

Old servant Zhou Quan was, unsurprisingly, sent flying, crashing into the black SUV. The force of the impact pushed the vehicle forward and Zhou Quan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood upon landing, his complexion pale as if his oil was all but spent.

"Impossible... how is this possible... you... you..." Zhou Quan was kneeling on the ground, facing Fang Yi as he did.

Fang Yi vividly remembered how, back in the manor in Moon City, Zhou Quan had insulted him in public, demanding he kneel and even threatening to break his legs. Back then, Fang Yi had stubbornly refused to kneil.

At that time, old servant Zhou Quan was extremely imposing, but now, he was in a pitiful state.

Fang Yi wasn’t someone who lacked respect for the elderly, yet for someone as vicious as Zhou Quan, Fang Yi had no regard. So what if he was old? With a heart so malicious, he had lived his years in vain.

Fang Yi paid no attention to Zhou Quan, who wore a look of disbelief, and instead turned his gaze back to Fang Tianqi. Throughout his exchange with Zhou Quan, Fang Yi hadn’t moved an inch.

Therefore, with one step forward, Fang Yi was standing in front of Fang Tianqi.

Fang Tianqi’s expression darkened, "Fang Yi, just try and touch me!" Behind him, those few black-clad bodyguards suddenly bloated up.

The bodyguards, all wearing sunglasses, had eyes that changed color behind their shades, turning a fiery red. Coupled with their swelling bodies that seemed ready to burst through their clothes, they were somewhat frightening.

Shen Binnan came up behind Fang Yi, poking him with a slender white index finger and tilting her head toward the black-clad bodyguards, clearly asking for direction. Shen Binnan’s subtle movements did not go unnoticed by Fang Tianqi.

have gotten involved with them," Fang Yi said with a touch of mockery. "I wonder how the Fang

Tianqi remained unflustered, "You should have known at the airport. If you wanted to tattle, you

I don’t tattle, do you

like to

so slightly, but in the end, he chose not to strike, not out of fear, but because he had his

scared?" Fang Tianqi

you, I won’t get angry easily," Fang Yi said indifferently. "Oh, right,

"Let’s hear it?"

thing has followed you for many years, hasn’t he?" Fang Yi glanced at

had already staggered to his feet, bewildered by

followed me for

years, you just send him over to seek death.

remained unchanged, but old servant Zhou Quan frowned,

Fang Yi’s intention was quite straightforward—the power of those humanoid monsters was unfathomable. Fang Tianqi could have easily ordered them to move instead of

be bothered to stir up trouble. Regardless of what Fang Tianqi and Zhou Quan thought, Fang Yi turned to Shen Binnan

headed toward the hotel. Fang Yi lit

from behind, "Fang Yi, my wedding is in two days, and I am very much looking

for a moment but without turning around, he said, "Time will reveal all." Then he

...

remained of the one-month deadline; two days from now, Fang Tianqi would be marrying Shen Binnan, and this news

Family, this matter was also of high priority, and even the old patriarch

or scorching heat, whether it was windy or raining, the old

table, a

from the old patriarch, there stood an old servant quietly like a withered tree in the distance. Despite his presence, one could hardly sense he was there, as

ability was a rare feat in

old patriarch