The Views of Two Big Shots

Ultimately, because Wang Qingya and Wang Youqian's family owned an entire street, everyone lost the desire to shop. So, the group soon arrived in front of an old-fashioned mansion.

The ancient house has vermilion eaves and green tiles, with red gates and high walls.

At first glance, this huge mansion is actually incompatible with the overall style of Falling Shore City, but it stands upright in the center of the city.

Nothing more than this: it reveals two words – wealth!

Looking at the towering three-meter-high red gate in front of the old house, and the flamboyant glazed decorations, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but swallow hard. Pulling Wang Qingya aside, she said, "Baozi, although I've always known your family is very wealthy, this is just too outrageous!"

Wang Qingya patted the little girl's head and said, "Money is just an external thing, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, haha."

Everyone: "..."

Zhou Huan almost rolled her eyes to the heavens, because only the rich could produce such a refined and elegant Versailles.

Now, Zhou Huan is no longer pursuing money. After all, in a world with Deity and immortality, why chase after money? Wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

But this didn't stop his teeth from aching at all, because there were two god-level big shots living inside.

Zhou Huan felt only two words: envy.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Qingya walked to the front door, grabbed the door knocker, and started banging on it repeatedly.

In just a few seconds, the door was pulled open a crack from the inside, but before anyone could be seen, a middle-aged man's voice came out. "Miss, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

When the door opened, a middle-aged man dressed in a butler's uniform stood inside, looking at Wang Qingya with a respectful expression.

Wang Qingya scratched her head, puzzled, and asked, "Uncle Gu, you haven't even seen me yet, how did you know it was me who came back?"

Butler Gu smiled helplessly and said, "Who in the entire Falling Shore City would dare to knock on the Wang Family's door like this? Only you, Miss."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingya stuck out her tongue, said "Oh," and then said, "Uncle Gu, I'm bringing a friend home for the night. Could you please arrange a guest room?"

Butler Gu immediately nodded and said, "Yes, Miss."

Afterwards, Wang Qingya led Zhou Huan and the others into the Wang Family.

As soon as Zhou Huan entered, he suddenly felt like he had traveled through time again; the outside and inside were like two completely different worlds.

Outside the gate lies a bustling, vibrant city, while inside is a tranquil and elegant oasis, a place of ancient grandeur and serenity.

Soon, Wang Qingya led everyone to a viewing pavilion.

With its small bridges, flowing water, lotus ponds, and ancient trees, this place doesn't feel like an old house in the bustling city, but rather a paradise in the mountains.

Then, Wang Qingya said, "You all rest here for a while. Tea and snacks will be brought up soon. I'll go and inform Father and Mother."

Before anyone else could say anything, Wang Qingya ran away as fast as she could.

Zhou Huan shook his head helplessly and laughed, "This girl wasn't this lively before."

Zhang Lexuan smiled gently, "Maybe it's because I'm home, I'm happier."

On the other side, Wen Xiaoshuai quietly observed the surrounding scenery, while Xiao Xiao chattered incessantly with Ye Guyi and Nan Qiuqiu.

Xiao Xiao was originally a lively person, and after spending these few days together on the road, she became much more familiar with Ye Guyi and the other person.

About five minutes later, Wang Qingya returned, bringing her parents with her.

Upon seeing the arrival of elders, everyone naturally stood up quickly to greet them politely.

However, Ye Guyi Nan Qiuqiu, who had never met Wang Tizhou and Ling Suzhen before, were stunned by the youthful appearance of the parents for several seconds. At first, they thought they were Wang Qingya's older brother or sister.

After some pleasantries, Zhou Huan, as the captain of the sea voyage team, was taking Wang Qingya with him this time, and they were departing from Falling Shore City. Even though Wang Qingya had informed her parents in advance, he still had to show Wang Tizhou and Ling Suzhen the attitude of a captain. "Uncle Wang, Aunt Ling, this sea voyage is organized by me. Please rest assured, we will definitely go out safely and return safely."

Although Zhou Huan knew he was talking nonsense, since the other person's parents were god-level big shots, he still had to say what needed to be said.

Wang Tizhou didn't react much after hearing this, he just smiled and said, "With you and Miss Zhang here, we are at ease. The child is grown up and should go out and make her own way in the world, so we'll leave Little Ya'er in your care for the time being."

Ling Suzhen then added, "However, the sea is rough, so we still need to be careful. If things get hopeless, remember that getting out of there is the most important thing."

Zhou Huan: "... Aunt Ling, don't worry, we will definitely put safety first."

Afterwards, Wang Tizhou and Ling Suzhen did not stay in the viewing pavilion for long and soon left.

After all, it's a place for young people to gather and chat, and it makes the younger generation feel a little uncomfortable for the parents to stay here all the time.

Wang Tizhou and Ling Suzhen did not reappear until dinner time.

This meal was absolutely the most sumptuous dinner Zhou Huan had ever eaten in his entire life, and in all his previous lives combined.

What is a 108-course Manchu Han Imperial Feast compared to this? The Wang Family's meal was five times the size of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

This gave Zhou Huan a real taste of what it means to be "rich".

The dishes were especially delicious, and Zhou Huan guessed that Wang Tizhou had probably cooked them himself, because he had a very clear guess about the identity of this big shot.

After a pleasant dinner, we chatted for another two hours. Although it was still early, everyone prepared to rest, as we were going out to sea the next day and couldn't be listless.

Night, in the room of Wang Tizhou and his wife.

While folding clothes, Ling Suzhen asked, "Is it really okay to send Ya'er on a long voyage?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tizhou patted Ling Suzhen's hand and said, "Don't worry, there won't be any problems. With the protective measures we left on Little Ya'er, nothing on the entire Douluo Star, whether it's Soul Beast or anything else, can harm her."

Ling Suzhen nodded slightly, then suddenly asked, "That little guy named Zhou Huan, did you figure something out?"

Wang Tizhou shook his head and said, "I don't quite understand, but he's definitely not the Son of Destiny. The Son of Destiny should be that little guy named Huo Yuhao from the Soul Master Competition; otherwise, that little girl wouldn't be by his side."

After hearing this, Ling Suzhen sighed slightly, "Alright, as long as it's not someone he has his eye on."

Then, Ling Suzhen gave a cold laugh, "Tell me, is it a good thing or a bad thing that Asura found such a successor to manage the Divine Realm?"

Wang Tizhou replied nonchalantly, "Who cares? It's none of our business anymore. In the past, the Divine Realm was just a place where no one had any ambition for power; everyone was just drifting through life. Now that we have a God King, maybe he can stir up this stagnant pool of the Divine Realm."

However, Ling Suzhen disagreed. "There shouldn't be any power struggles in the Divine Realm. Aren't all people who become gods just trying to live a carefree and happy life? I think that Tang's desire for control is too strong, which is not a good thing. It would be better to let Destruction govern the Divine Realm."

Wang Tizhou smiled faintly, "My lady, you're overthinking things. Back then, we were just Second-level Deity in the Divine Realm, what right did we have to speak? Now, we don't need to care at all. Alright, let's not talk about those unpleasant things. Little Ya'er is going to sea tomorrow, I don't know how long she'll be gone. What am I going to do if I miss my daughter? Or, should we train another one?"

Ling Suzhen: "..."

The moonlight became hazy at this moment.

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