A Sequence Expert in His Twilight Years

"No one here is named Ren Aiguo!"

At the entrance, Zhang Xuezhou was on guard as he answered the gray-robed elder's question with extreme caution.

"Why are you bringing up my grandfather's name?"

In the villa's main hall, Ren Anran, who was beating Ren Wuyang, looked up at Zhang Xuezhou as he tried to leave and made an offhand reply.

But the moment she spoke, she saw Zhang Xuezhou's body go flying again.

"This... is Ren Aiguo's home!"

At the entrance, the gray-robed elder murmured under his breath.

As though swatting a fly, he reached out and slapped Zhang Xuezhou, who was blocking the entrance, sending him flying.

"Who are you? Grandpa Wang... what brought you here?"

Still straddling Ren Wuyang, Ren Anran began to recover from her anger at the sight of her elder.

She glared fiercely at Ren Wuyang for several seconds before jumping down from the glass coffin and walking toward the entrance.

"That man has amnesia too. He tries to beat anyone he sees to death!"

Ren Anran's kick had not been meant to kill. After Zhang Xuezhou used Crane Soaring Backward Flight to dissipate its force, he had only been in severe pain, but the elder's slap had nearly twisted his body into a knot.

Even though Zhang Xuezhou had once again borrowed the force to fly backward, he felt the ribs in his chest break.

As he used the Supreme Purity True Technique to heal his injuries, he called out a warning.

"Hand over the secret medicine Ren Weiguo has hidden away!"

The low demand rang out, followed by a muffled grunt from Ren Anran.

At the entrance, the gray-robed elder reached out with his right hand and seized Ren Anran by the throat, moving like a ghost.

He stared at Ren Anran's face,