After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

Yanjing, somewhere in Zhonghai.

The place is secluded, as if isolated from the rest of the world.

An energetic old man with silver hair was sitting in the pavilion, holding a handful of fish feed in his hand and feeding the carp in the pond.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man with an arrogant figure and a deep demeanor.

"Old chief, Master Lian made a lot of noise in Jinling this time."

"Do you want me to take a trip to Jinling?"

The silver-haired old man, who was called the old chief, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Wu Ming, it's just a small fight, there's no need to let you, the master, take action."

"Let this little guy Cheng'er do it! He can't always be under my protection!"

When Wu Ming heard this, he couldn't help but frowned and said: "However, the Guifu organization is anything but ordinary. They always do things unscrupulously. The Lian Commander is the only male in the Lian family. I'm worried..."

"I, Lian Shanglong, lived for more than 80 years, and there were hundreds if not thousands of people who secretly and openly wanted me to die, but in the end they all turned into withered bones!"

"If they dare to touch members of my Lian family, I will definitely make them regret coming into this world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a hint of solemnity on Mr. Lian Shang's originally kind face.

The fierce murderous intention emanating from this old man who looked very old made Wu Ming, a martial arts master, feel a biting chill.

Lian Shanglong, the contemporary head of the Lian family, one of the true dragon heroes of China!

Although, because of his relationship with the Lian family, he was not selected as one of the top ten generals of China.

But in the entire Chinese military community, he has a transcendent status.

It is no exaggeration to say that the old man is indispensable for the extraordinary place that China as a whole has in the world today!

"Cough cough cough..."

It seemed that because the previous emotions were too exciting, Lian Shanglong began to cough violently after finishing speaking.

"Old chief, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Wu Ming quickly put his hand on the old leader's shoulder and infused a burst of true energy.

"Wu Ming, you don't have to waste your energy."

Lian Shanglong's face softened a little, and he waved his hands and said, "This is a relapse of my old illness. It's a pity that I didn't listen to the advice of the Dragon Master to go into seclusion. In the past few years, my health has been getting worse and worse!"

"Chief, it's all my fault. I haven't found any trace of the Dragon Saint after five years of searching."

“Otherwise, you don’t have to suffer from an old illness.”

When Wu Ming heard this, he looked ashamed.

"I can't blame you for this. Dragon Saint Hand always sees the beginning of the dragon but never sees the end."

"After he suddenly appeared in Yanjing, there was no news."

"Even if I mobilized the Lian family's intelligence network, I found nothing."

Lian Shanglao said, with a look of helplessness on his face.

After his old disease recurred, he consulted many famous doctors in Yanjing for diagnosis. They estimated that he would have more than a year to live at most.

If he still couldn't find the Dragon Saint within this year, he would have no choice but to wait silently for death.

In fact, he is not afraid of death, but he still has many unfulfilled wishes.

"Grandpa, Sissi is back to see you!"

Just as the two were talking, a crisp voice sounded.

A graceful young woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face ran over with a lively and cute little girl in a pink skirt.

"Don't mention this in front of Sissi."

"As for Liancheng, I have my own arrangements!"

The moment the silver-haired old man saw the little girl in pink skirt appear, he whispered to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming nodded and retreated behind the old man.

"Uncle Wu!"

Lian Zhiyu said hello to Wu Ming and just wanted Qianqian to call someone.

The little girl had already broken away from her hands and ran to Lian Shanglong.

"Sissi, didn't you go to Jinling to play? Why did you come back so soon?"

Lian Shanglong stretched out his hand and gently pinched his granddaughter's fair and sculpted face, and his kind smile returned to his face again.

"Grandpa, you don't even know that my mother and I almost had an accident in Jinling."

"Fortunately, a miracle doctor saved us, otherwise Sissi would never see you again!"

Sissi said in a sweet voice.

"Zhiyu, what's going on?"

After hearing the news, Lian Shanglong, who was still smiling, opened his half-closed eyes instantly, and a cold light flashed.

"Sissi, didn't I tell you not to talk about this in front of your great-grandfather?"

Lian Zhiyu on the side quickly pulled Qian Qian in front of her, a trace of panic appeared on her originally smiling face.

"Zhiyu, you also know that I hate others lying to me the most."

Lian Shanglong spoke coldly, his eyes sharp.

Unable to bear her grandfather's gaze, Lian Zhiyu opened her mouth and briefly explained the cause and effect of the whole incident.

"In other words... this Divine Doctor Lin is the real hero in destroying the Ghost Mansion?"

"I was wondering where your younger brother could have such courage. It turns out he is taking advantage of someone else!"

Lian Shanglong, who knew the truth, had a trace of undetectable appreciation on his face.

Immediately, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "If you go by what you said, that Divine Doctor Lin is definitely not an ordinary person, but I have never heard of this person's name."

"However, his behavior seems to be very similar to that of an old friend I know!"

"Old Chief, do you suspect that Divine Doctor Lin is the Dragon Saint who disappeared five years ago?"

After Wu Ming heard the old chief's words, he immediately asked.

"I'm just guessing."

Lian Shanglong smiled and said, "Whether he is or not can only be determined by seeing him in person."

"Dragon Saint Hand? Isn't that the miracle doctor who cured your old illness before?"

"Although he was wearing a silver mask at that time, to put it this way, his figure and appearance are indeed somewhat similar to Divine Doctor Lin." Lian Zhiyu said thoughtfully.

"Since the eldest lady has said so, she must be inseparable."

"How about I take a trip to Jinling on your behalf and invite him over?"

Wu Ming said excitedly.

After waiting for five years, he finally got a clue about the Dragon Saint Hand. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity.

"That's fine, Wu Ming, go and pick up that boy from Liancheng!"

Lian Shanglong nodded, with a bit of expectation in his eyes.

"Grandpa, I think it would be better for you to go there in person."

"Doctor Lin has a weird temper. I'm afraid..."

Lian Zhiyu hesitated

"Miss Lian, I am also a master of martial arts. Going to invite him in person is enough to give him face."

"Besides, the old man is a noble man. Even if that divine doctor Lin has great abilities, he won't be treated like this!"

Wu Ming stood with his hands behind his hands and said proudly.

"If Mr. Long Shengshou is of course worthy of me personally, the identity of Miracle Doctor Lin is yet to be determined."

"If he is not the Dragon Saint, then it will be in vain for me to go."

Lian Shanglong raised his hand and said calmly.

"All right!"

Lian Zhiyu said with a wry smile on her face.

She also knew that her grandfather had a transcendent status and would definitely not be willing to devote himself to asking for help from others.

Fall!

"Without further ado, I'll leave now. The old chief will ask you to take care of me, Miss."

This matter was related to Lian Shanglong's life and death, so Wu Ming naturally did not dare to be careless.

"Om..."

Just as he was about to set off, Lian Shanglong's cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

When he took out his cell phone and looked at it, when he saw the caller number, he suddenly froze on the spot.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses and said excitedly: "Wu Ming, I think you don't have to go!"