One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Xiao Zizai is gone!

I was so excited to walk!

It's like going after your own love!

Zhang Chulan and the others watched the two disappear from sight one after the other, their lips twitching slightly. They thought to themselves, "Zhao Guizhen really knows how to pick his timing..."

They deliberately created opportunities for Xiao Zizai when there were none.

What a good man!

After marveling at the other party's "kindness," Zhang Chulan and the others found their way to meet up with Jiang Bailan.

-

"Special Envoy Jiang!"

"Brother Lan!"

As they entered the cafeteria, Zhang Chulan and the others greeted Jiang Bailan, who was seated at the head of the table, before taking their seats in the empty seats.

Just as he sat down, Zhang Chulan stood up again, bent over, and jogged over to Jiang Bailan's side to relay Xiao Zizai's words.

After hearing what the other person said, Jiang Bailan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Xiao Zizai attacked Zhao Guizhen at his behest, but he didn't expect Zhao Guizhen to take this opportunity to run away; this was a miscalculation on his part.

Fortunately, it wasn't anything important.

Jiang Bailan's indifference doesn't mean that honest Ma Xianhong is indifferent.

Seeing that Zhao Guizhen hadn't returned with them, and that the seemingly honest temporary worker was also absent, Ma Xianhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice turned cold.

"Zhang Chulan...Where is Master Zhao Gui?"

Is this about to take action?

Upon hearing this, the group of upper-level cultivators, realizing that Zhao Guizhen had not returned, began to show unfriendly expressions. Some even gripped the edge of the table, ready to overturn it and start a fight at any moment.

Especially Jin Meng's brother, the "wild man of Liaodong," had his hand clenched tightly around the wine cup in front of him.

Something seemed amiss, so they prepared to smash a cup as a signal to unleash the 100 disguised "Ru Hua"s hiding on the roof, who would then riddle Jiang Bailan and the others with bullets.

As for whether the rooftop can be covered by 100 Ru Huas, can it be?

Jin Yong said, "It's none of your business."

Why can't the roof of Biyou Village be sturdier?

Can't Lao Ma refine it with the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements?

However, faced with Ma Xianhong's questioning, Zhang Chulan, backed by Jiang Bailan, acted unusually arrogantly, looking down at him and saying, "Trying to run? Our people are chasing after them. It should be almost over by now!"

Seeing the angry expression on Ma Xianhong's face when he heard that the company had targeted Zhao Guizhen, Zhang Chulan shook his head with a mocking smile.

Before leaving, he couldn't resist making a few sarcastic remarks about his good nephew.

"Old Ma! Should I call you honest or stupid? You dare to send just anyone into the village. Do you know what that guy did or why he went to Biyou Village?"

"what?"

Ma Xianhong, who was about to leave the cafeteria to help Zhao Guizhen, stopped in his tracks and looked at Zhang Chulan, puzzled.

"What do you mean? Are you calling me stupid?!" Zhang Chulan pulled out his phone, dug up the things Zhao Guizhen had done, and handed it to Ma Xianhong. He said irritably, "Don't say your uncle isn't on your side. See for yourself!"

"This……"

Browsing through Zhao Guizhen's criminal records on his phone, Ma Xianhong's expression gradually turned grim.

If what's said above is true, then even without the company, Ma Xianhong would personally clean house. Using living children to practice evil arts is an unforgivable act.

Although the Jie Sect advocates education for all, people without morality and principles are worse than animals, so what is the point of talking about education for all?

"It was my fault, Ma Xianhong, for misjudging people. It's my fault that Zhao Guizhen is still alive. I'll punish myself with three cups!"

After returning the phone to Zhang Chulan, Ma Xianhong pounded his chest, no longer thinking about saving Zhao Guizhen. Instead, he picked up his wine cup, filled it to the brim, and drank three cups in self-reproach.

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Zhang Chulan: "..."

The other temporary workers: "..."

A group of highly talented individuals: "..."

Seeing Ma Xianhong drinking the penalty wine on his own, Jiang Bailan and the others felt a little embarrassed to look at him.

Honesty!

That's so honest!

Or rather, he was stupid!

You really can't find a fool like this anywhere else; he's so stupid that even Jiang Bailan couldn't bring herself to hit Ma Xianhong.

Zhang Chulan wasn't much better off. Watching his good nephew drink three cups of wine, he suddenly understood why the other party had started this new Jie Sect.

Really!

Anyone with a modicum of intelligence wouldn't do something like this.

As for Wang Zhenqiu and other temporary workers, they were shocked by my mother's expression for a whole year. They didn't know much about Ma Xianhong and couldn't understand why he would punish them.

What does Zhao Guizhen's crime have to do with him?

The villagers of Biyou Village covered their faces in helplessness.

Especially those with superior talent who voluntarily joined Biyou Village, such as Qiu Ren and Jin Yong, although they liked Ma Xianhong's honest character and were attracted by his personal charm, they also hoped that Lao Ma could restrain himself a bit.

Otherwise, it would make them seem dull.

"Here comes the chicken soup!"

"Here comes the chicken butt!"

At the same time, Fu Rong, dressed in a white double-breasted chef's uniform, walked over carrying a large pot of chicken soup, while Liu Wu Kui behind her carried a plate of plump and juicy chicken butts, also shouting loudly.

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Ma Xianhong: "(～￣▽￣)～ Happy!"

They can understand "chicken soup is here," but what the heck is "chicken butt is here"?

Are you suggesting we treat everyone to chicken butts?

"Old Ma, this is your favorite!" Jiang Bailan placed the braised chicken butt in front of Ma Xianhong and said to everyone, "Start eating, and remember to eat plenty..."

A group of highly talented individuals: "..."

asshole!

How can we dare to eat it after you say that!

Hearing Jiang Bailan urging them to eat their last meal, the talented young men, who had been eagerly picking up their chopsticks and eager to eat, immediately lost their appetite.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of emptiness and boredom.

"Sister Rong, sit here!" Liu Wu Kui waved, gesturing for Fu Rong to sit next to him.

After a pause, Fu Rong did not sit down next to Liu Wu Kui as usual, but instead sat down next to Feng Bao Bao.

"Sister Rong...you!"

"Fu Rong...you!"

Looking at Fu Rong sitting in the company's camp, Liu Wu Kui had an incredulous expression.

Not only him, but all the other top talents were like this, even Ma Xianhong, who was buried in making chicken butts, raised his head.

Zhang Chulan and the others looked at Jiang Bailan.

Faced with Liu Wu Kui's question, Fu Rong scratched her face slightly and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Wu Kui, I've already joined the company, so please sit here!"

"Also, it would be better if we kept to ourselves in less contact in the future, I'm afraid Special Envoy Jiang might misunderstand..."

Liu Wu Kui: "..."

-

Soon, the meal was over. Fu Rong was about to clear the dishes when Jiang Bailan raised his hand to stop her. In response to her question, he said calmly, "There's no need to clear the dishes. We don't need to eat tonight."

Ma Xianhong: "???"

A group of highly intelligent people asked: "If we don't eat rice, what will we eat?"

Jiang Bailan: "...What do you think?"