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The lady smiled and waved her hand, her voice gentle: "Your Majesty, there's no need to be so polite. Cheng Yi and we have a very close relationship in private. Perhaps we'll have a chance to go further in the future and become a real family."

Upon hearing this, the King of Thailand's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at Cheng Yi with a hint of mockery and curiosity: "You didn't tell me earlier that you had this kind of relationship with your husband and wife."

Cheng Yi blushed and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "I just haven't found an opportunity to say it yet. Besides, this is only the second time I've met Madam. However, I'm quite familiar with Madam's two younger relatives—Fangfang and Yuanyuan."

The King of Thailand looked at Cheng Yi with amusement, his eyes seeming to have discovered some interesting secret, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips.

Cheng Yi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, so he quickly changed the subject and urged, "Why are you, an old man, asking so many questions about young people's affairs? Hurry up and eat, I'm starving."

The King of Thailand was not offended at all. Instead, he smiled gently at his wife and said with a hint of apology, "My son is unruly and has caused you both trouble."

Upon hearing the word "little one," the gentleman and lady were already filled with turbulent emotions.

The eighty-year-old Thai king before us is known as the world's richest monarch, holding military, political, and financial power, and is the most popular monarch in Thai history.

His rise to power is an epic tale of struggle, a blend of intrigue and open maneuvering, with bloodshed and violence permeating every line.

Externally, he was an out-and-out hawkish leader who never compromised with any foreign enemies, was militaristic and aggressive, and had a fierce personality. Almost all of his neighboring countries had suffered at his hands.

Domestically, however, he presents a completely different face. His medical care and education are all paid for by the government, and he is also the head of the country's largest charitable foundation. He is known for his generosity and is revered by the people as the "Buddha of Ten Thousand Families," with an astonishingly high level of public support.

He dared to point his finger at the Japanese spokesperson at the United Nations General Assembly and hurl insults at him; when faced with the Cambodian king who was trying to create division, he could throw a water glass at him directly, and if he missed, he would pick up the water glass next to him and throw it again, without any fear of causing a diplomatic incident.

In the eyes of Thai officials, he was an iron-fisted dictator who had the final say – officials who were corrupt and accepted bribes to a certain extent would have their entire families implicated, and even relatives and friends with whom they had economic interests would suffer.

Under such iron-fisted and repressive policies, Thailand's administration was indeed much more transparent and efficient than that of previous dynasties.

Yet this iron-fisted emperor was so gentle and indulgent towards his newly found "adopted son," which left the seasoned husband and wife speechless and somewhat stunned.

Coming to their senses, the husband and wife smiled and stepped aside, leading the three of them into the restaurant.

In the center of the restaurant stands an antique eight-immortal table, already laden with dishes, a perfect mix of meat and vegetables, all with appealing colors, aromas, and flavors, the steaming heat carrying an enticing fragrance.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Cheng Yi wondered to himself: Could it really be that Madam cooked them herself?

The gentleman seemed to read his mind and smiled as he said, "Although His Majesty is here today, we'll treat it as a regular family dinner and skip the formalities. So, I asked my wife to personally cook eight dishes and a soup, all home-style dishes. I wonder if they suit your tastes?"

Cheng Yi quickly picked up the Moutai bottle on the table, poured half a glass for each of his husband and wife, and then poured himself a glass. With a sincere smile on his face, he said, "You two are already so busy with your affairs every day, and you still have time to prepare this meal for us. I am truly flattered."

However, I also know that I'm only doing this because of the old man. Therefore, I'll offer this first toast on behalf of the old man, wishing you both a long and happy life together, a harmonious and loving family, and lasting happiness.

After saying that, he raised his glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp, his movements swift and decisive.

The man looked at his wife beside him, a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and said with a smile, "We've been married for so many years, and apart from our wedding day, this seems to be the first time someone has so openly blessed our love."

The lady nodded, a gentle smile in her eyes: "Yes, Cheng Yi is an honest and straightforward person. Not only did he save Fangfang and Yuanyuan before, but a few days ago he also gave our aviation bureau a huge surprise and helped us a lot."

She paused, looked at Cheng Yi, and said sincerely, "To be honest, I was quite shocked when the King of Thailand handed me your photos and information. It was really unexpected. However, I was quite happy, after all, I had met you before and knew what kind of person you were, and that you were a reliable person."

"It is truly a joyous occasion for you and your son to reunite today. The King entrusted this matter to me, and I thought that since we have known the King for more than ten years, we have never invited him to a family dinner. Why not take this opportunity to invite you and your son over for a get-together?"

The lady continued, “Today, my husband and I are not leaders, just our hosts; you two are not kings or investment tycoons, just a father and son visiting. Let’s not talk about national affairs, just family matters, and have a nice meal.”

Upon hearing this, the King of Thailand immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "Good! We'll listen to the wife; let's only talk about family matters and nothing else!"

The four men exchanged smiles, raised their glasses together, clinked them lightly, producing a crisp sound, and then drank them down in one gulp.

The moment the wine glasses hit the table, the atmosphere instantly became relaxed and harmonious, and the previous slight awkwardness and distance vanished without a trace.

As evening fell, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a warm golden glow on the magnificent little building.

Cheng Yi and the King of Thailand walked out of the building side by side. The King of Thailand was in much better spirits than when he arrived, and his steps were more steady. Clearly, the family banquet had made him feel good.

Cheng Yi stopped, turned around and waved to the gentleman and lady standing at the entrance of the building, and said with a smile, "Aunt, Uncle, you don't need to see me off. The old man has guards with him, he can just take me back, it's very convenient."

He seemed to suddenly remember something, slapped his forehead, and added, "Oh right, it's my first time meeting my uncle, so I didn't prepare anything decent. Please take this as a small gift."

As he spoke, he took out a small black USB drive from his pocket and handed it to the lady.

The lady held the USB drive, raised an eyebrow with amusement, and teased, "What kind of product is this this time? Could it be another surprise from the aerospace field?"

Cheng Yi grinned: "How can you always focus on one area to make money? This is in the field of medical technology, and it's a technology unique to Japan. They kept it very well hidden, and it took me a lot of effort to get my hands on it."

A knowing smile appeared on the lady's lips as she gently stroked the USB drive with her fingertips: "Alright, I'll accept it then. I'll have the research department take a look at it later."

Cheng Yi didn't stop there, and added, "Um, Aunt, if you've finished your research and have some left over, could you share some of the technology with the old man?"

Upon hearing this, the lady chuckled and said, "Well, you've only just met your father, and you're already making arrangements for him? It really is true what they say, 'Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons go to war together.'"

Cheng Yi scratched his head somewhat awkwardly and explained, "It's not that I'm biased, it's just that Thailand's medical level is far behind ours. Even if we give them the technology, they won't be able to figure it out in a short time. At most, they can learn from it and improve basic medical care, which would be making the best use of it."

Just as the lady was about to say something more, her expression suddenly changed. Her smiling eyes instantly became blank, her gaze fixed on Cheng Yi's back, her finger pointing forward uncontrollably, her lips moving but no sound coming out.

Almost at the same time, the hairs on Cheng Yi's body stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis surged through his body like an electric current.

He felt a chill run down his spine and immediately turned around without thinking. At the same time, he channeled his inner energy throughout his body, and his innate indestructible qi instantly formed an invisible protective shield on his body surface.

However, it's too late.

"Bang bang bang-!"

Several piercing gunshots rang out in succession, shattering the tranquility of the evening.

Cheng felt as if he had been hit by several bullets, experiencing a slight impact, but the bullets could not penetrate his defenses at all—not to mention his physical defense and golden body defense of up to 100 points, his innate indestructible qi alone was something that ordinary bullets could not shake.

However, his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Because he clearly saw several glaring flowers of blood bloom on the King's chest—the King had been shot!

"court death!"

Cheng Yi roared angrily, no longer caring about concealing his strength. He suddenly raised his right hand, channeled all his power, and unleashed a powerful Hundred Steps Divine Fist Shadowless Palm strike.

The surging internal energy transformed into an invisible wave of energy, instantly striking the assassin dressed in traditional Thai attire, who was mixed in with the guards, not far away.

Logically speaking, Cheng Yi's all-out attack in such an emergency should have blasted a bloody hole into an elephant.

But the assassin seemed to be pushed by a tremendous force, flying backward more than ten meters unharmed, rolling several times on the ground, and then struggling to get up.

He dared not linger, ran a few steps, and leaped up the high wall next to him.

Before he could even stand firm, a barrage of gunfire erupted from the other side of the wall. Countless bullets struck him, his body swayed, and he plummeted straight down the high wall, lifeless.

Cheng Yi had no interest in looking at the guards and security personnel who had finally realized what was happening and were now on alert everywhere.

He rushed forward and carefully picked up the Thai king, who had been shot in the chest and was beginning to lose consciousness, and then turned and rushed into the building.

"Uncle, keep all news under wraps. No one must know that the King of Thailand has been assassinated!"

After leaving those words, he disappeared into the shadows inside the building, leaving the gentleman and lady to exchange a glance before immediately summoning security.

The man's face was ashen, his hands were behind his back, and his knuckles were white from the force he was exerting.

The lady stood to the side, equally furious, her gaze sweeping over the security personnel who had lowered their heads in shame. Her lips were tightly pressed together, and she couldn't utter a single word.

A palpable tension filled the air; everyone knew just how serious this blunder was.

Looking at the guards from Thailand, they were all pale with fright, trembling slightly, their heads hanging so low they almost buried themselves in their chests, barely daring to breathe.

The man was silent for a moment before finally speaking, his voice low and menacing, as if a storm was brewing: "Xiaoyu, block all news and call an emergency doctor immediately."

The man whose name was called said "yes," immediately took out his phone, his fingers slipping due to nervousness, and he had to press the button several times before finally dialing the number. He whispered something, his tone respectful yet urgent.

The gentleman and lady exchanged a glance, both seeing the thorny issue in each other's eyes.

This is the King of Thailand, the absolute monarch of Thailand, who holds power over the military, politics, and economy. If something were to happen to him, not only would the relationship between the two countries be affected, but they would also be unable to clear their name even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

"Who would have thought... that there would be a traitor hidden within Thailand's own guards?" The lady finally couldn't hold back, her voice filled with disbelief and anger.

As they were talking, Xiaoyu had already led several security personnel in and took the distraught Thai guards out. It was called "house arrest," but in reality, it was no different from guarding prisoners.

The gentleman and his wife hurried into the inner room. As soon as they entered, they saw Cheng Yi lay the Thai king flat on the sofa and carefully pour liquid into the king's mouth from a small red bottle. His movements were focused and swift.

On the other side, Cheng Yi had already torn open the Thai King's clothes, revealing his wounded chest.

Several silver needles were precisely inserted around the wound, their gleaming silver bodies shimmering under the light.

What's even more astonishing is that after the silver needles were inserted, the wound, which was still bleeding profusely, stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yi waved his hand, as if propelled by an invisible force, and the silver needles began to sway slightly with a "buzzing" sound.

As the swinging motion increased, the bullet inside the wound was slowly being pushed out by an unseen force!

The husband and wife were dumbfounded by what they saw.

As leaders, they had met many masters of traditional Chinese medicine, but they had never seen such a miraculous effect—a bullet could be forcibly expelled from the body by true qi.

Cheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief as two blood-stained bullets landed with a "clink" in the tray beside him.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and casually assumed the title of "Immortal Healer," instantly activating his divine healing skills. Combined with his longevity energy, he gently brushed over the King's wound.

Wherever the fingertips touched, the originally hideous wounds began to heal slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin and flesh writhed, and soon a layer of light pink new flesh formed, which amazed the onlookers.

The gentleman and lady exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with intense curiosity—just how many secrets did Cheng Yi hold?

But now was clearly not the time to ask questions. The two tacitly suppressed their curiosity and focused their attention on the Thai King on the sofa, their eyes full of concern.

About five minutes later, the two bullet holes in the King's chest had completely healed, leaving only faint marks.

Cheng Yi kept one hand pressed against the Thai King's back, continuously channeling longevity energy to steadily support his life force.