The old servant repeated what he just said.
Ma Qingming was still stunned on the spot, his eyes wide open as if he still hadn't realized what happened.
Just then, the phone rang.
Ma Qingming's eyes froze when he saw the caller ID.
The caller was also a strong Martial King, Lin Yian, the Martial King of Rongcheng.
Lin Yian had always been on good terms with his own martial arts king, Ma Yongshan, and had a very good relationship with the Ma family. A few days ago, when Ma Qingming inquired about Ning Chen, he asked Lin Yian.
With a glance, the old servant left the room and Ma Qingming answered the phone.
"Senior Lin..."
When the call was connected, Ma Qingming immediately put on a smile and even spoke grovelingly.
"you listen to me."
On the other end of the phone, an old voice interrupted Ma Qingming and continued: "Qingzhou, don't get involved in Ning Chen's matter. You, the Ma family, can't afford to offend him."
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"Senior Lin, why..."
"This matter is non-negotiable."
Lin Yi'an interrupted Ma Qingming again and said calmly: "Of course, if the Ma family wants to offend a strong man with unfathomable strength and insists on destroying themselves, I will not stop you, but this matter has nothing to do with me. It doesn’t matter at all, I hope you understand that.”
Ma Qingming stood there and remained silent for a long time before speaking in a trembling voice: "Senior Lin, I...I can't figure it out."
"Whether it's you or my ancestor of the Ma family, they are both century-old martial kings. Is it possible that we are still afraid of them?"
Lin Yian pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "Qingming, I have watched you grow up. Are there some things you still don't understand when you are over eighty years old?"
"What I tell you is what you are entitled to know."
"As for other things, there are more things that you have no right to know, so I tell you now, that Wen Qinglan, especially that Ning Chen, is not someone the Ma family can afford to offend, so you should take care of yourself!"
There were only busy signals on the phone, and Ma Qingming stood there blankly for a while without regaining consciousness.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head, like a needle prick. Ma Qingming even felt that the temperature of his body was gradually cooling down, and his vitality was quickly disappearing.
Today is the deadline mentioned by Ning Chen, and it is also Ma Qingming's last chance to survive.
Ma Qingming finally felt endless regret in her heart. Why did she have to go to Ning Chen to cause trouble?
Today, the ancestor Ma Yongshan is nowhere to be found, the Ma family's status is in doubt, and Ning Chen is a being that the Ma family cannot afford to offend. There is no hope of revenge for future generations. He has simply lost his wife and lost his army!
Ma Qingming fell to the ground weakly. The sound attracted the servant outside the door. The servant came in and hurriedly helped Ma Qingming to the bed.
On his deathbed, Ma Qingming ordered his servant to record the incident and issued a ban to everyone in the Ma family. No one was allowed to investigate Ma Pingnan's death, let alone seek revenge. Violators of the family rules would be punished.
Then he died, and he did not see Ma Yongshan, the ancestor of the Ma family, even before he died.
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Two days later, a celebration banquet was held at the Qingzhou City Wushu Association Branch.
Zheng Wenlong broke through King Wu, and the Qingzhou Wushu Association branch was upgraded to a special-level Wushu Association branch.
Ning Chen brought Zi Ji to the banquet.
In the banquet hall of the Qingzhou Wushu Association branch, many martial artists gathered together, chatting and laughing, and congratulated Zheng Wenlong one after another.
Most of these warriors were Zheng Wenlong's old friends, and their cultivation levels were similar to Zheng Wenlong's. They were all martial arts masters, or martial arts grand masters.
Nowadays, Zheng Wenlong jumped over the dragon gate and became a powerful martial king. These people are either fawning over or trying to get along with each other, making Zheng Wenlong very busy.
Ning Chen and Zi Ji came to the door and were about to take out the invitations, but the member of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association recognized Ning Chen at a glance and immediately said with a smile: "Mr. Ning, you are here to give face to Boss Zheng. No invitation, come with me, I will take you up!"
Ning Chen and Zi Ji followed the martial arts association members and walked in together.
When passing by the first floor, I also saw Zheng Wenlong chatting and laughing with a group of warriors.
But the members did not stop, but led Ning Chen and Zi Ji all the way to the second floor.
Compared to the first floor, the second floor is much quieter. Young disciples gather together in twos and threes and chat quietly. The strength of these young disciples varies greatly. Among the strongest masters, many are just ordinary people with little cultivation.
When they went upstairs, the member who led the way had already briefly introduced Ning Chen.
Although the people on the second floor are younger than the veteran martial arts experts on the first floor and their strength is not as good as them, their status is higher.
Because each of them represents a Martial King!
In response to this, Ning Chen just nodded and didn't say much. After all, Zheng Wenlong had just broken through to the Martial King. No matter his strength or background, he was probably not good enough in the eyes of other Martial Kings. That's why he only sent representatives. No strong Martial King was present in person. .
Now that he's here, he'll be in peace and at least say hello to Zheng Wenlong before leaving. Ning Chen took Zi Ji to a random corner and walked over.
As soon as the two of them sat down, a clear voice sounded from beside them: "Mr. Ning!"
Then a figure stood up and walked quickly towards this side.
Ning Chen couldn't help but be startled when he saw the person coming. He didn't expect that Chen Xin was here.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Chen? What? Are you coming to attend Wen Long's celebration banquet too?"
Ning Chen was a little surprised. As Chen Xin, he was really surprised to come to such a banquet.
"I'm just stopping by. I'm mainly here to thank you."
With a smile on her face, Chen Xin stared at Ning Chen with her beautiful eyes and said, "Mr. Ning, you are the savior who saved my life twice."
"It went smoothly the first time. As for the second time, isn't the Wushu Association helping me with something? You have nothing to thank me for."
Ning Chen said straightforwardly.
Chen Xin's expression froze. She was at the level of a goddess in terms of status and appearance. This was the first time she saw a man of the same age treat her with such an indifferent attitude, even chatting to death with just one sentence.
But Ning Chen has always been like this, and Chen Xin seems to have been used to it. He laughed out loud, and then said: "Mr. Ning, I do have other things to come to you this time..."
"You can't control the extra power in your body, can you?"
Ning Chen spoke calmly. He could tell at a glance that Chen Xin contained a power within her body. Although it was forcibly suppressed, there was always a risk of it exploding.
Chen Xin's eyes narrowed, but she didn't expect Ning Chen to see through her problem at a glance.
She wore a metal bracelet on her hand, which looked very cool, like an accessory worn by young people. In fact, this bracelet had the same effect as the necklace that suppressed King Wu's strength before.
"Mr. Ning, since you can see my problem at a glance, you must have a solution!"
Chen Xin looked excited and couldn't help but even leaned forward, staring at Ning Chen with burning eyes, and asked with a look of joy on her face.
