The person following Huang Ming was a Volkswagen commercial vehicle.
Huang Ming scanned the car with his spiritual mind and found that there were only two people in the car, and they were both mortals. They should be the company employees sent by the Wang family's junior son to follow him.
Huang Ming couldn't help but feel annoyed. It seemed that the Wang family in the capital was really used to being arrogant and could not be frightened so easily. If the young boy of the Wang family was not given a truly unforgettable lesson, this matter would probably never end. .
Huang Ming simply turned around and drove towards the office building again. He wanted to use his carbine.
After arriving at the building and parking the car, Huang Ming went to the elevator room in the underground parking lot and prepared to take the elevator.
But at this moment, in an elevator traveling upward, a spiritual thought of an immortal cultivator swept over him.
Huang Ming scanned in reverse and found that the monk who was investigating him was in the early stage of Jindan cultivation.
The elevator stopped at the eighteenth floor. It seemed that the early-stage Golden Elixir monk in the elevator was a rescuer invited by the young boy of the Wang family.
Huang Ming hesitated. He was only in the middle stage of foundation building. If he made a disagreement and acted on the spot, he might suffer a loss.
However, Huang Ming finally walked into the elevator resolutely, because there were so many mortals here that he probably wouldn't do anything on the spot.
The 18th floor arrived quickly, and Huang Ming walked directly to the general manager's office in a swagger.
The ordinary employees of the company who had met Huang Ming before were all stunned. None of them expected that the person who had just beaten the head of the head office this morning would actually come again.
In the general manager's office, in addition to the Wang family's youngest son, there were two more people.
One is a fat man in his fifties, and the other is an early-stage Jindan cultivator, about forty years old.
When the immortal cultivator saw Huang Ming enter the office, he nodded slightly to him, and then patted the fat man.
"Mr. Li, please step aside. The Second Young Master and I want to use your office to talk to someone."
"Oh, okay, I just have to go to the finance department to get the business report for the first half of the year, so I'll excuse you."
This fat man should be the boss of this branch. He nodded and left the office.
After the fat man left, the immortal cultivator looked at Huang Ming carefully and then raised his hands.
"Wang Yu, who is from a well-known cultivating family in Tianchi, the lower capital, dare to ask what sect my friend is from? What is his name?"
Huang Ming also looked at Wang Yu carefully.
He was wearing a light yellow Chinese-style long-breasted gown and a pair of black loose-fitting trousers. He had a pretty face and a kind expression.
But this was not the time to make friends and chat, so Huang Ming got straight to the point.
"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to ask, what do you really want?".
"It's okay if you don't tell me, fellow Taoist. Apart from the Buddha Sect in this southern border area, there is also the Thousand Gu Sect. It's actually not difficult to know who you are."
Wang Yu smiled slightly, looking very calm.
"So what if you know? Originally, we didn't mess with each other, but in this matter, you were wrong in the first place and you were aggressive. I just want to ask, what do you really want?"
Huang Ming was too lazy to go around with him and continued to ask.
"What you said, fellow Taoist, is wrong. Our Wang family in the capital has not offended the secluded sects in southern Xinjiang, so how can we be wrong in the first place?"
"My little boy's car crash was just an ordinary dispute between mortals. As an immortal cultivator, you blatantly interfered in mortal affairs. Don't you think you were the one who was at fault?"
"This? Uh...".
Huang Ming was stunned. What the other party said really made him unable to refute it for a moment.
"Fellow Taoist, Xiaolingtian is now dominated by mortals. We immortal cultivators should act in a low-key and secretive manner. The Hidden World Shenlong Division does not care about any disputes between sects or individuals in the hidden world and cannot control it."
"But if cultivators dare to use magic power to interfere in mortal affairs, then Yinlongsi and our major cultivating sects will naturally not be able to ignore it, don't you think so?"
"Don't talk to me about anything else. I know what you want to say. Although I am an immortal cultivator, things between mortals are also divided into right and wrong. I can't watch my friends being bullied, right?"
Huang Ming expressed his point of view.
"Fellow Taoist, there are no rules. Mortals are mortals, and immortal cultivators are immortal cultivators. Just as you saw a rabbit being eaten by a wolf, do you just kill the wolf?"
"If the wolf is eaten by a tiger, then will you kill the tiger again? Fellow Taoist, there are laws in everything, whether animals or people, including us immortal cultivators, we must follow them."
"Besides, there is no right or wrong in anything in the world. Existence is reasonable. Mortals have their own pursuits. We immortal cultivators also have our own pursuits."
"But in the final analysis, isn't what we and mortals ultimately pursue is freedom and convenience? Therefore, no matter whether it is right or wrong, we immortal cultivators cannot interfere in the affairs of mortals."
"This? Hiss...".
Huang Ming touched his chin.
He suddenly realized that he couldn't speak to this Wang Yu. What this guy said seemed to make sense, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"I don't care what the rules are. I only know that my friend has been bullied. Whether as a mortal or a cultivator, I can't just sit idly by and ignore it. I still say the same thing, what do you want?"
Huang Ming didn't want to argue with Wang Yu anymore. This guy must have engaged in pyramid schemes before. If he continued talking to him, he might have to apologize.
"My fellow Taoist, how come you still don't understand after talking for a long time? Well, since you insist on an answer, I will tell you clearly."
"No matter what happens between mortals, Yinlongsi and our Wang family will not care. But if there are immortal cultivators who want to forcefully interfere with mortal affairs, then don't blame us for being rude."
Wang Yu lost his patience and went straight to a showdown.
"Sister, I finally understand. You Wang family's junior son is relying on the Wang family, but he uses his identity as an ordinary person to do mischief in the world."
"You, the Wang family, are covering up Yinlongsi in the name of protecting mortals. In the end, whether you are a mortal or an immortal cultivator, it is your Wang family that has the final say."
Huang Ming finally understood what it meant to be both an athlete and a referee. The Wang family in the capital was indeed shameless.
"Fellow Taoist, since the connection between this world and the upper world has long been lost, and now it is dominated by mortals, you should accept this reality, unless of course you don't want to practice or live."
Wang Yu threatened.
"Damn it, I don't believe in this evil. Anyway, I'm just a carefree cultivator. If you want to play, then I'll play with you."
"I say it again, as long as you dare to embarrass my friend, unless I die, I will kill every one of you Wang family members, whether they are mortals or immortal cultivators."
Huang Ming was really angry. He was very excited when he said this, and the veins on his face were exposed.
"Hmph, you, a mid-stage monk, dare to challenge our Wang family?"
After Wang Yu said this, he "called out" and a wave of spiritual power from the early stage of the golden elixir swept towards Huang Ming.
Huang Ming's clothes were blown away, and the muscles on his face were also blown out of shape. The magic power of the Golden Core Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage were indeed not at the same level.
However, Huang Ming's body refining technique has reached the early stage of the third level, which is equivalent to the early stage of the Golden Core, so he did not move and still looked at Wang Yu with a ferocious expression.
