The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

"Mr. He, do you recognize the old man over there?" Ling Chen asked curiously.

He Ziyun glanced over and said, "I know him. That person is Heavenly Mechanism Jijiang, a top martial artist ranked in the top five on the Earthly List. He's very powerful. From what I overheard of your conversation with his disciple, do you have a grudge against them?"

"Not really." Ling Chen recounted the incident where Tang Guoxiong tried to sabotage him, saying, "He's a defeated opponent yet still dares to cause me trouble. If they really dare to come, just watch how I'll deal with them."

"It's better to be cautious. Although I haven't had dealings with Heavenly Mechanism Jijiang, I know he's very protective and indulges his disciples a lot. This has led to his disciples developing arrogant and overbearing attitudes."

Ling Chen confidently smiled, "That's because he hasn't faced a tough opponent." At this point, Ling Chen changed the topic, "Hey, Mr. He, what exactly does this Martial Arts Conference do? Are we just supposed to sit here?"

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. In short, the focus of the Martial Arts Conference is not on 'discussion,' but on 'martial arts.'

As they spoke, a sharply dressed man with slicked-back hair entered from the entrance and walked straight to the center of the venue. Once the middle-aged man stood still, he cupped his fists with both hands and bowed to the surrounding guests, his face full of amiable smiles.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time again for the triennial Martial Arts Conference. Besides some familiar faces, we also have many new faces, especially the arrival of Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion's Wang Hao. As the youngest top talent on the Earthly List, I'm thrilled to have invited him to attend. Young talents like Wang Hao are beneficial to martial arts in Huaxia, ensuring the future of martial arts. We old-timers no longer need to worry about the decline of martial arts."

Upon hearing the host's praise for Wang Hao, Qin Dong, sitting next to Heavenly Mechanism Jijiang, snorted disdainfully, "What's so great about it? When I reach his age, my achievements will surely surpass his."

Qin Dong's words immediately attracted the attention of many. Heavenly Mechanism Jijiang glanced at the silent Wang Hao and slightly frowned, then signaled his disciple to keep quiet with his eyes. In such a setting, some words could be spoken, while others couldn't. Wang Hao is from Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, with a background so vast that no one present could rival it.

Although Heavenly Mechanism Jijiang spoils his disciples, he knows the importance of not offending Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, as it is not a trifling matter.

Sensing his master's discontent, Qin Dong obediently closed his mouth and said no more. The host in the center pretended not to hear Qin Dong's words, laughed heartily, and continued, "Since there are many new faces participating in this conference, I'll reiterate the rules. First, no private fights are allowed during the conference. However, as martial artists, it's understandable to itch to test one's skills. So, both parties can spar, but they cannot engage in duels to the death, nor can they deliberately injure one another under the guise of sparring. Anyone found violating will be immediately disqualified and blacklisted. Our organizers will have no further dealings with them."

Pausing briefly, the middle-aged man continued, "Second, as fellow martial artists, having enmities and grievances is normal. Therefore, if there's some score to settle, you can go to the underground arena where there are no rule restrictions. Once you're in the ring, anything goes. Everyone present should be well aware of this, so I won't elaborate further."

"Third, as usual, you'll have five days to prepare. After five days, I will send you to the designated location. So, use these five days to prepare well and recharge so as not to miss the opportunity when the time comes. That's all I have to say. If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask now, and I will help clarify."

"No questions. Since there's nothing else, can I leave?" a middle-aged man asked.

"Of course. If everyone has no more questions, you can head back to your villas. When the time comes, I'll send someone to notify you."

Hearing this, the crowd stood up one after another and began to walk out of the venue.

Leaving the venue, Ling Chen and He Ziyun walked shoulder to shoulder on the tree-lined street.

"Mr. He, the man mentioned a five-day deadline. What does that mean?"

"Five days later, there will be a competition. But instead of calling it a competition, it's more of a gamble."

"A gamble?" Ling Chen was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You won't understand even if I explain now. You'll naturally understand when the time comes." Finishing, He Ziyun asked, "What do you plan to do in these few days?"

Ling Chen shook his head and said, "I'm not sure yet. I originally planned to return to East Sea City, but since there's a turn for the better in Beijing, I don't need to be so anxious. I'll stay for a few days and return to East Sea City after the Martial Arts Conference ends."

At this point, Ling Chen glanced around and said seriously, "Mr. He, no news of Little Hua yet?"

"No." Mentioning Little Hua, He Ziyun's expression immediately turned grave.

"I've already asked them to help look, but there's no clue yet. The only thing that can be confirmed is that Little Hua is in the hands of the God Organization."

"Since she's with the God Organization, Little Hua shouldn't be in any mortal danger," Ling Chen said. The God Organization's desire for Little Hua isn't new; they had tried to capture her many times before, only to be thwarted by Ling Chen.

Therefore, Little Hua has significant value to the God Organization, and due to this value, the God Organization wouldn't harm her lightly.

However, the God Organization is known for its unscrupulous ways, so for Little Hua's safety, it's best to rescue her as soon as possible.

As they spoke, the two had already returned to the villa.

...

One night passed.

The next morning, Ling Chen opened his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got out of bed, and walked to the window ledge of the third-floor bedroom, pushing open the window.

Looking at the green plants outside, Ling Chen took a few deep breaths of fresh air and prepared to go to the bathroom. But at that moment, Ling Chen's gaze was drawn to a figure on the roof of the opposite villa.

An old man lived in the villa opposite, frail and about eighty or ninety years old. At this moment, the old man stood on the rooftop, squatting in a horse stance and slowly moving his hands as if drawing circles in the air.

Although the old man's movements were very slow, Ling Chen's eyes were wide open, his eyes filled with envy.

Unity of Heaven and Man!

It was surprisingly the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man.

Ling Chen had only ever heard people mention the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man but had never seen it with his own eyes. And now, what the old man was displaying was precisely the highest realm of Unity of Heaven and Man.