Yun Yi

Chapter 976: Eldest Senior Brother

Chapter 976: Chapter 976: Eldest Senior Brother


Zhao Xiaohui left the room angrily, but the five hundred billion revealed by Li Feng made her unable to remain calm.


As a disciple of the Longevity Sect, Zhao Xiaohui wanted to gain more, which required sufficient contribution, and Contribution Value not only allowed her to climb higher but also brought immense benefits.


If she could introduce this person to the protector, she might go a step further.


Zhao Xiaohui pondered for a moment and took out her phone: "Hello, is this Brother Zhang?"


Over an hour later.


A man appeared in the hotel, went straight to the door of a room, and knocked directly a few times.


The door was opened immediately.


The man glanced inside and showed a lewd smile at the corner of his mouth: "Xiaohui, you are becoming more and more captivating."


Saying this, the man hurriedly entered the room, closed the door behind him, and pinned Zhao Xiaohui against the wall.


"Senior Brother... don’t...!"


"Hey, you little flirty, all cleaned up now saying don’t."


The man reached out and tore off the towel on Zhao Xiaohui’s body, amid her exclamation, and got straight to the point.


After more than ten minutes.


The man sat weakly on the sofa, lit a post-coital cigarette, looked at Zhao Xiaohui, who picked up a towel and wrapped it around herself, and felt a bit tempted again.


"You mentioned on the phone earlier that there’s a billionaire who wants to meet the Heavenly Master?"


Zhao Xiaohui sat down next to him and also lit a cigarette.


"Yes."


"Do you know the details?"


Zhao Xiaohui shook her head slightly: "I couldn’t find out at all, this person is very alert, but I’m sure of one thing, the person’s bank card really has over a billion, I personally used their phone to transfer the money."


"Oh, with over a billion on the bank card, this is no small figure, and you can’t tell at all who they are?"


Zhao Xiaohui shook her head slightly: "I can basically recite the names of the prominent rich, including the second-generation wealthy, by heart. When I see them, I can recognize about 70-80 percent, but I truly have no impression of this person."


"Initially I thought the person was an ordinary client, and I never expected them to be so powerful."


"But from the brief conversation with him, it seems he knows about our Longevity Sect and some things about the Longevity Dharma Conference. After all, he knows the Dharma Conference is divided into external and internal sessions, which very few people are aware of."


"But it’s certain he is attending the Dharma Conference for the first time."


"He came by taxi, or perhaps one of our people brought him, yet he isn’t very clear on the specific details of the Dharma Conference."


The man leaning on the sofa listened to Zhao Xiaohui’s words, frowning deeply.


He held a high position within the Longevity Sect, being a personal disciple of a protector, and was considered a senior brother within the sect, having access to the protector and even Lin the Heavenly Master.


"Having billions, yet remaining unknown."


Zhao Xiaohui turned to the mumbling man: "Senior Brother, do you think he could be the descendant of some influential family?"


"After all, truly powerful families almost always stay behind the scenes, and many who make it to the rich lists are merely those pushed to the forefront."


In most eyes, the wealthy on the rich list are the most glamorous, this top billionaire, that prestigious family, constantly under public scrutiny.


But such wealthy families are nothing in front of true aristocratic clans.


The senior brother gave an acknowledging sound to Zhao Xiaohui’s words.


"That’s indeed possible."


"If he truly belongs to some influential family, what he seeks wouldn’t be trivial." The senior brother said, dismissing the notion of seeking destiny’s guidance.


The senior brother didn’t take it to heart; if the counterpart was truly lost, he wouldn’t be seeking their Heavenly Master, but those who had attained enlightenment.


Everyone knows, although Lin the Heavenly Master provides pointers, it’s about wealth and power.


"Senior Brother, should we make the introduction? This could be a big fish."


Zhao Xiaohui was a little anxious; after all, it was her first time encountering someone of this caliber.


The senior brother smoked and remained noncommittal.


After a long while, he leisurely said: "No rush, after all, the source is unclear, and offering ourselves isn’t a business."


"Hmm?"


Zhao Xiaohui looked at the senior brother: "Senior Brother, what do you mean?"


"The Dharma Conference hasn’t started yet, and even if it ends, if this person truly has the capital, the Heavenly Master can make time, right?"


"Let’s test him first."


"Senior Brother, trying is okay, but I’m afraid it might be counterproductive."


Recalling the interaction, Zhao Xiaohui realized she hadn’t gained any upper hand from the meeting to the departure, completely led by the other’s pace.


Moreover, the person didn’t play by the rules, making it feel difficult to proceed.


"Humph, if he truly wishes to meet the Heavenly Master, he wouldn’t turn hostile easily, don’t worry, I have a plan." The senior brother looked at Zhao Xiaohui.


"Xiaohui, you did well with this matter, if it turns out the person has great potential, your contribution won’t be small."


The senior brother seemed interested again.


"Senior Brother, can you still go on?"


"Can still go on?"


"A man can never say he can’t."


After speaking, the senior brother plunged into Zhao Xiaohui.


In the restaurant inside the hotel.


Li Feng sat at a window-side table, eating from the buffet he had brought up, at this moment, a tall figure entered from the entrance of the buffet restaurant.


Instantly, the eyes of some men in the restaurant were drawn over.


The tall figure surveyed the buffet restaurant, and her gaze stopped at the window-position, stepping forward.


"A dignified billionaire, eating this?"


Zhao Xiaohui approached the table, her eyes carrying a hint of aloofness; she knew men well, the more accessible you are, the less they care.


Only when you are extremely aloof, keeping them at a distance, will they covet you more.


Li Feng turned his fork, placing a piece of Dali Country noodle roll into his mouth, and glanced at Zhao Xiaohui approaching.


His gaze examined her up and down.


She wore a moon-white outfit, her already voluptuous figure appeared graceful and striking against the clothing.


Though her looks could only score a nine, her body definitely deserved a full score.


After all, not everyone dared to wear such clothes, they demanded strict body standards, neither too fat nor too thin, and wearing them beautifully was not something just any beauty could manage.


"What, do you want to treat me to a meal?"


Zhao Xiaohui rolled her eyes, you actually said that.


"Sure, wonder if you’d grace me with your presence."


Zhao Xiaohui came with a purpose, if the person was a penniless guy, daring to say that, she would have looked down on him long ago and turned to leave.


But at this point, she still needed to play along with Li Feng.


Li Feng put down his fork: "Considering your outfit, tell me, where do you want to take me?"


"Zhongtian City, it’s my first time here."