After Zhao Yunhai and the others left, the male employee who had been facing away from them finally took off his hat.
He casually rested the broom against a tree, revealing his true face.
If Elder Feng were still alive, he would have noticed that the man's appearance was strikingly similar to an enemy he had killed in the past.
Of course, the person Elder Feng had hired at a high salary was not him.
Elder Feng had personally reviewed the personnel file before making the decision.
Long Batian originally had no opportunity to work here. It was the original employee, who was fond of petty gains, who created the opening.
Long Batian, at the lowest temporary worker wage, greatly tempted the original employee, who finally agreed.
He still received fifty thousand in salary and didn't have to do any work, only paying two thousand a month. Who wouldn't do that?
Besides, the person who hired him never came to check, so he wasn't afraid at all.
"Finally, I've got you."
Long Batian had been waiting for this opportunity for five full years.
Even though he knew that person hadn't visited once in years, he believed that if he kept waiting, the opportunity would definitely come.
Because this was the only way he knew to reach his enemy.
If he threatened the administrator, even the slightest slip-up would alert his enemy, which was why he had endured until now.
Now his chance had come, and he finally knew his enemy's face.
The revenge for his parents was an irreconcilable hatred.
More than twenty years ago, the patriarch of the Long family made a breakthrough and held a grand banquet.
Long Batian's mother was the wife of the Long family's eldest young master at the time, and she had just given birth to Long Batian.
Long Batian's survival was also a coincidence.
On that day, because of the Long family's joyous occasion, Long Batian's mother had to be present and couldn't go to the temple to fulfill her vows.
However, Long Batian's mother was a devout Buddhist, and the scheduled time could not be changed.
So Long Batian's mother asked her sister to take the infant Long Batian to the temple to fulfill her vows.
Therefore, when the tragedy occurred, only her sister and the infant Long Batian narrowly escaped.
Elder Feng had investigated at the time and knew about Long Batian's mother and the infant Long Batian.
Perhaps it was Long Batian's extreme luck; a guest from the Long family happened to be carrying an infant of similar age to Long Batian.
Long Batian's mother had just taken the infant in her arms when Elder Feng arrived alone, sword in hand.
Over the years, Long Batian's mother's sister, Long Batian's aunt, had raised him through hardship.
Before her death from illness, she also told Long Batian his true identity.
At that time, Long Aotian was not qualified to seek revenge, as he was an ordinary person with no martial arts cultivation.
However, by chance, the dragon-patterned jade pendant he had always worn on his person was stained with his blood.
The Long family's heirloom was activated, and Long Batian learned the true ancient inheritance of the Long family from it.
Martial Arts Manual: The Dragon Roams the World.
Introduction to the First Chapter: Those who master this manual shall roam the world at will.
This sentence alone could illustrate the extraordinary talent and supreme confidence of the Long clan's ancestor who created this manual.
Long Batian also happened to be a martial arts prodigy, with excellent roots and extraordinary talent.
Although he had been exposed to martial arts for a short time, Long Batian's strength advanced by leaps and bounds in just a few years.
Of course, it would have been impossible to support a martial artist like him with just the monthly salary of two thousand yuan. After his aunt passed away, she left him a considerable fortune.
Without any real combat experience, Long Batian had no idea how strong he truly was.
The root cause was that the Long family ancestors had never anticipated that their descendants in later generations would not even know their martial artist rank.
Soon, Long Batian disappeared from the scene.
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Since Zhao Yunhai had returned to Jingzhou, he naturally had to go back to Yanjing.
It was time for him to examine the core cultivation technique of the Zhao clan.
Qin Siwan was overjoyed to hear that her beloved son was returning and immediately prepared a lavish meal, waiting for him to come home for dinner.
Zhao Yunhai's private jet landed at the private hangar, and he immediately got into the car his mother had sent to pick him up.
As soon as Zhao Yunhai entered the house, he saw Yang Hui step forward, place his house slippers for him, and say, "You're back."
Zhao Yunhai paused for a moment at the words, then nodded.
"Yes, I'm back."
Zhao Yunhai even felt that this was quite nice.
As he walked further in, Zhao Yunhai saw his father sitting on the sofa watching television. Upon seeing him return, the first words he received were praise.
"You handled the Haicheng matter well."
Zhao Hongwen was very pleased to see his son's ruthless methods and efficient handling of affairs.
"I already know about your trip to Sanzhishan."
"Since you want Zhao Feng to return to the rear and contribute to the family, I have no reason to refuse."
Zhao Hongwen readily agreed to his son's minor request without any hesitation, not even needing to consider it.
For him, it was merely a casual stroke of the pen on the family's directives.
"Why are we talking about work as soon as you get home? Come, my darling son, here's some freshly washed fruit!"
Qin Siwan brought out a plate of freshly cut fruit from the kitchen. She first chided her husband before her expression instantly changed to one of joyous affection for her beloved son.
"Mom, how can I possibly finish all this fruit? We still have dinner to eat!"
Zhao Yunhai first picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to his father, then took a bite of an apple himself, finding it crisp and sweet.
"Right, right, let's go eat. I've prepared a large table of delicious dishes for you today."
Qin Siwan, in her concern, almost forgot about the meal she had just prepared.
To outsiders, Qin Siwan was the formidable behind-the-scenes controller of the notorious Black Water Company, feared by all.
But at home, she was merely a mother to her son and a good wife to her husband.
"Come, Xiao Hui, help me bring the food over."
Qin Siwan pulled Yang Hui along and hurried towards the kitchen.
Zhao Hongwen, who had been quietly eating watermelon without speaking, suddenly said.
"From now on, no matter where you go, you must investigate any suspicious individuals, even if they don't seem remarkable."
Hearing this, Zhao Haiyun knew he must have overlooked something and sat up, listening to his father's subsequent words.
Zhao Hongwen glanced towards the kitchen and quickly said, "The place you and Zhao Feng went to earlier, wasn't there an administrator there?"
Zhao Yunhai recalled the figure holding a broom and sweeping the ground and nodded.
"Dad, is there something unusual about this person?"
Zhao Hongwen took a document from his briefcase and handed it to him.
"Did Zhao Feng not discover that the administrator he hired was in his forties?"
"And the current administrator is a young man in his twenties. If it were just that, it wouldn't be anything significant. But my men discovered that this young man is a martial artist, and his identity appears to be unusual."