Yan Shouyi introduced Zhang Shantong's identity to everyone, and they learned that this foul-mouthed old man was actually the dry grandfather Yan Shouyi mentioned last night, the legendary Daoist from Longhu Mountain.
Xue Kai, Old Jin, and the others still had a trace of respect for elders, but Long Feicheng was different.
This guy always distinguishes right from wrong, not age, and attacked Zhang Shantong without mercy.
Of course, Zhang Shantong never indulged him, always scolding Long Feicheng until he jumped with anger.
From a certain perspective, the two of them were quite similar.
Seeing Long Feicheng arguing with Zhang Shantong, Yan Shouyi couldn't help but smile.
No wonder Grandpa and Dry Grandpa could become good friends back then.
He and Long Feicheng were in this very state.
Years later, he would become like Grandpa, and Little Long would become like Zhang Shantong.
But arguments aside, Yan Shouyi's groomsmen team had taken shape.
Especially with the appearance of Zhang Shantong, the suited old man, it seemed to elevate the entire team's prestige.
It was a pity that Agong was still bedridden, otherwise, he would have definitely secured a spot in the groomsmen team.
"Wait, I just realized something."
Long Feicheng suddenly said, "We're all dressed up like this, shouldn't we also have a motorcade or something? Otherwise, just going to Feifeng Mountain like this would seem quite lacking in flair."
"Little Long is right, but what you can think of, I already thought of," Old Jin chuckled. "I called Grandpa Liu yesterday."
Yan Shouyi asked, "What did Grandpa Liu say?"
"Of course, he was willing to help!"
"But what about the motorcade? Why don't I see it?" Long Feicheng looked around.
"It's in the sky."
"Old Jin, stop lying to me, I'm not stupid!"
Long Feicheng was still teasing Old Jin when he suddenly heard the sound of propellers from above.
Everyone looked up and saw five helicopters specially dispatched by the Liu family flying over!
Most surprisingly, the front of these helicopters were adorned with flowers, clearly indicating they were here to celebrate a joyous occasion.
Yan Shouyi was dumbfounded, "This... isn't this a bit too over the top?"
He had always preferred to keep a low profile, but this time it was truly high-profile.
Not just high-profile, it was downright flashy!
Zhang Shantong patted Yan Shouyi's shoulder and laughed, "You're going to snatch the bride, not rob a bank. Shouldn't you be high-profile? Do you think the girl waiting for you wants you to sneak in, or to make a grand entrance?"
Yan Shouyi thought about it and immediately felt that Zhang Shantong made sense.
He could be low-key usually, but on this day, he absolutely could not be!
The five helicopters slowly landed on the open ground. The pilots got out and came to greet Yan Shouyi.
"Mr. Yan, where are we flying to later?"
"To Feifeng Mountain."
"Okay. And what are we going to do there?"
"Go snatch the bride."
"Okay. Then... uh? What did you just say we were going to do?"
Long Feicheng jumped up and shouted into the pilot's ear, "Go snatch the bride!!!"
The pilot's expression was incredibly complex, and he couldn't help but give Yan Shouyi a thumbs-up: These rich people play differently from us.
Going to snatch a bride by helicopter?
If they failed, would they start shooting with machine guns?
However, their helicopters were all civilian ones and did not carry any weapons.
At this moment, Old Jin had an idea and said to Yan Shouyi, "Now that we have the groomsmen, and the helicopters for picking up the bride, there's only one more thing missing!"
"What is it?" Yan Shouyi asked. "I have no experience in snatching brides, Old Jin, tell me quickly."
Old Jin rolled his eyes at him, "Do I look like someone with experience? What I'm talking about is a gift, a gift for the Bai family."
Xue Kai angrily said, "Why should we still send gifts to the Bai family?"
"You don't understand, we not only have to send a gift, but a grand gift!" Old Jin laughed. "There's a bell tower at the entrance of the village, and there's a hundred-year-old bell there. We'll go dismantle that old bell and send it to the Bai family!"
Long Feicheng burst out laughing, "As expected of you, Old Jin! Are we sending off the Bai family ancestors?"
"That's exactly my intention!" Old Jin chuckled slyly.
Zhang Shantong highly approved of Old Jin's idea, thinking this guy was truly a talent.
So, they did as they said, went to the village entrance bell tower, and "borrowed" the old bell.
Finally, they stuffed it into the helicopter.
Thus, everything was ready.
After bidding farewell to everyone, Yan Shouyi boarded the helicopter.
Today, they would act separately. Others would do their best to deal with the three formation eyes, while he would focus on rescuing Lin Zitong.
Succeed or perish!
"Brother Yan, this is my first time flying, and it's a helicopter!"
Long Feicheng sat opposite Yan Shouyi, took out his phone, and said excitedly, "Come on, let's take a photo together!"
Yan Shouyi rarely took pictures, but since he looked so handsome today, he cooperated with Long Feicheng.
Long Feicheng struck several poses, took some photos full of a nouveau riche vibe, and then happily sent them to Lu Caiwei.
Yan Shouyi suddenly thought of something and asked Long Feicheng, "What's the date today?"
"December 3rd, why?" Long Feicheng replied casually while busy flirting.
"December 3rd..." Yan Shouyi was stunned. "Wait! Today is the day my dad gets out of prison!"
He had spent all his energy on Lin Zitong these past few days and had forgotten about his own father.
Unexpectedly, the day he was going to snatch his bride was the same day his father was released from prison.
Double happiness?
But now that Yan Shouyi was already on the helicopter, he probably wouldn't have time to pick up his father.
He definitely couldn't pick up his father by helicopter; that might make his father be mistaken for a gangster and arrested again.
He could only sigh and mutter to himself:
"Dad, I'm sorry this time. Your son can only go snatch the bride first, and then come to find you!"
...
Meanwhile.
At the entrance of Pingshan Prison.
More than a dozen prison guards escorted a middle-aged man out of the prison.
This man was well-built, wearing plain clothes, his hair appeared to have been intentionally trimmed, and under his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes were bright and piercing.
He was Yan Shouyi's father, Yan Chou.
The prison guards who came to see Yan Chou off were somewhat incredulous at his appearance.
Just half a month ago, Yan Chou was still an obese man weighing over 200 jin.
But ever since Yan Chou met Yan Shouyi and started working out, his excess fat had disappeared at a visible rate.
In just half a month, he had slimmed down from over 200 jin to a perfect physique of 140 jin.
Yan Chou now no longer looked like a greasy fat man, but a handsome, cool uncle who paid great attention to his appearance.
If you were to open his clothes, you could see six-pack abs.
This kind of thing seemed incredible for an ordinary person, but for Yan Chou, others could only envy him.
"Brother Chou, you're being released today, why isn't your son here to pick you up?" a prison guard asked curiously.
Yan Chou picked up his luggage and smiled, "My son is getting married today, he's probably busy with the banquet."
Upon hearing that Yan Chou's son was getting married, everyone eagerly started giving Yan Chou red envelopes and spouting all sorts of blessings.
Yan Chou accepted them all, receiving a thick stack of money. After all, the benefits he had brought them over the years were not just this amount of money.
After some pleasantries, another prison guard asked, "Brother Chou, is no one else coming to pick you up? What hotel is your son's wedding at? How about I drive you there?"
"No need, I still have a few old friends."
Yan Chou looked outside.
He saw more than twenty people dressed strangely standing by the roadside.
There were Daoists in Taoist robes.
There were eminent monks in kasayas.
There was a blind man carrying a Guqin...
In short, among these twenty-odd people, not one looked like a normal person.
If one didn't know better, they might think a film crew was shooting a scene nearby.
But the prison guards, who knew that Yan Chou was not simple, dared not act presumptuously when they saw those people in strange clothes.
Others might be fakes, but Brother Chou's friends must be genuinely capable!
However, what were the backgrounds of these individuals?