I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Bump!"

"Three bamboos!"

"Two dots!"

"Hahaha, winning on self-drawn tile!"

...

Two groups of four people had just enough players for a game of mahjong, and somehow, they had inexplicably begun to sit in the living room and started playing the national quintessence.

Meanwhile, the construction crew called in by Zhang Menglong had already started repairing the damaged places in the house.

Tong Wei was curled up in a corner of the villa, shivering with fear. His eyes were helpless, not understanding why these people acted as if they couldn't see him.

Couldn't those workers see a person covered in blood lying in this room? Wouldn't normal people, even if they didn't call the police, at least give him a few different looks?

But after these construction workers arrived at the villa, besides glancing at him when they first arrived, they acted as though he didn't exist.

Little did he know that these people, who appeared to be from a construction crew, were actually from Zhang Menglong's own people. How could they betray their own young master?

"If this keeps up, I'm really going to die!" Although he was highly skilled, Tong Wei's injuries this time were too severe. He gradually felt his life force slowly ebbing away, his eyelids getting heavier, and his body increasingly numb.

"I can only seek help from the elders this time."

In truth, Tong Wei had sneaked out. The people of Realm Island had no idea, and his teacher and several top figures of Realm Island still thought he was in seclusion for cultivation.

If they were to find out he had snuck out of Realm Island for a woman, he guessed his bones would be broken.

But now he had no other choice. If this continued, he would die; even if the people of Realm Island found out, he would at most face some punishment.

He immediately used Realm Island's unique method of communication to transmit news of his injuries to Realm Island.

In the depths of the Pacific Ocean, there was a distortion point in time and space, like an isolated Immortal Realm of eternal bliss.

An elder with a European appearance, radiating an aura of grim killing intent, suddenly opened his eyes.

"This kid, really ran off," the elder's eyes emanated a hint of murderous intent, "So there's someone who dares to touch my Realm Island's people. It seems that after so many years without leaving the island, the outside world has forgotten about the existence of Realm Island?"

The elder said to his disciples, "Tell the Island Master for me, I'm stepping out!"

...

"Kong!"

"White tile!"

"One bird!"

"Hahaha, Zhang Menglong, how did you bomb out again? I thought you were all-capable, but it turns out there are things you can't handle too!" Wang Ling taunted with laughter.

"Fuck, I'll go learn mahjong from Sparrow God in a couple of days and obliterate you!"

"Impressive with cheats, huh?"

Zhang Menglong said fiercely, "How much do I owe you now?"

"2.52 million!" Wang Ling said with a smile, "Thank you for your generous tips, Boss Zhang."

"Dammit!" Zhang Menglong directly transferred the money.

"You guys are playing so big, aren't you afraid of being caught for gambling?"

"No, they only go after big money for gambling, this is just chump change!" Zhang Menglong said carelessly.

"Uh..." Jiang Qiyuan was speechless. You can lose over two million in a few rounds of mahjong and you're telling me it's just chump change? Isn't that enough for a jail sentence?

"No problem, if that doesn't work, I'll just smelt a batch of gold next time, and we can use gold as chips, right?"

"You're always the clever one!"

They started shuffling the tiles again.

"Wang Ling, how do you plan on handling the stuff online? You've already been dubbed the 'Ancestor of Brown-nosers', 'King of Greasiness', and that internet celebrity was still bashing you on her livestream yesterday."

"Oh, right, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten," Wang Ling stood up and walked back to Tong Wei, delivering a kick to his butt, "That guy who attacked me, you hired him, didn't you?"

Tong Wei didn't speak. He thought that once the Elder from Realm Island arrived, we'd see if they could still be so arrogant.

"Not talking, huh?" Wang Ling wasn't angry, "No matter, whatever means they used, there will always be some traces left behind."

When the time came, Wang Ling could just casually ask Stark for a piece of Artificial Intelligence code to help him find the records of those shady transactions and post them online to clear his name.

"Bang!" Wang Ling kicked him again, "Ungrateful jerk!"

"Do you really think people from my Realm Island can be moved by your mortal whims?" Just as Wang Ling finished that kick, a voice as sonorous as a Buddhist chant filled the villa.

"Elder! Elder! I'm here, save me!"

Hearing that voice, Tong Wei started shouting as if seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

"Hahaha, you're all dead meat now, the Elder from Realm Island is here; I want you all dead!" Tong Wei's face twisted with venom, as if he wanted to tear Wang Ling and the others to shreds right there and then.

The elderly Westerner stood at the entrance of the villa, wearing a long black robe, his eyes filled with intense rage.

He had not expected Tong Wei to be beaten so badly.

"Doesn't he look a bit odd, an old foreign guy wearing a black robe like from ancient Huaxia?"

"Hahaha, might be playing cosplay."

"Did you hear earlier, that Tong Wei was shouting for the 'Elder'? I thought all Realm Islanders were Asians. Turns out they've got Europeans, too."

A few people whispered among themselves, completely disregarding the old man who had just appeared.

"Useless, can't even handle a few worldly people," the Elder said with disappointment.

"Elder, these aren't ordinary people," as if suddenly feeling an immense injustice, Tong Wei cried out hysterically, "He freakin' knows Armor Integration, Armor Warriors, Emperor Heroes, do you even know what that is?!"

"Nonsense!" The Elder didn't know what Armor Warriors were, or what Tong Wei was talking about, assuming Tong Wei was just making excuses for his incompetence.

"Hey, old man, you his elder, right?" Zhang Menglong asked, "Got money with you? He owes us 160 billion US dollars. Pay up, and you can take him with you."

"What?" The Elder's mouth twitched.

Had the youth of today become so fearless through ignorance? He glanced at Tong Wei again, "You've thrown all the face of Realm Island away!"

"If you haven't brought the money, then go back," Zhang Menglong said, "come redeem him when you've scraped together the cash."

"Seeking death!" A lethal aura blazed in the Elder's eyes.

"Excuse us! Make way!" Before the Elder had the chance to make a move, the housemaid rushed over with a broom, "I just finished cleaning up. Are you ill? Can't you respect the results of others' hard work?"

"Mr. Zhang, is this your guest?" the maid turned and asked Zhang Menglong.

"Don't know him." Zhang Menglong shook his head.

"If he's not Mr. Zhang's guest, then don't get in the way!" The maid brandished the broom at the old man, "Go on, get out, is Mr. Zhang's house the sort where just anyone can waltz in?"

"Damn woman!" When had the Elder ever been treated like this?

A worldly maid dared to shoo him away with a broom.

"Menglong!" Wang Ling tensed. He obviously knew that this old man was the elder Tong Wei had called for, and he must be more formidable than Tong Wei, while the Zhang family's maid was just an ordinary person. If she were to get hurt, she wouldn't be able to take it.

"Eh, no worries, don't be nervous," Zhang Menglong consoled, "Did you think anyone could just work as a maid at my place?"

"Huh?"

At that moment, as the Elder tried to grab the maid's neck, his arm was seized by a hand that seemed rather thin and dark.

"You!" The Elder looked terrified, the maid's strength rendered him immobile!

"Old geezer, you dare to strike in Mr. Zhang's house?" The maid tightened her grip on the Elder's arm, causing it to make cracking sounds, and in an instant, his face was covered by the Mask of Pain.

What in the world was this place? How could a maid be so horrifying? He was a master of the Heavenly Origin Boundary!

"How about it?" Zhang Menglong smiled, "Your auntie is still your auntie, huh?"