Wealth?
Ye Bei has never lacked.
He has lived for too long. He once separated heaven and earth with Pangu and created human with Nüwa.
It is no exaggeration to say... if he really wants it, all the wealth of the entire world and the entire earth belongs to him.
Therefore, after listening to the reports of these servants, Ye Bei was not surprised to hear these extremely large numbers.
On the contrary, he was calm, very calm.
After sweeping his gaze over these people, he quietly looked through the window to the gradually withering peach tree outside, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he couldn't help thinking of the Ming Dynasty when he met a kid named Shen Wansan.
That kid followed him...created the wealth of a wealthy country.
It was in this world that left an immortal legend.
Although the nine people in the lobby had the same experience as Shen Wansan, they also control endless wealth, but after all, they were not the same type of people as Shen Wansan.
Shen Wansan!
It's a pity... after all, he was just an ordinary mortal, unable to withstand the erosion of the years, no matter how much wealth was given to him, what about it, he could not bring it into the coffin with him.
Even the gods and Buddhas who once claimed to be immortal have passed away in the endless river of times, turning into nothingness!
Silence!
Ye Bei's thoughts drifted far.
He thought of many old people...
...
As Ye Bei recalled those past events, the nine old people sitting in the lobby were all panicked. They didn't even dare to look at Ye Bei, their buttocks occupied a corner of the chair and waited quietly.
It was not known how long time has passed!
Just when these people all feel faint...
Ye Bei slowly retracted his eyes from the peach tree outside the window.
Seeing that there is something wrong with everyone, the corner of his mouth moved a little, and a word was gently spat out.
"It is good!"
This word could be regarded as an evaluation of the nine people just now.
Hu…
But in the lobby, after the nine old people listened, they all heaved a sigh of relief, and looked overjoyed.
They knew that although Ye Bei's remarks were simple, it showed that everyone had passed the test. After so many years of hard work, Ye Bei finally had not been disappointed by them. Although the wealth was quite different, it was the result of different industries, so the gap was natural.
"Little An, what about you?" Ye Bei looked at Wang An.
This guy, besides the title Old Immortal of Kunlun Mountain, was also the spokesperson of his stay in China at the beginning. Those nine people could have a certain degree of success, presumably, Wang An would not be worse, right?
"Master, in the past few years, this old servant has spent most of my time in this Longevity Temple. However, in the underground world around the world, I have my power...but this old servant rarely takes care of them and basically let them develop! There is not much funding, It's about 15 trillion dollars!"
Wang An bent over and answered honestly.
Huh?
However, in the lobby, after listening to the nine old people, their eyes widened, and their eyes were instantly occupied by fear.
With their identities, they could access a lot of information... Once, they vaguely knew that there was a hidden super ruler in the underground world, and the entire underground world was under his control.
But after they analyzed it, they thought it was too fake!
After all, to control the world, different countries, various mercenary organizations, killer organizations, and various large-scale black organizations, this was definitely not something ordinary people could do. The relationship was complicated, and even these different organizations often fought each other, causing countless deaths and injuries!
Just now...
Wang An said this.
He spoke out in front of Ye Bei...
But they couldn't help but believe it.
There was cold sweat on their backs.
They didn't even dream of it, Wang An turned out to be the rumored super ruler.
They thought they could sit on an equal footing with Wang An, but they didn't know that there was a sharp sword hanging on each of necks all the time. What if they were rich? With a word of Wang An, he could easily take their lives.
It seemed that the Zhao family, the Liu family, and the Jin family had completely made a wrong judgment this time.
"En."
Ye Bei hummed lightly, without the slightest surprise.
"Don't let other people know about my return this time. After 80 years of absence, I want to take a good look at the world first... As for the Zhao family, the Liu family, and the Jin family, you don't need to notify, nor respond to them, if I have the opportunity, I will meet them in person." Ye Bei continued, his voice faint.
"Master, before I came here, I heard that Zhao Bingsheng was dead. The second and third generations of the Zhao family probably didn't know anything about you, so I came to the view of longevity to cause trouble... You see, so many Wealth, in the hands of an outsider, is always bad. Since Zhao Bingsheng is no longer there, can I choose a new person to inherit it?" Kang Shixian trembled slightly and said cautiously, but there was an imperceptible light in his eyes.
"Yes, the Zhao family must pay the price." Bai Zifeng answered with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
As long as Ye Bei spoke, he would definitely not hesitate to take the people from his security company into Zhao's house and slaughter him.
"Master, let me take care of this! The Zhao family has been engaged in real estate, and they have not done anything wrong in these years. In fact, my technology company has mastered it through some channels. A lot of information can be handled by the state." Ma Tengyun said.
Others were also moved and began to accuse the Zhao family.
But Ye Bei sat leisurely, sniffing the fragrance of Qingcheng Taoist tea in the air.
"Have you said enough?" For a long time, after each of these people had said a few words, Ye Bei spoke.
The voice was flat with extreme coldness.
After listening, their bodies trembled violently, and they all bowed their heads and dared not say more.
"Bingsheng, he grew up with me watching him. After so many years, he still hasn't changed. He still likes to calculate so much! Do not participate in the Zhao family affairs, and no one is allowed to disclose it. When the time is right, I will go to see Bingsheng in person, and I don't know if his cooking skills are still there!"
In the lobby, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.
Ye Bei looked at the landscape painting he once made for Ma Zhiyuan and said softly.
After Wang An heard this, his pupils shrank, confirming his previous guess.
The other nine people were shocked...
"Zhao Bingsheng, he is not dead? He is pretending to be dead, deliberately letting the younger generation come to Kunlun Mountain to test Old Wang... He… really dare to do it!"
Hu…
Gu Jinglun took a deep breath, his voice was terrified.
Ye Bei shook his head, "Perhaps, Bingsheng just wants to gamble, bet I am not here, bet Little An is old, bet on the future prosperity of his family, in this world, many people like to gamble, any layman can't escape this mentality..."
Thump! Thump! Thump...
The words fell.
In the lobby, even Wang An's legs were frightened.
All slid down from the seat, then knelt on the ground...