Deliveryman of the Heaven

Early morning the next day, an unexpected guest arrived at the top floor of Xiao.    

    

It was a dirty, smelly old man in an ill-fitting gray robe. He was carrying a torn sack on his back, and there was a mole at the corner of his mouth. The lousy old man grabbed his messy hair and pulled out a flea. Looking at Weiqing who was wearing only a pair of underpants and was sleeping soundly, the corner of his mouth curled into a vulgar smile.    

    

Old man Xie couldn't help but pat Weiqing's snow-white thighs, and say with a laugh: "It's pretty white, your touch isn't bad too. It's a pity that it's not a woman."    

    

Weiqing fart. He woke up immediately after being slapped on the stock. He struggled out of his drowsiness and looked at the old man. He was shocked and shouted, "Where the hell did this beggar come from? Did he run here for a meal? Are there no bodyguards guarding the door?"    

    

Old man Xie smiled as he took out a snow-white porcelain bowl from his bosom and pushed it in front of Weiqing.    

    

Weiqing yelled with disdain: "Scram, how did you get up here?"    

    

Old man Xie said lightly, "Of course it's to use your legs to walk over here."    

    

This was a villa on the top floor of the Xiao, it was normally guarded by bodyguards. Even under special circumstances, it was impossible for the security personnel and staff of Corporation of Xiao Family to allow a beggar to leisurely walk up to the top floor. Suddenly, Weiqing was startled, he immediately sat up and asked: "Could you be that so-called helper?"    

    

The old man pushed the bowl forward and said, "I haven't had my breakfast yet, so let's get along."    

    

Admit it if you don't object?    

    

Ever since he had experienced this matter with Zhang Fugui, Weiqing no longer dared to judge a person by his appearance.    

    

Even Zhang Fugui, a sloppy-looking drunkard, was a strange person, so there was no need to mention Taoism Realm.    

    

No monk would ever reveal their ability in front of an ordinary person. Instead, they would use all kinds of disguises to hide their identity, and Weiqing, for example, would think of all kinds of ways to hide his true identity.    

    

No matter how dirty or ugly this old man was, being able to get help from the Chang'e Fairy was definitely something extraordinary.    

    

Asking others for help, how could he let others starve?    

    

Weiqing quickly put on his clothes and gave Xiao Zekai a call. He asked the chef to prepare a table of sumptuous food for him. While Yuan Zhou was brushing his teeth and washing his face, the chefs brought up a plate of delicate lunch one after another. After that, Xiao Zekai also rushed over quickly.    

    

"Where are the Yi Family people?" Xiao Zekai had thought that Weiqing wanted to entertain the Yi Family people, but not only was this breakfast fast, there were over thirty dishes. When he walked in and saw Weiqing and a crappy old man squatting on a chair and eating heartily, he first heaved a sigh of relief in his heart and then, his face was filled with suspicion.    

    

Xiao Zekai was someone who had seen a lot, and would definitely not judge a person by his appearance, so he asked: "Weiqing, this old sir is …?"    

    

Weiqing laughed: "Take a seat, let's have breakfast together."    

    

Xiao Zekai immediately shook his head: "No need, I've already eaten."    

    

The old geezer didn't even need to grab his chopsticks to eat. There were food all over the table, sucking on his fingers as he said, "Come, there's no need to be polite. Let's talk after you've eaten your fill." You youngsters really know how to enjoy yourselves. It's just breakfast. Is there a need to waste it so extravagantly? However, the taste is still alright, so let's just say it's lighter. We'll have to be more careful next time! "    

    

Weiqing looked at Xiao Zekai and laughed: "Senior, you don't have to worry, you can eat whatever you want."    

    

Old man Xie used his greasy hands to scratch his disheveled hair and asked, "That's right, do you have a name for it?"    

    

"Is there?" Weiqing asked Xiao Zekai.    

    

Xiao Zekai shook his head and said: "No."    

    

Old man Xie let out a long sigh and said, "Sigh, if only I could have a bite of that Huanghun. I've forgotten how many years it was since I last ate a Huanghun. I really miss that taste." Weiqing looked at Old Man Xie, he tore off a chicken leg and ate it as he walked to Xiao Zekai's side and asked, "Is there a way to keep calling for chicken?    

    

Xiao Zekai nodded: "Yes!"    

    

Weiqing nodded his head: "Hurry up and get it here, with this thing called a flower chicken, Yi Family people will be fine!"    

    

Xiao Zekai asked curiously: "Weiqing, who exactly is this person?"    

    

"I don't know who he is either, but I know that he has already tidied up a Yi Family. It's just that his temper is a little strange. If we serve him well, Yi Family will not be a problem! "    

    

A call flower chicken can take care of Yi Family?    

    

Although Xiao Zekai was full of suspicions, he still took a deep breath and quickly went out to make a phone call. Xiao Zekai understood clearly that now that Yi Family was gone, it meant that the spring of Xiao Group had arrived! If this trial had not passed, then even if Weiqing bore all of the responsibilities, his days in the Xiao Group would still be difficult!    

    

After all, no one would take the risk to work with a company that had offended a large Taoist family!    

    

Weiqing and Old Man Xie were leaning on the sofa with their stomachs bulged, belching while picking up toothpicks. Weiqing looked at Old Man Xie who was eating his fill and laughed, "Senior, we have already eaten our fill, shouldn't we get to work now?"    

    

Old man Xie rolled his eyes and smiled, "Do you want to treat me to wine?"    

    

Weiqing laughed: "As long as you help me this time, you can drink whatever you want!"    

    

Old man Xie teased, "Brat, don't say such words too much. You just have to be careful and stick your tongue out. The wine that I want might not be something that you can find."    

    

Weiqing asked curiously: "Tell me about it!"    

    

Old man Xie licked his lips and smiled, "I want a pot of Nine Dragons Exquisite Wine."    

    

Weiqing laughed: "Alright, I'll definitely make a pot for you."    

    

Boom! *    

    

Just then, the iron gate outside seemed to have been kicked hard.    

    

The Yi Family people are here again!    

    

"Weiqing, this old man is here. What kind of perfect explanation are you preparing to give?!" In the distance, before even reaching the living room, he could already hear Yi Zhongtian's killing intent filled voice. Weiqing glanced at Old Man Xie, then placed his legs on the sofa and started picking at his legs, only to hear a word from his mouth.    

    

Yi Zhongtian, Yi Huan and a young man, they seemed to be called An Xi? The three of them rushed into the living room with a murderous look on their faces!    

    

"Aiyo, I really didn't see that. You can still get reinforcements? Is there anyone in this world who is willing to fight against our Yi Family for your sake? " Yi Zhongtian's eyes swept across Old Man Xie, and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes, but his tone was still rather polite, and he asked: "May I know how to address this friend here?"    

    

Old Bastard then shouted, "None of your business!"    

    

Yi Zhongtian's expression slightly changed as he continued to ask, "Your distinguished self wishes to interfere in the grudge between the Yi Family and Weiqing today, right?"    

    

The old man was still saying, "None of your business!"    

    

As an expert from the older generation, Yi Zhongtian was relatively calm. From the moment he saw the door, he had not been able to see through the origin and cultivation of this rotten old man, thus, his tone was considered very polite. However, Yi Huan and Chess Xi were young and did not have a good temper.    

    

Old man Xie was as stingy as ever as he said lightly, "It's none of your business!"