She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"It's different, because I am now the helmsman of the Chinese martial arts world, and I have the responsibility to kill Long Yang." Chen Ping'an murmured.

"You're right, you do have high hopes."

"But we have high hopes for you because you are trustworthy!"

"Chen Pingan, please remember! The entire Chinese martial arts world, everyone who believes in you, everyone who is willing to support you, everyone who agrees with you, is not here to put pressure on you!"

"So, you'd better not give me a hard time! The Chinese martial arts world is so big! It won't be the same without you! Without you, there will be others at the helm! Without you, you won't be able to listen! If you die, someone else will stand up!"

"You don't have to carry your burden! Others can do it too! If you are tired, just throw the burden down and give it to others!"

At this point, Zhang Kaitai grabbed Chen Pingan by the collar and stared angrily.

On the side, Xie Bi'an clenched his fists and his eyes were slightly red.

Kai Tai's words were not unimportant, and even a little unpleasant.

However, Xie Bian knew better than anyone else that Zhang Kaitai felt sorry for Chen Pingan more than anyone else.

He did this just to make Chen Pingan feel more relaxed.

He just wanted to tell Chen Pingan that if the burden on him was too heavy, he could throw it down at any time and someone could pick it up at any time.

So he doesn't need to carry so much.

Because he was never one.

In the Chinese martial arts world, there are countless people who will help him share the burden!

Chen Pingan also understands this.

As a result, the expression on his face gradually became calmer.

"Sit down and drink!"

"Send it to Lao Gong."

Kai Tai let go of Chen Pingan and turned to look at the wine in his hand.

"These are the last two altars."

"I smashed the rest."

"From now on, there will be no Zhang family wine in the world!"

After saying this, Kai Taijiang drank the wine in the jar in one gulp!

......

The next day, at dawn.

Chen Pingan said goodbye to Kaitai and Xie Bian, and got on the plane to the imperial capital alone.

Before leaving, Chen Pingan contacted Jin Kaijiang and asked him to secretly send Gu masters to support the Northeast.

The masters from the Northeast suffered heavy losses in the battle last night. Long Yang would never let go of such a great opportunity to completely control the Northeast.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an was able to endure his temper and did not use Miao forces before, which allowed the Northeast to be maintained.

Speechless all the way.

By the time Chen Pingan arrived in the imperial capital, it was already afternoon.

No one knew about his return.

In the Chen family.

Huangfu Menghuai kept the house in order as always.

Although she was tired, it kept her from thinking wildly, which seemed like a good thing.

As for Gao Weiwei and other female relatives, they don't know what they are busy with.

All in all, no one was idle.

Everyone wants to do something to help Chen Pingan.

Although they don't know whether the things they do can help each other, it is better than sitting around.

"Miss, here comes Miss. In addition to her, there are two monks, an old one and a young one. There is also a little girl who wants to see the head of the family." A servant of the Chen family said respectfully.

"Please come in quickly."

Huangfu Menghuai instantly guessed the identities of these people.

Soon, a group of four people came to the living room.

"Amitabha, Donor Chen hasn't come back yet?" Saint Monk Wuchan asked.

"He didn't say he was coming back." A flash of worry flashed in Huangfu Menghuai's eyes.

"He will come back." Holy Monk Wuchan said calmly, "Home is the best place to heal."

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

As soon as Saint Monk Wuchan finished speaking, the extremely anxious voice of the servant suddenly came over.

"what's up?"

"How unbecoming is it to panic!"

Huangfu Menghuai frowned.

"Master! The master is back! He is coming this way now!" the servant said with excitement.

"Amitabha." The holy monk Wu Zen smiled elegantly.

It happened that Huangfu Menghuai and Song Chufeng had already rushed out.

"Inform President Qian, Sister Weiwei and others that he is back!"

Before the sound dissipated, Huangfu Menghuai's figure had disappeared.