C59 Invisible Posturing

Intangible posturing.

"Who is this person?"

Looking at the extraordinary Zhang Lang, some people asked curiously.

However, as soon as he said those words, they could feel the disdainful gazes from the surrounding people.

"You came out from the mountain, right? Even the president of the TCM Association, Zhang Lang, Old Zhang, doesn't know about it?"

A middle-aged man with shiny hair and an obvious fat body said with disdain. After saying that, he looked at Zhou Yang in shock.

"What's going on? Why is Old Zhang calling this young master?"

At this moment, many people had this kind of doubt in their hearts, and very quickly, the doubt in their hearts turned into shock.

"Master, why didn't you tell your disciple that you're here? I could have gone to pick you up."

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Zhang Lang quickly walked to Zhou Yang's side and said with an excited expression.

Everyone was stunned and felt that their breathing was rapid.

Elder Yang wanted to extend his hand to greet Zhang Lang, but his body stiffened once again. In the next second, the expression on his face began to twist.

"It really is this Kid!"

Looking at the smiling Zhou Yang, Elder Yang felt his heart tremble.

You are actually Chairman Zhang's master!

Since you are so awesome, why are you keeping such a low profile?

At this moment, Elder Yang had an impulse to cry.

"This time, my woman is here with me."

Ignoring the shock of the crowd, Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Lang and then looked at Zhu Xirou, who was standing behind him, and said with a smile.

When Zhang Lang heard this, he finally noticed Zhu Xirou, who was behind Zhou Yang. He immediately took a step forward and said, "So it's Mistress. I apologize for my rudeness and rudeness!"

Zhang Lang cupped his fists and said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with respect.

A woman who could become his master must not be simple.

However, Zhu Xirou's brow froze. After nodding at Zhang Lang, she looked at Zhou Yang who was standing in front of her.

Hiss!

The next second, Zhou Yang's muscles tensed up. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Zhang Lang asked immediately when he saw Zhou Yang's unusual expression.

"Nothing, nothing."

Zhou Yang rubbed the soft meat on his waist and waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

"How dare you take advantage of me!"

Behind him, Zhu Xirou fiercely glared at Zhou Yang, thinking snappily in her heart.

However, after being angry, Zhu Xirou looked at the cautious Zhang Lang again and became suspicious.

"Oh right, why are you here?"

Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Lang and casually asked.

... ""

When he said this, everyone was speechless.

Don't tell me you don't even know what your disciple is doing?

He's trying to stir up trouble!

The corner of Elder Yang's eyes twitched, and the bad feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Damn it, I provoked someone I shouldn't have provoked!"

"Master, this disciple is the president of the TCM Association and the organizer of this research association."

Zhang Lang was not surprised by Zhou Yang's doubt. Instead, he felt that it was normal.

Who was his master?

He was a reclusive expert, an existence that didn't interact with the secular world. He only wanted to ask about it in university.

It was very normal that he did not know about this.

There was no problem.

"You are the organizer of this event!"

When Zhou Yang heard that this bastard was so powerful, he really didn't see through it.

"Master, sorry for making fun of me."

Zhang Lang smiled awkwardly and said sulkily.

"President, is this gentleman really your master?"

At this moment, Elder Yang could no longer hold himself back. He looked at Zhang Lang and asked weakly.

"Vice-Chairman Yang Feng, why are you here?"

Zhang Lang only noticed Yang Feng when he heard his voice. He said with some surprise.

Yang Feng smiled bitterly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Chairman, what ability does this Kid have to become your master? Is there a mistake?"

Finally, Yang Feng said again.

In his opinion, Zhang Lang must have been possessed.

Otherwise, how could he acknowledge a young Kid as his master?

However, just as Yang Feng said those words, Zhang Lang's expression changed.

"Shut up!"

With an angry shout, an angry expression appeared on Zhang Lang's face, and he stared at Yang Feng with a pair of threatening eyes.

"Master's means is not something you can predict! It is the fortune that I, Zhang Lang, have built up in my previous life that I am able to become Master's in-name disciple!"

Zhang Lang stared at Yang Feng. The Qi that had been in his high position for a long time was emitted from his body, pressing against Yang Feng.

"I'm warning you, if you dare to disrespect my master in the future, I won't forgive you!"

Finally, Zhang Lang let out a cold snort and said while waving his sleeve.

"I... am an in-name disciple!"

At this moment, Yang Feng did not even realize what Zhang Lang was going to say. His mind was filled with the words "an in-name disciple."

He did not know when, but Yang Feng's body was already drenched in cold sweat. A gust of wind blew over, and the coldness was bone-piercing.

"Yang Feng, right? Didn't you just want to kick me out? Come on."

Just as he woke up, Yang Feng's ear and Zhou Yang's playful voice rang out once again.

Yang Feng's body trembled, and his face immediately fell.

"What? Yang Feng is disrespectful to Master?"

Upon hearing what Zhou Yang said, Zhang Lang was instantly unwilling to accept it.

"Forget it. He's just a clown. It's nothing."

Zhou Yang smiled faintly. He retracted his gaze from Yang Feng and looked at a table at the southeast corner of the hall.

"You can go ahead with your work. I won't disturb you anymore."

Zhou Yang looked back at Zhang Lang again. He took Zhu Xirou's hand and walked into the hall.

"Yang Feng, I'm warning you. Don't make a mistake!"

After Zhou Yang left, Zhang Lang looked at Yang Feng with an ugly expression and said fiercely.

Yang Feng's body trembled, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Initially, he thought that the opponent was an insect, but who would have thought that it was actually a dragon!

"Damn it!"

Only after Zhang Lang left did the stiff expression on Yang Feng's face gradually relax. Finally, he cursed in his heart.

...

"Director Zhang, you didn't tell me that Kid is the master of our guild leader!"

In a corner of the hall, Yang Feng came to a middle-aged man with an ugly expression and said in a deep voice.

The man had a smile on his face. This man was not the Zhang Yan who was officially called the Smiley Face Tiger.

Shaking the red wine cup in his hand, the smile on Zhang Yan's face became wider and wider.

"Elder Yang, don't be agitated. We didn't know that Kid was related to your guild leader!"

"Humph, I don't care. The benefits you promised me must not be reduced by a single cent." Yang Feng coldly harrumphed and said.

"Elder Yang, don't worry. The benefits won't be little."

Zhang Yan raised his head and said straightforwardly.

"That's good."

When Yang Feng heard this, a smile gradually emerged on his face.

"In that case, I'll be leaving first."

Yang Feng had already lost all his face. How could he still have the face to stay here? After saying this, he left the hall.

"Director Zhang, that Zhou Yang is really too unfathomable. Now that he has become Zhang Lang's master, I think we should get rid of him as soon as possible and seize Zhu Xirou's research results."

At this moment, a man beside Zhang Lang said in a deep voice.

"There's no hurry. Someone will help us probe Zhou Yang's background."

However, Zhang Yan just smiled and spoke in a faint voice.