Xu Changqing was currently at a villa located in the suburbs of Capital City.
If someone were fortunate enough to know this address, they would exclaim in surprise, as this place was once a royal retreat for an emperor of a bygone era.
Not long after Xu Changqing made the phone call, a military helicopter landed in the estate's courtyard. The arrival of the military helicopter, however, did not seem to surprise the manor's owner. The owner, a man over fifty dressed in a Sun Yat-sen suit, had salt-and-pepper hair but an exceptionally healthy complexion.
Seeing that Xu Changqing was about to leave, he asked, "Lao Xu, in such a hurry to go?"
He had walked Xu Changqing all the way out, a clear sign of their close relationship.
Xu Changqing frowned and sighed. "If I leave any later, I might lose my disciple."
The old man was very surprised. "Is it that young man you took on a few years ago?"
Xu Changqing nodded. "Yes, his family just called me..."
