Chen Feng’s Invitation Part I

After leaving Yi Han and the senior, Bai Zhe used the floating technique to hop along branches and rocks that lined the road. The boy was thinking about something.

‘Who taught Yi Han to use qi? And who’s the guy who was observing us from afar? Based on his qi and his skill, he could not be Yi Han’s teacher,’ thought Bai Zhe. The appearance of the artists and Yi Han who was trained to use qi power confirmed to him that there were still martial artists living in this world. They were merely in hiding, preventing normal people from knowing of their existence. The thing Bai Zhe was most worried about was Yi Han’s teacher, who had taught him to use qi power.

If this had been him of the past, he would not have to think about fighting with others. But he had only the heart qi at this moment. He feared he could not handle the other party if they were to face off for a fight.

‘I need to find a way out of this as fast as possible. Let’s start with finding their hideout so I can gather information first,’ thought Bai Zhe.

Before Bai Zhe left the two, he brought out a spying bug. It was a beast that could be trained. He had it enter the brain of the boy who had observed him and Yi Han. The spying bug could live inside a brain and function like this world’s video cameras.

Bai Zhe could check on it and use this qi to order it to come back, showing him everything it had recorded.

He took a short time to arrive at Xi Lua’s company, soaking with sweat. He took off his suit jacket immediately when he entered the building, revealing the soaking white shirt that clung to his body. It made the female staff’s cheeks heat up when they saw the boy.

Bai Zhe walked to the reception counter before the receptionist guided him to the VIP lift. She keyed in the password, then hurriedly left him, sporting red ears.

In front of Xi Lua’s Office

Bai Zhe walked out of the lift and greeted Xi Lua’s assistant, who was sitting in front of the office. She called Xi Lua to inform him of the boy’s arrival.

“Oh Xiao Zhe, why are you sweating so badly?” asked Xi Lua when he came out of his office to see Bai Zhe covered in sweat.

“There was an accident on the main road. I was afraid that I would be late, so I ran,” answered Bai Zhe.

“But you cannot go looking like this. Hmm…let me help you,” said Xi Lua, using his smartphone to call someone.

After a few moments, a man walked out of the VIP lift. Bai Zhe noted that this man was well-dressed, and his hair looked very stylish.

“He is Xi Mo’s stylist. Xi Mo is abroad now. He is available, so I called him to take care of your hair and clothes. You go take a shower. I will have him prepare clothes for you,” said Xi Lua.

The stylist nimbly measured the boy's body before going downstairs by the lift to prepare the boy’s clothes. Bai Zhe used the shower in Xi Lua’s private room. He put on the clothes that had been prepared for him by the stylist and then had his hair styled.

“Don’t I have to wear makeup?” he questioned because he noticed that men wore makeup to cover up what were known as pimples, blemishes, and freckles on their faces.

Of course, when he met Xi Mo, he saw that Xi Mo was wearing makeup as well. No matter how smoothly the foundation was applied, Bai Zhe was still able to see the powder granules at a 5K Ultra HD level of clarity.

“For skin like yours, you don’t have to. I have never seen someone with such smooth skin before. Your skin is very good,” answered the stylist.

A long while later

“Sorry for keeping you waiting. It’s already past the scheduled appointment time.” Bai Zhe came out wearing a sapphire blue shirt with a classy black tie. A marble grey suit covered his body. Polished leather shoes were on his feet.

“That’s all right. I’d already called my friend to tell them we are going to be a little bit late.” Xi Lua was satisfied. Though the boy was not his biological grandson like Xi Mo, he loved and felt affection toward Bai Zhe, as if the boy was truly his grandchild. He felt strange about it but assumed that it was because Bai Zhe was a talented, humble, grateful, and honest boy. That was the reason why he wanted to support this boy.

Xi Lua and Bai Zhe used the lift to go downstairs to their car. While they were walking to the vehicle that was parked at the front of the building, the female staff members who saw the boy sporting this new look each felt their faces heat instantly before many of them felt dizzy and fainted.

In the car

After the two got in, the driver took off immediately. Xi Lua brought out his phone to contact Wu Jia.

“Wu Jia, the master and I are on our way. We’ll arrive there soon,” he said and hung up the phone immediately.

‘I really want to know if he is going to be shocked when he meets the actual master who created those art pieces.’ Xi Lua smiled, trying to hold back his laughter.

“You did not tell him that I am just a 15-year-old boy?” asked Bai Zhe. Xi Lua's manner was exactly like that when he was trying to prank someone.

“Hahaha, I wouldn’t get to see his face when he meets you if I told him.” Xi Lua laughed heartily while Bai Zhe had a resigned smile on his face.

Xan Long Publishing Company

Since the morning, Wu Jia had been busy organizing a room to welcome the master whom he respected due to the paintings that had been promoted to be national treasures. He even posted [the lounge for welcoming the master] on the calligraphy painting enthusiast club’s website.

People went crazy on the website not long afterwards. Many people who had not gone to Xi Lua’s exhibition were regretful that they had missed the chance to meet the master who had created the priceless paintings. They wanted to come to Wu Jia’s publishing company to meet the master. Wu Jia did not deny their request because the club members were powerful people from many fields. If he refused, he might get into trouble later.

“Mr. Wu, Mr. Qian Mo, and Mr. Chen Feng have arrived,” Wu Jia’s assistant hurriedly reported the two’s arrival.

“Take them to the lounge first. I will go and wait for Xi Lua in front,” Wu Jia told his secretary before walking to the front of the building.

A black car drove in, and Wu Jia recognized immediately that it belonged to Xi Lua. The car slowed down and pulled up to the front of the publisher’s building.

Xi Lua got out of the car. He was wearing a classy black suit. Even though he was of an advanced age, he still looked attractive and dignified. Bai Zhe followed closely behind the old man and became the centre of everyone’s attention immediately.

Wu Jia looked at the boy who had gotten out of the car after Xi Lua. Just seeing him started to give him cognitive dissonance. In front of him was a boy with good looks, that, when combined with his fashion, made it seem like there was a light shining from him. This made Wu Jia unable to take his eyes off the boy. However, the refined and distinguished aura around the boy that he sensed contrasted strongly with the boy’s age.

It was not only Wu Jia; even Qian Mo and Chen Feng who had met the boy before, were amazed at the aura that Bai Zhe was radiating. They felt that the boy looked even more august than the last time they had met.

“Xi Lua, don’t tell me that this young boy is…” whispered Wu Jia to Xi Lua. He knew the answer after his friend nodded.

“Let me introduce you to Master Bai or Bai Zhe. He’s now my adopted grandson. The artist of the calligraphy paintings ‘Bai Hu Tian Di’ and ‘Tai Si Kong’, as well as the writer of the novel that has been purchased by Xan Long Publishing, the sales contract for which will be signed today. The boy whom people call the master of calligraphy paintings,” Xi Lua said, introducing Bai Zhe to Wu Jia and members of the calligraphy painting enthusiast club.

“It’s an honour to meet you all.” Bai Zhe folded his hands and bowed to show his respects while all of the elder people’s jaws dropped. They had never thought that the artist of such works would be a 15-year-old boy. The reason why people did not know that the master was just fifteen was that Xi Lua had asked the exhibition guests not to reveal the boy’s age.

“Son, um, Master Bai, it’s an honour to meet you, too,” some of them said, still not quite finding the right words. Some still did not believe it, so they still looked at the boy to catch his lie. Some felt resentful. When they saw Bai Zhe, they thought about their younger selves that had not been as talented as this or possessed a face that would have made girls fall for them.

The faces of some female members who were in their 40s and 50s turned red. They felt like they had gone back to the time when they were young women after they had not felt any excitement from meeting a young man for a long time. If they had been in their thirties, they would not have hesitated to fight over him with others.

“Hmm, Master Bai, please come inside. I will get the contract for you to read.”