The Sword God of the South

The Condition of the Chairman of the World

Time continued to pass, after making quite a long and tiring journey, Zhang Fei and the Four Profound World Elders had finally managed to arrive at their destination.

From a distance, the Persilatan World Chairman Building still looks haunted. Everyone who looked at him would definitely instantly shudder in horror.

Such things do not only apply to ordinary people. Even for martial world warriors were no exception.

The five of them continued to flee the horses towards the Profound World Chairman Building. In front of the gate, involved were two first-rate warriors on guard.

When he saw the five men arrive, the two guards immediately bowed in salute. They certainly know and know the five people who are now in front of him.

"Can we go inside?" ask the Shadowless God Arak without further ado.

"Please, Mr. Kiang. Please," the guard replied while gesturing.

The tall gate opened immediately. Zhang Fei and the Four Profound World Elders immediately went in there. The atmosphere in the courtyard looked quiet. Although it looked well-groomed, but they did not find a single person wandering around.

When it was almost at the front of the main door, they immediately jumped down from the horse's back. Five employees of the World Headquarters suddenly appeared and immediately took over five topnotch horses. They will keep the horse where it is available.

While the five figures, they then walked up to two door guards who were standing upright like two spear sticks.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen," said one of the guards greeting first.

"Morning," replied the Shadowless Arak God quickly. "Can we go inside?"

The two main gatekeepers looked at each other. They did not answer immediately because they were confused.

Please note, since the Chairman of the Persilatan World Beng Liong fell ill, his personal advisor had ordered the guards not to receive guests. Whoever that guest is, he's still not allowed in.

While the reason why the two gatekeepers had allowed Zhang Fei and the Four Profound World Elders to enter, was none other than because they were confused to reject it.

And so, in doubt, they gave him permission.

Now in confusion were the two main door guards.

What do they have to say? Did he tell the five people to leave in a good way? Or still let him go inside and see the state of Chairman Beng Liong?

"This .." The guard looked puzzled. He could not continue his words.

"Why do you look so doubtful?" The Shadowless God Arak looked at him with a deep gaze. It makes the guard becomes more unpleasant and misbehaving.

When the situation in front of the door was a little tense, suddenly the main door suddenly opened. Followed later by the appearance of an old man in his eighties.

The old man was wearing all white clothes. His hair and beard that was long to touch his chest had the same color. His eyes were observant. His own eyes are black.

Although his face was soothing, but anyone could feel an unusual aura of authority emanating from his body.

"Please come in, ladies and gentlemen. I'll take you to see Chairman Beng Liong," said the old man very politely.

Without saying much more, he instantly gave the code to the others to enter into.

The old man walked into a room. On the way, he did not talk much. He remained silent a thousand languages.

A little while later, the old man had already stopped right in a sizable room.

"Let's go in, Chairman Beng Liong is inside this room," said the old man as he opened the door.

Six of them came in immediately. The room turned out to be quite luxurious. The walls are filled with paintings of high artistic value. Antiques are displayed in several places. All the furniture there has quality that need not be doubted.

In the middle of the room was a bed. On top of that bed was a person who was lying weakly helplessly.

Both Zhang Fei and the Four Profound World Elders, the five of them were equally shocked after witnessing Chairman Beng Liong.

How not? He who used to be known as a manly and handsome face, now it actually looks the opposite.

Chairman Beng Liong's body was already thin dry. His looks also began to fade. The face looked as pale as a corpse. His lips were purplish in color and at every moment, the entire body seemed to tremble.

The moment they entered, it just so happened that Chairman Beng Liong was asleep. His breathing was disordered and every time he took a breath, it was as if he felt extremely heavy.

Meanwhile, beside the bed were two young female servants. They stood to the right and left in a respectful manner.

It seems like the two female servants who have been serving all the needs of the Head of the martial World.

The six people who had just entered were still standing there. Among them no one spoke for fear of interrupting Chairman Beng Liong's rest.

After feeling satisfied, the six of them immediately walked out of the room. The old man took his guests to another room used to talk.

Not long after they arrived, a waiter suddenly appeared and immediately served some food and some wine jars. The waiter served all the guests very well. After his task was completed, he immediately resigned.

Before speaking seriously, the old man invited his five guests to toast a few times. After that, he was ready to talk.

"Previously introduce, my name is Tian Lu, I am the Personal Counselor of Chairman Beng Liong," the old man introduced himself.

The five guests sitting there nodded their heads. But they said nothing. Those people were waiting for Tian Lu to continue speaking again.

"The reason why the two guards looked confused, it was because ever since Chairman Beng Liong became ill, I had decided not to receive any guests. My goal to do this is to maintain Chairman Beng Liong's condition" he said briefly.

"Master Lu, so for that reason the situation in the courtyard looked desolate?" zhang Fei asked suddenly.

"Yes, Young Master. Because most of the employees who used to work here, have been returned to their homes. Chairman Beng Liong is in need of calm. So I'm bringing back those who aren't really needed,"

Zhang Fei nodded as a sign of understanding. Tian Lu's reply sounded very reasonable.

"If I may know, actually since when did Chairman Beng Liong fall ill?" ask Old Man Weird Tionggoan.