"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
Zhang Menglong suddenly stood up from his seat, nearly snapping the safety belt. Scaring someone to death, a cold figure had unexpectedly appeared behind him, and anyone would panic in such a situation!
"Thump!" Zhang Menglong's head hit the top of the helicopter, causing him to tear up from the pain.
"Scared the hell out of me, damn it!" Zhang Menglong was truly frightened, his body trembling slightly from fear, and goosebumps covered his skin.
"Who is this guy? When did he get on?" Zhang Menglong hurriedly asked.
"Mr. Zhang, this is Ye Yin, your personal bodyguard," Hong Yi said, "He has always been on this plane, and ordinarily, he is always by your side."
"What? How come I have never seen him before?" Zhang Menglong scrutinized Ye Yin carefully. It was already November, and the temperature was typically below 10 degrees, yet this young man with somber long hair was wearing only a short-sleeve shirt and a thin pair of trousers.
To Zhang Menglong, who was already wearing fleece-lined thermal underwear, such a person was definitely an anomaly. If this guy walked down the street, he would certainly catch his eye at first glance, but Zhang Menglong was sure he had never seen this man before.
"Why does this guy's gaze feel so weird?" Zhang Menglong noticed that ever since appearing behind him, Ye Yin's gaze had never left him, fixated as if he were engrossed in a movie.
"No, that's not it!" Zhang Menglong observed Ye Yin's gaze more carefully. He had once spent a summer vacation working at a Buddhist tourist spot, where he saw many devout tourists and believers. Ye Yin's look was almost exactly like those people's.
"Mr. Zhang, if Ye Yin doesn't want to be discovered, there are hardly a few people in the world who could detect him."
"Does he have Harry Potter's cloak or what?"
"Ye Yin, it seems Mr. Zhang doesn't quite believe in your abilities," Hong Yi said to Zhang Menglong with a smile.
Just at that moment, Ye Yin's body suddenly disappeared from the seat as if it had evaporated.
"Sss-ow!" Zhang Menglong's head hit the top again, "Where... where did he go? How did he disappear?"
"Mr. Zhang, look up," Hong Yi said, pointing to the top.
The top of the helicopter wasn't made of metal sheets but of a transparent reinforced material. Zhang Menglong could see the sky and the rapidly spinning rotor blades above.
The sky, which had been empty just moments ago, now presented a scene Zhang Menglong would never forget.
Ye Yin was standing on the rotor blades of the helicopter, arms crossed over his chest, looking straight ahead. He exuded the vibe of Superman, the only difference being his underwear wasn't worn over his thermal pants.
"Aghast ach-ch-ch..." Even when he had inherited a legacy of 5000 years, Zhang Menglong had never been so flustered.
No, that wasn't right; he had seen such a spectacle once before, that night at the place called Super God Academy, when his parents ascended side by side, hands joined. The scene was eerily similar.
But at that time, he thought he was dreaming, not feeling anything particularly special, whereas now, he was certain, he was not dreaming, nor was he hypnotized.
"Sorry for startling Mr. Zhang," Ye Yin said absently, having returned behind him, the slightly disheveled hair proving that he had indeed just been outside.
"What... what in the world is going on?" Zhang Menglong's mind was filled with question marks.
"As you can see, Ye Yin is a very special person," said Hong Yi, "If Mr. Zhang has some understanding of your parents, you should also know that they have some incredible abilities."
"I've seen them flying..." This was just too ridiculous in Zhang Menglong's eyes, so he had never mentioned it to anyone, but looking at Hong Yi, she seemed not to be surprised at all.
"That's right," Hong Yi said evenly, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, every one of your ancestors possessed such unique skills."
Suddenly, Zhang Menglong began to search Ye Yin's body, "I know the poor rely on mutations, and the rich rely on technology, so my family members should all be relying on technology, right? Strange, where is his flying device? No, there shouldn't be such a small flying device..."
A few lines of frustration suddenly appeared on Hong Yi's forehead, "Mr. Zhang, Ye Yin doesn't rely on technology, but... I'm sorry, I don't understand these powers, nor can I explain them; our Hong Family's purpose is simply to manage your assets, and all we know is that there is such a group within the Zhang Family."
"A group? Not just one or two people?"
"There is another one beside Miss Lu," said Hong Yi, "So as I said earlier, if Miss Lu really encounters danger, someone will ensure her safety immediately, even if it means making that tutor vanish from earth without anyone knowing."
"That... is illegal, isn't it?"
"Mr. Zhang, although you might not be able to accept some things momentarily, not everyone is bound by the rules of this world," Hong Yi explained, "You are among them."
"So was my dad serious when he said that there's absolutely nothing our family can't do? That wasn't just bragging?"
Hong Yi looked up in thought for three seconds, then nodded her head, "As far as I know, that's true."
"Turns out my understanding of my own family was still so one-sided." Zhang Menglong smiled wryly, feeling helpless.
"So what exactly is Ye Yin? A psychic? An ancient martial artist? A mutant? An alien? A Kryptonian?" Zhang Menglong started to accept some of the events that had just transpired, and his imagination began to expand.
"Strictly speaking, we're still normal people, just with some methods that have unlocked human potential," Ye Yin explained, "Mr. Zhang must have heard of those cases where the elderly lift a ton-heavy car to save their child pinned underneath. That is human potential."
"Gene Lock? I'm not well-read, but don't think I haven't seen 'Infinite Terror'."
"You could understand it that way," said Ye Yin, "Zheng Zha was a very good man. He helped me a lot when I was a child."
"Ah? What?" Zhang Menglong was utterly confused. He didn't understand what Ye Yin was talking about. Wasn't Zheng Zha a fictional character from 'Infinite Terror'? Could it be that he'd read too many novels and gotten so absorbed that he thought he knew Zheng Zha?
"Mr. Zhang, don't be too astonished, there are many people like me in the world. Of course, we obtain these extraordinary powers in myriad bizarre ways. In our Huaxia, especially within families with deep foundations, there are usually one or two such individuals."
"For instance, the largest family in Huaxia, the Hua Family of Yanjing, which has produced many leaders, they have quite a powerful individual known as 'Asura,' whose real name is Hua Luocheng."
"Asura? Haha, then, are there also 'Judge,' 'Dragon King,' and 'War God'?" Zhang Menglong suddenly thought of the popular online novels with such adolescent-sounding nicknames that had already become memes.
"I haven't heard of anyone called 'Judge' or 'War God'," said Ye Yin thoughtfully, "but there actually is someone known as 'Dragon King.' He is... by most people's understanding, a psychic, able to control water in rivers, lakes, the sea, and even the water vapor in the air."
"And where is he now?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.
"24 years ago, when your father Zhang Xiaoyun was young, he worked for a family. There were some conflicts between that family and Mr. Zhang Xiaoyun, so they directly sent out 'Dragon King' to deal with your father using methods that shunned the light."
"And then?" Since Zhang Menglong existed, it indicated that nothing had happened to Zhang Xiaoyun at the time.
"That 'Dragon King' was crippled by Mr. Zhang Xiaoyun at that time, and it seems he is now in charge of artificial rain at a vegetable farm of your family, with a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan."