In mid-August in Jinling, the weather was unusually hot.
In these two recent days, Ye Chen was busy urging Hong Wu to renovate the Champs-Elysees Spa Hotel, and as for the Middle East and the matters of the Broken Qing Society, he didn’t even bother with them anymore.
And in the past two days, Ye Chen did not have the time to take care of Hong Changqing.
However, Hong Changqing was very active and called his chief disciple from the United States to come all the way over here, intending to have a serious ceremony to pass on the title of Sect Leader in front of Ye Chen, so as to completely clear the line with Tai Chen Tao, and henceforth serve Ye Chen wholeheartedly.
At this moment, Hong Changqing was waiting anxiously at the exit of Jinling International Airport.
The flight he was waiting for was already half an hour late.
Just as Hong Changqing was getting impatient, the big screen at the airport finally updated the flight information that the flight he was waiting for had arrived.
After waiting for another half an hour, the passengers of this flight came out of the exit one by one.
When he saw a tall woman with waist-length hair in the crowd, a smile finally appeared on his face again and he waved happily at her, “Dragon, my master is here!”
The long-haired woman was about 1.78 metres tall, with flowing hair, long straight legs, and a classical and transcendent temperament.
This person is Hong Changqing’s personal senior disciple, Long Siqi.
He was 30 years old, his father was Chinese American and his mother was of mixed race. His father was a disciple of Master Hong Changqing when he was travelling in the clouds, and although he had little talent in Daoism and martial arts, he had a real ability to make money, so he donated a lot of money to Tai Zhen Dao.
When he was young, Long Siqi often followed his father to and from Tai Zhen Dao, and at the age of eight, he showed his talent in Daoism and martial arts.
At the age of twenty-six, he broke through to a five-star martial artist, even faster than Hong Changqing.
Although Long Siqi is a quarter American, her appearance is very little like that of an American, but on the contrary, she has an aura of classical Chinese beauty.
However, with a quarter of American blood, she is a little fairer than the average Chinese girl, and her height is also relatively prominent.
When she saw Hong Changqing, Long Siqi hurriedly took a few quick steps with her suitcase until she stood in front of Hong Changqing, before saying respectfully, “Master, why have you even come to pick up your apprentice personally?”
Hong Changqing smiled and said casually, “You’ve never been to Jinling before, you’re not familiar with the place, so I’m afraid you’ll be in the dark when you get off the plane.”
Long Siqi nodded gently and said, “Thank you, Master!”
After saying that, she couldn’t help but ask, “Master, is there something important that you have suddenly asked me to come to China?”
“Yes, of course there is!” Hong Changqing nodded earnestly, but faked it and said, “But I can’t tell you yet today, I have already booked a room for you at the hotel, take you to the hotel first, and tomorrow I will take you to meet someone.”
Long Siqi asked curiously, “Master, who are you taking me to see?”
Hong Changqing said mysteriously, “Who it is, I can’t tell you now, you will naturally know tomorrow.”
Hong Changqing did not tell Long Siqi that he had asked her to come to China in order to pass on the position of Sect Leader to her.
A matter as big as the passing of the headship should not, by definition, be made so casual and hasty.
The normal procedure is for the current Sect Leader and the successor to the Sect Leader to return together to the Tai Chen Tao’s dojo and then hold a solemn ceremony in front of all the disciples of Tai Chen Tao, and also offer sacrifices to the ancestors of Tai Chen Tao.
However, Hong Changqing was dreaming of hugging Ye Chen’s thigh, so he was reluctant to go back to America to pass on the throne.