Shortly after Wang Lianrong left, a jeep with military license plates drove up.

A middle-aged man in military uniform with a general's star on his shoulder stepped out of the back seat.

Yu Shizhong whispered to Shen Lang, "Xiao Lang, this is Li Zhongxing, the current head of the Li family. He is the supreme commander of the Northwest Military Region and has been awarded the rank of general by the imperial court."

Shen Lang nodded, scrutinizing the descendant of the pharmacist with piercing eyes.

Li Zhongxing walked up to Yu Shizhong and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, congratulations!"

Yu Shizhong replied with a smile, "Congratulations to you too! I heard your son is getting married soon. Don't forget my invitation!"

"Hahaha!" Li Zhongxing roared to the sky, "Of course, we can't do without your wedding invitation, no matter who else is missing."

Then Li Zhongxing's gaze fell on Shen Lang, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "This must be Young Master Shen Lang, who is betrothed to the Yu family?"

Shen Lang replied with a smile, "General Li, hello, I am Shen Lang."

Li Zhongxing nodded and said, "This is a handsome young man."

Hearing Li Zhongxing's praise, Yu Shizhong's smile deepened.

Shortly after Li Zhongxing went in, a tall, burly man arrived.

Yu Shizhong whispered to Shen Lang, "This is Xiang Litian, the current head of the Xiang family. He is a descendant of Xiang Yu, the King of Chu."

Xiang Litian strode up to Yu Shizhong, cupped his hands in a salute, and bowed slightly, saying, "Greetings, Chief."

Yu Shizhong was a repressor among the middle-aged generation. What is a repressor? It is someone who has subdued all his contemporaries.

Xiang Litian was one of those who was beaten into submission by Yu Shizhong with his fists.

Therefore, he was extremely respectful when facing Yu Shizhong.

Yu Shizhong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "How has Grandpa Xiang been lately?"

Xiang Litian laughed heartily, "My dad is doing very well, he can eat three big bowls of rice in one meal. But my dad is still thinking about sparring with Uncle Yu, I suppose my dad will be there tomorrow."

Yu Shizhong nodded in satisfaction and said, "Alright, come in and have some tea."

Then Xiang Litian looked at Shen Lang, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly, "Kid, it's you who married my eldest niece!"

Fortunately, Shen Lang's physique had been enhanced; otherwise, a slap from Xiang Litian, a master of the Heavenly Realm, would probably have sent an ordinary person sprawling to the ground.

"Uncle Xiang." From the conversation between Yu Shizhong and Xiang Litian, it was clear that the two had a very good relationship, so Shen Lang did not hesitate to address him as an elder.

Xiang Litian removed his hand from Shen Lang's shoulder, inwardly marveling: This kid has no cultivation whatsoever, yet he managed to withstand my slap. No wonder the Yu family has their eye on him; he's not to be underestimated.

After testing him, Xiang Litian said, "Kid, eat more. You look so weak and frail, like a woman."

He then rolled up his sleeves and showed off his impressive biceps to Shen Lang: "A man should have a strong physique and a robust build."

Shen Lang did not refute, but agreed, "Uncle Xiang is right."

Then Xiang Litian said to Yu Shizhong, "Chief, I'm going to pay my respects to the old man. See you later."

Yu Shizhong nodded: "See you later."

After Xiang Litian left, Yu Shizhong smiled at Shen Lang and asked, "Son-in-law, that slap didn't hurt, did it?"

Shen Lang shook his head with a wry smile.

Although his physique had been enhanced, he still felt the pressure from a Heaven-level expert when Xiang Litian casually slapped him.

"Indeed, a Heavenly-level expert is truly different," Shen Lang couldn't help but exclaim.

Yu Shizhong laughed and said, "Not all Heavenly-level experts are like Xiang Litian. The Xiang family cultivates the Overlord Body Refining Technique passed down by the Chu Overlord, which focuses on physical cultivation. They are practically invincible among their peers."

Shen Lang nodded and sighed, "What a majestic figure the Overlord of a thousand years ago must have been."

Next to arrive was Sun Botong, the head of the Sun family of Jiangdong.

Sun Botong was a relatively refined and easy-going person. After meeting Yu Shizhong, he respectfully addressed him as "Chief" and exchanged a few pleasantries before entering the room.

Following Sun Botong was Meng Xi, the patriarch of the Meng family, followed by Meng Fang.

Upon seeing Meng Xi, Yu Shizhong stepped forward to greet him respectfully, saying, "Old Master!"

Meng Xi nodded and said in a hearty voice, "Shizhong, I heard your daughter is getting engaged tomorrow. This old man has some free time today, so I'm bringing you a gift."

Then Meng Fang stepped forward with a square box and introduced it: "Brother Shizhong, this is the thousand-year-old wild ginseng king from Changbai Mountain, which is treasured by my Meng family. When I came to Baiyun Manor last time, I saw that my nephew Shen had not yet started cultivating. This ginseng king was the icing on the cake for my Meng family."

Yu Shizhong smiled as he accepted the thousand-year-old ginseng king and handed it to Shen Lang behind him.

Shen Lang carefully took the wooden box and said, "Thank you for your concern, Patriarch Meng."

Thousand-year-old ginseng is extremely rare, even in the vast and resource-rich Yanhuang Kingdom, and it is always sold at exorbitant prices whenever it appears.

The King of Ginseng is an extremely rare treasure, especially the King of Wild Ginseng that comes from a thousand-year-old plant; it is absolutely one of the most precious ginsengs on the entire planet Earth.

This shows just how precious the gift from the Meng family was.

Looking at Shen Lang, who was dressed in ancient style, Meng Xi said cheerfully, "This ginseng king is a gift I gave to Young Master Shen as a token of my gratitude. I would also like to thank Young Master Shen for opening up the meridians for my grandson."

"I will have my eldest grandson deliver your engagement gifts tomorrow."

"Your Excellency's gift is so generous, I am truly humbled!" Shen Lang nodded slightly and said, "Helping Young Master Meng is nothing more than a small favor."

Meng Xi waved his hand and said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you so long-winded, just like the Yu family? I hate all this formality. It really is true what they say, 'Birds of a feather flock together.'"

"Alright, I'm going inside to find Old Yu."

"Speak," Meng Xi said, waving his long sleeves and striding into the doorway.

As they passed by the First Elder and Second Elder of the Yu family, the two elders bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Patriarch Meng."

Meng Xi ignored the two of them, strode across the threshold, and walked in with his head held high.

"Old Yu! Old Yu!"

Upon hearing Meng Xi's shout, Yu Tianxing, who was in the study, felt his hand holding the pen tremble slightly, and the characters that were about to be formed on the Xuan paper were destroyed in an instant.

Yu Tianxing had no choice but to give up writing, gently placing the brush on the table and shaking his head as he muttered to himself, "This old fellow, he's always restless wherever he goes."

Then, with a deep gaze, he looked through the window in the direction from which the sound came: "But it seems he has already taken that step."

Then a figure flashed by, and the study was empty, as if no one had ever been there.