" Bai Lin?!"
Everyone was stunned.
The sect leaders of the various sects were all present.
Although they had spent their childhood in the Republic of China, they had never seen Bai Lin.
He had only heard from his father's generation that such a person in the martial world had once relied on a bow without a string to settle the disputes in the martial world.
He represented the order of martial arts.
If anyone was not convinced, they would be beaten into submission.
If they lost and still refused to accept it, they would be chased out of the circle by the other sects.
Every time Bai Lin appeared, she would wear a mask.
The mask was different every time.
However, the white bow in his hand had never changed.
Some people had once suspected that Bai Lin might not be alone.
However, everyone later discovered that the person who appeared every time had the same figure, footwork, height, expression, and even voice.
Therefore, most people believed that Bai Lin did not have any helpers and was alone from the beginning to the end.
Of course, there were also people who firmly believed that Bai Lin was actually a twin.
Some people even guessed that the White Scale was a well-trained organization, and the real big shot was sitting behind the scenes.
However, none of this was important.
Most importantly, everyone was in awe of Bai Lin.
The Xingyi Fist boss was impatient and asked first.
"Elder Ye, what do you mean?"
Ye Zheng smiled faintly.
"Nothing.
I just want to ask everyone, is Bai Lin's words still useful?
The boss of Taiji Fist had a gentle personality, but he was a fanatic fan of Bai Lin.
At the mention of Bai Lin, his hands clenched tightly.
"Elder Ye, you mean that you've found the whereabouts of the Bai Lin successor?”
Ye Zheng did not answer directly.
"During the Republic of China.
There will also be small conflicts and conflicts between the various martial arts dojos and sects within our martial arts firm.
"However, when foreign enemies invade, our fathers have always been united against them.
No matter how strong the enemy was, no matter how difficult it was.”
As he said this, he focused his gaze on the Taiji Fist boss.
"Elder Zhang, although your Taiji Fist focuses on using softness to overcome hardness, it's still not a good idea.
But I remember that your father was an iron man.
In the face of major issues, he would never make any concessions.
They would forever fight side by side with other sects.”
Then, he swept his gaze across everyone present.
"I don't mean anything else by saying this.
I only told everyone what Bai Lin told my father back then.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
He turned on his phone and showed the screenshot of the white scale token.
"This is?"
"That's right, this is the white scale token!”
"It can't be wrong! This is the symbol of white scales!"
"Father, I saw the white scale token. I've completed your last wish for you!”
The sect leaders were all excited.
He was like a wanderer who had returned to his hometown and found spiritual sustenance.
The Xing Yi Fist boss's blood boiled.
"Isn't it just for a mouthful of rice? Where can't I eat?
I'm going to eat my meal standing up!"
The others also expressed their opinions.
"Not bad! Hollywood didn't represent all the film companies in the world, and the disco didn't represent all of Hollywood.”
"Fight him to the end!"
"I want to see if this Mud can cover the sky with one hand.”
Boss Taiji clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with regret.
Ye Zheng walked over and patted his shoulder.
"The word 'white scale' has disappeared from our lives for too long.
It's only natural that there will be some chaos in our order!
"However, I still hope that from now on, we will remember Bai Lin in our hearts!”
"Oh my! They're all here!"
Jack, the young master of the disney family, walked into the meeting room with a smile.
This young man was 30 years old this year and was the candidate to succeed him in the film industry.
He was the one who proposed the plan to reduce the remuneration of the China Kungfu Chamber of Commerce.
The purpose of his visit this time was to settle this matter as soon as possible.
"Masters, I personally like Chinese martial arts very much.
Through my active communication with the company, we finally raised everyone's salary from 65% to 75%.
A whole 10 points.
You don't have to thank me too much!"
It was a classic slap and a date.
The unspoken meaning was, don't be ungrateful.
The usually gentle Taiji Fist boss stood up from his seat.
He looked at Jack Dish and replied in fluent eagle language.
His eyes were filled with determination.
"We won't accept a new contract that reduces your pay. You can go back.”
A smile hung on Jack's face.
"The world is spinning without anyone. If you don't sign my contract, be careful not to find a job in Hollywood!”
He thought for a moment and added.
"How about this? I'll double the salary of the first person to sign the contract!”
The hot-tempered Boss Xing Yi slammed the table and stood up.
"Who do you think we are?
We advance and retreat together, we will never retreat.”
Ye Zheng said in Chinese.
"For Bai Lin!"
The other sect leaders stood up one after another.
"For Bai Lin!"
"For Bai Lin!"
"For Bai Lin!"
The hearts of the people were united, and their blood was boiling!
The smile on Jack's face suddenly froze.
His eyes were filled with fear.
She asked in broken Chinese.
"You guys…what is your relationship with Bai Lin?!”
His words stunned everyone present.
What was going on?
This kid had also heard of Bai Lin's reputation?!
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