"Father, the Huang Family called just earlier… so they were noisy," said Yang Haodong. This Yang Haodong was exactly the military governor of Tong City and was Yang Song's eldest son.

He was already sixty years old this year, but he was still full of energy and blood because of his years of martial arts practice. Therefore, he looked quite young, only seemed to be in his thirties or forties instead.

Although his appearance was less than one ten thousandth of Yang Song's youth, he was also extremely handsome and refined.

"Oh, it is them again," Yang Song replied lightly.

Looking at his father a bit more, Yang Haodong asked, "By the way, father, your complexion suddenly became so good, this is a bit strange, how about I check your body to see what's going on?"

"No, I will have a hundred years of life soon. If I feel good, then my complexion is naturally also good. Is it not normal?" Yang Song then waved his hand, "Go, go to the lobby first."

Then Yang Song took a step forward and walked in the direction of the lobby with his walking stick.

Seeing that the old man walked at a steady pace now, Yang Haodong felt even more curious. But he did not ask any question, he just followed his old man behind closely.

As soon as Yang Song entered the lobby, many children and grandchildren immediately cast their eyes over, and their hearts were full of surprise.

"Father seems to be different from usual."

"His complexion is so much better."

"This… is not the last radiance of the setting sun, right?"

Such thoughts appeared in everyone's minds. But although everyone was extremely curious, they did not dare to express those thoughts.

As for Yang Song, he walked to the main seat of the lobby and sat down. Then he started, "I was sitting under the sun very peacefully, but suddenly it was so noisy. Haodong, tell me what happened earlier."

"Yes, father."

Then anger appeared on Yang Haodong's face again. Seeing that Yang Song's expression was very good, he continued to speak, "Huang Family, Zhou Family, they knew that you are going to have a big birthday. They called and said they wanted to participate. But then, they thought they already hung up the phone before they cursed you behind your backs…"

"Oh, I see," Yang Song nodded lightly.

Speaking of those people, he had quite a bit of root with them.

When Yang Song was young, he could not practice martial arts, so he wanted to start a business. However, he had no capital and supporter. As a result, he could only take out some songs and novels from his previous life to earn money.

But heavens never really wanted people like him to go smoothly.

The Huang Family and Zhou Family relied on being martial arts families, they used various despicable methods to forcibly buy the copyright from Yang Song's own hand at a very low price.

After that, they published them in their own names, earning a lot of money.

But now, Yang Song's sons were very promising. They were also martial artists, and their strength even surpassed those guys.

Currently, they were worried about retaliation from him, and at the same time, they were very jealous of the Yang Family. Hence, they wished Yang Song would go to death soon and put the matter to an end, so they cursed indiscriminately on the phone.

Before the change, maybe Yang Song would be quite angry, but now, he was very calm and to some extent, he was even uncaring.

Yang Song let out a slight smile, "Isn't it just a little thing?"

"You don't have to be so 'excited'. They are all my old friends. They were just joking. If it were not for these uncles of yours who bought the copyright, maybe they would be snatched away by other warriors instead. If that really happened, it's unpredictable if I could survive or not, not to mention earning money and raising you."

"Note my words. As a person, you must be gracious, not ungrateful."

"Ah?"

Yang Haodong was taken aback for a moment. His old father used to mention those people with an unhappy expression on his face. Why did he say good things today?

"Ah for what?" Yang Song shook his head slightly. "Since they want to take the initiative to come to my birthday, then be formal and send everyone an invitation."

Yang Haodong opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But Yang Song did not give him a chance at all, "In the invitations, you write the things that I'm about to say down. Let them prepare the gifts I want instead."

"Five grams of the blood of the mutated Golden Horn Unicorn; one catty of the thorn of the Spiked Monster; half a catty of the rhinoceros' horn; ten grams of the essence of mulberry and willow; one Abyssal Energy Stone."

"Write these things down separately in their invitations. When they come, these will be the gifts that will be given to me. They are getting old and their thinking is rigid. When choosing gifts, they have always been worried about things. So as an old friend, I will naturally help them decide it."

Yang Song arced his mouth slightly and said thoughtfully.

The above medicinal materials were part of the key raw materials for refining the Washing Marrow Pill. If he were to buy it himself, it would be extremely expensive. So it was definitely the most suitable for those old guys to send it as a gift instead.

As for the leakage of the Washing Marrow Pill Secret Recipe…

Haha!

A total of eighty-one kinds of medicinal materials were needed to refine the Marrow Washing Pills. When refining, they must be based on different proportions. If the refiner was not careful, the Marrow Washing Pill would become extremely poisonous.

If those old guys really tried it, it would be strange if they would not go to hell.

Yang Haodong, who was still a little depressed, immediately had his eyes lit up after hearing this, "Okay, father. I know what to do next. If the things they will take over are less even a gram, it means that they are looking down on our Yang Family. If that really happens, I will make them look really good by then."

"Well, let's not talk about this for now. Today, in C Country, is anyone promoted to become a Grandmaster?"

Yang Song glanced at the people in the lobby and asked quietly.

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other with a dumbfounded look.

Martial arts had developed for decades, and the amount of Grandmasters in the entire world was very small. Every time a Grandmaster was produced, the world would shake. Because this represented the strength of the human side and had increased a big step.

The same could be applied to the mage. But mage in this world was very rare. If a person's talent was detected to be affiliated with the mage, that person's life would be like that of a king. Everyone would use their entire resource just for that person alone.

Everyone stayed silent for a while. They could be said to be more or less the people of the upper circle of the society, but they did not hear any news about a Grandmaster being produced today.

"No, I haven't heard of it at all."

Yang Haodong said, "According to the previous execution, every time a Grandmaster is produced, it will spread all over the world instantly. If someone is promoted, won't there be a sensation in the streets and alleys now?"

Yang Song nodded and added, "I see. But you are the military governor of Tong City. Go back and inquire now. If you have the news, tell me immediately."

"Understood, father."

Yang Haodong was still very puzzled, but he did not ask more. Since his father said so, he did not dare to delay. He abruptly left the lobby, ready to go back and inquire about it.

After Yang Haodong left, sitting on the main seat, Yang Song looked at every one of his descendants who was sitting in a bit of distress. Then, promptly, he remembered that there was the Eye of Insight that he got from the Novice Gift Package.

'I don't know what your talents are.'

Yang Song thought silently before he decisively opened the Eyes of Insight.

The next moment, he only felt that his vision became extremely unique. In his vision, a string of texts appeared on everyone's head unbelievably.