《Supreme Grandpa 》Chapter 67: It's Shame Not to be a Male Prostitute
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"Yes, he was kidnapped. That abyssal beast is very strong; it is a very strong Beast King. At that time, the person who led the team to the abyss with Third Brother was actually a Grandmaster. But unfortunately, that Grandmaster was not its opponent. Originally, this news is top secret, but since he is my brother, the above chose to tell me."
Yang Haodong continued.
The information revealed by this was a bit big!
In the abyss, Grandmaster-level battles were often devastating. The most important thing was that whether it was the human Grandmaster or the Beast King, both sides existed as threatening forces.
Therefore, the possibility of both sides attacking each other was very slim.
But this time, the Grandmaster lost to the Beast King, and the 5th Tier Master Yang Haoxi was kidnapped. This was too abnormal.
The most important was, Yang Song knew that his third child had not died, but had become a Grandmaster, which was a bit weird.
Yang Song asked, "Anything else?"
"There are two more pieces of news," Yang Haodong said. "The first one, about a month later, the Disaster Department will give away a huge reward and ask the two Grandmasters to go down the abyss together to find the traces of Third Brother."
"Second, they gave the coordinates of the location where Third Brother was missing, but the abyss is too big, and there are too few areas that humans have explored so far. Even if the coordinates are known, it is of little use."
Yang Song nodded, "When you go back, send me the coordinates."
"Good!"
Yang Haodong nodded. Although he was curious about why Yang Song wanted the coordinates, he still didn't think too much.
Yang Song: "By the way, how is your novel recently?"
"Very well, there are more and more readers, and I have a lot of rewards every day. It is more than ten times higher than my salary as a military governor," Yang Haodong's eyes immediately lit up when Yang Song mentioned the word "novel".
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Yang Song rolled his eyes, "What about the new website?"
"It has also started. I have already found a technical team. Within a week, they will able to launch the website and develop the app simultaneously. I left the company registration to Qinqin, and it went smoothly," Yang Haodong said.
Qinqin's full name was Zhang Qinqin, and she was Yang Haodong's wife.
"What about the training of online literature authors?" Yang Song continued.
Yang Haodong: "Father, I am going to talk to you about this today. I have contacted several schools and sent a lot of information to the outside world. In addition, I rented an office building specifically, and now we only need to interview."
"The speed of preparation is not bad," Yang Song nodded.
Yang Haodong: "The main reason is that my position is quite high."
"Well, I have free time tomorrow afternoon. You arrange the people and get them all in that office building. I will take a look at that time," Yang Song added.
Yang Haodong: "Okay! I'll do it when I go back."
"Go back quickly. Remember to call me if there is news from that young warrior in the park," after arriving at the entrance of the Yang Family Courtyard, Yang Song glanced at Yang Haodong slightly before getting off the car with his hoverboard.
Yang Haodong didn't dally either. He rushed home instantly, but to code his words, not to inquire about news or whatsoever.
...
When Yang Song returned to the secret room and planned to study the Undead Steel Scavenger, the Internet exploded.
"Fuck, who is that handsome guy?"
"Please check him out, I will pay 1,000 dollars!"
"He's so handsome... has any expert come out and talk about it?"
"Little Tuan is getting hot again."
"Such a handsome man. It would be a shame not to be a male prostitute!"
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"Did everyone read the Illustrated Book of Abyssal Beasts? That beast is the Undead Steel Scavenger; I suggest you look it up."
"Isn't Tong City located in the south? How could an Undead Steel Scavenger appear over there? This is strange!"
"That handsome guy should be the focus of attention. He blasted the scavenger's head with one punch. How terrible is his power? "
On the Internet, similar remarks could be seen everywhere on UU, BIB, and so on. Many netizens had edited Su Xiaotuan's live video.
Many netizens unceremoniously used the disguised Yang Song's appearance and set it as their mobile phone wallpaper. When they had nothing to do, they would turn on the mobile phone and kiss the screen lovingly.
In fact, it was not just netizens who were paying attention to him.
Many high-level leaders of the country also received the news instantly, then many veteran warriors in Tong City kept receiving calls.
...
"I've never seen him in Tong City. He shouldn't be from Tong City, should he?" Zhou Tong said to the phone.
"Okay, let me know if you have news," on the other side of the phone, a majestic voice sounded deep.
...
"What? You just said that you have checked all the martial artists' data, but there is no information that matches that person at all?"
Huang Shi held the phone and said with surprise, "No, that person is so handsome; even a man's heart will be moved if he sees him. Even if he is just an ordinary person, he should be very famous. How come there's no information about him?"
"This is not something you should worry about," said the person on the other side of the phone weirdly.
Huang Shi touched his butt, "Okay! Then, if you have his information, please tell me too. I didn't expect such a powerful person to exist in Tong City. I would try my best to find him."
...
Not only Huang Shi and Zhou Tong, on this day, but most warriors in Tong City all also received calls. And Wu Shang, who was involved in the battle, was approached by many people.
It seemed that a 5th Tier Master martial artist who was no more than 25 years old was really too rare.
...
Yang Song was unaware of such a big movement outside.
After returning to the secret room, he originally planned to get the scavenger out directly, but he saw that Xiao Laoxu was lying on the table again covered in mud, pretending to write the exercise book. Hence, he decisively moved towards Xiao Laoxu.
Yang Song said coldly, "There are only ten workbooks, and almost two days have passed, you haven't finished them yet?"
"Squeak, it… it's done!" Xiao Laoxu quickly stopped writing and handed the workbooks to Yang Song.
Yang Song picked it up and looked through it. The handwriting was neat, and most of the answers were correct.
"You have done every exercise, but why did you pretend to write it earlier? Do you think your speed is too fast so you want to find more exercise? I will give you more workbooks, is it okay?"
"Squeak, no, it's not!" Xiao Laoxu shook his head again and again.
Yang Song smiled and said, "It's fine. Anyway, I think I'll give you 20 books this time. Make sure to finish all of them, but if you don't finish them, don't dream of getting any treasure or even today's food."
After speaking, he commanded silently in his heart, and in the next instant, twenty exercise books appeared directly in front of Xiao Laoxu.
Looking at the exercise books that piled up higher than himself, Xiao Laoxu's hair exploded, and his paws were clenched tightly.
'The injured head is hot, but the injured heart hurts the most!'
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