Inside the academy, the architectural style of the building was entirely pseudo-classic. It felt ancient.

Under the vast ancient trees, there were three traditional square tables, surrounded by a group of strong youths.

The three tables were arranged in a triangular fashion.

There were twelve elders seated at the table in the middle.

Middle-aged men and youths occupied the other two tables.

The elders were drinking tea and chatting. They looked pretty harmonious.

At that moment, a youth ran over hurriedly. He looked around and then came behind a young man.

"Senior Brother!" The youth patted his back.

The young man turned around and immediately made a shushing gesture. He whispered, "Shh! Zhipeng, be quiet!"

The youth nodded and said, "Senior Brother, someone is looking for Master outside."

The young man was stunned, and then he said, "Did he say why?"

The youth shook his head. "No, that person said he had something to tell Master."

The young man thought for a moment and said, "Master is currently in a meeting. I'm afraid he doesn't have the time. Bring me over to take a look."

"Alright!"

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Outside the doors of the Flag Mountain Martial Arts Academy, Wang Jiajun waited for a while. It was taking longer than he had expected, so he sat down on the steps.

At this moment, sounds came from the door behind him.

Wang Jiajun immediately stood up.

The door only opened a little, but there was now another young man there.

The young man sized up Wang Jiajun thoughtfully.

Wang Jiajun felt uncomfortable all over. He smiled and asked, "Young man, you are?"

The young man frowned and asked with a solemn expression, "Why are you looking for my master?"

Wang Jiajun smiled. "Over something very important?"

"Tell me, I can help you pass the message." The young man's tone was very forceful.

Wang Jiajun knew that this person was difficult to talk to, and there was a high chance that he couldn't be fooled.

Thus, after some thought, he took out his police badge.

He knew very well that once he took out his police badge, he would be putting himself in a very dangerous situation.

However, Wang Jiajun was willing to take the risk to get to the bottom of these matters.

Besides, the police was a very dangerous profession to begin with.

Moreover, when handling a case, he had to face difficulties head-on.

If he didn't take the risk, he would never find the truth.

The young man was extremely shocked once he saw the police badge.

"Why are the police here?" the young man muttered.

He knew the law and knew that holding a martial arts exchange in private was illegal.

Now that the police were here, there was trouble.

In his anxiety, Wang Jiajun said, "Little brother, I really have something important to speak to Master Gu about."

Sweat broke out on the young man's forehead. He thought for a moment, then said, "Um, Sir, please wait a moment."

With that, the young man moved to close the door.

However, Wang Jiajun, who had already revealed his identity as a police officer, now became very aggressive.

He slapped his hand on the door and chuckled. "I'm going in now. Little brother, you won't stop me, will you?"

The young man realized that the situation was not good. He looked at the young man beside him and said with his lips, "Quickly go and find Master."

The youth understood and immediately ran inside.

Not long after, more than ten old men arrived. At the same time, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a brown training suit.

These old men were the ones at the table earlier, and the middle-aged man was Gu Zhengqi.

Although these old men's hair and brows were all white, their eyes were as bright as torches, and their faces were ruddy; they looked extraordinary.

One of the old men with long eyebrows walked forward and cupped his fists at Wang Jiajun. "Officer, I am Gu Hongtao, the Dean of the Flag Mountain Martial Arts Academy."

Wang Jiajun returned the greeting with cupped fists. He gave his name and scanned the people in front of him.

When he saw those white-haired old men, for some unknown reason, he felt exceptionally oppressed. He even felt a little fearful.

Gu Hongtao spoke again. "I heard from the disciples that Officer Wang came to the city to look for Gu Zhengqi?"

Wang Jiajun nodded. "Yes."

Gu Zhengqi stepped out.

"I am Gu Zhengqi."

Wang Jiajun looked at him in surprise. He was much younger than he had imagined.

At this moment, Gu Hongtao started again, "Officer Wang, it's getting dark soon. Why don't you stay here for the night?"

Wang Jiajun refused with a smile, "Thank you for your kind offer. I just need to ask Master Gu a few questions, and I'll leave the mountain after that. It won't take too long."

Gu Hongtao rubbed his eyebrows and thought for a while. "Alright!"

Then, he looked at Gu Zhengqi. "Zhengqi, since Officer Wang is looking for you, it must be something very important. You can't answer carelessly."

"Mm!" Gu Zhengqi nodded.

Then, the elders and the others left.

Gu Zhengqi led Wang Jiajun to a pavilion.

The two sat down and looked at each other.

For a moment, the air was still. The atmosphere was somewhat unusual.

After some more silence, Gu Zhengqi broke the peace.

"Officer Wang, you must be looking for me about Di Tai's matters!"

Gu Zhengqi sounded certain, as if he had already expected this.

When he heard that the police were looking for him, he knew that it must be for Di Tai.

Wang Jiajun nodded and said calmly, "Di Tai died two days ago!"

Gu Zhengqi's face was instantly covered with grief.

At the same time, two people suddenly appeared halfway up Flag Mountain.

"Grandpa Wang, I shall drop you here." Qin Chuan said.

Wang Zhixing replied gratefully, "Thank you, Sect Master."

Qin Chuan laughed, "What's the big deal? Grandpa Wang, don't mention it.

"I checked with my divine consciousness earlier. Your son is up there."

Wang Zhixing smiled. "I really look forward to seeing his expression when he sees me."

"I'm sure he'll be very shocked and very touched."

"Haha! I hope so."

"Then, Sect Master, I'll go up first."

"Alright, after you are done, remember to inform me so that I can come back to pick you up."

"Mm! Sect Master, take care!"

After exchanging a few words, Qin Chuan left.

Wang Zhixing held a square box in one hand and walked as if he was on flat ground on the rugged mountain path, quickly striding forward.

Soon, he arrived before the thousand-meter-long staircase.

For ordinary people, they would be exhausted after climbing such a long flight of stairs.

But to Wang Zhixing, it was extremely easy.

Other people took a step at a time, but he took more than ten steps at a time, and he didn't even take breaks.

In less than ten minutes, he arrived at the top of the mountain, which was the gates of the Flag Mountain Martial Arts Academy.

Wang Zhixing did not knock on the door immediately. Instead, he took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions.

When he was done, he went forward and knocked on the door.

Soon after, the door opened. It was still a small crack, still the same youth.

The youth stared blankly at Wang Zhixing. He could not help but feel that he looked somewhat familiar as if he had seen him somewhere before, yet he could not recall where.

Wang Zhixing cordially asked, "Child, open the door. I need to go in for a bit."