Chapter 103: A National Master Seeks Apprenticeship (3)

That sudden voice made everyone present freeze once more.

Who was this now, descending like some divine being?

Everyone was still reeling, but only Blue Light Entertainment’s chairman, Zhao Liufang, reacted the instant he heard that voice. His whole body jolted, his pupils contracted sharply, and he sprang up from his chair.

Then, under everyone’s stunned gaze, he hurried toward the old man who was slowly approaching from outside.

When he reached him, he said nothing at all, only bent deeply in a full ninety-degree bow.

“Teacher, you’ve come!”

The scene sent another wave of dizziness through countless minds.

The chairman of Blue Light Group, the tycoon Zhao Liufang, whose fortune exceeded thirty billion yuan, was actually bowing to him?

What the hell?

Was Heaven playing a joke on them?

What kind of towering, godlike figure was this, exactly?

Yang the Second had shrunk behind Zhang Ten Billion, able to poke only his head out, staring over here like a turtle.

Ever since the people from Blue Light Group had arrived, everyone from their village, including Zhang Ten Billion, had lost all资格 to sit and could only stand by the door.

Looking at the old man who had just arrived, along with a middle-aged man and a young girl beside him, he could not help asking in confusion:

“Mr. Zhang, who are those people? How is it that even someone as formidable as Zhao Liufang has to go over and bow to them?”

If this had been any other time, Zhang Ten Billion would probably not have bothered with a minor character like Yang the Second.

But at that moment, even Zhang Ten Billion himself was so excited that his mind could hardly keep up.

He blurted out in agitation:

“I heard that when Zhao was studying at Capital University back then, the teacher he followed was none other than Liang Shuhua, the present national Go master! He holds a transcendent position in the cultural and entertainment worlds, and his students are everywhere. Many of them have already become big shots in culture or entertainment. Zhao just called him ‘Teacher,’ so perhaps that man is really Old Master Liang Shuhua!”

Yang the Second and the others still did not quite understand, and could not help asking again:

“Mr. Zhang, he’s only a teacher. Is he really that powerful?”

Zhang Ten Billion gave Yang the Second a look of utter disdain.

“You really should study more. Do you even know what a national Go master is? He is one of the very highest-level figures in the entire country’s Go scene. Take any one of them out, and they can represent the peak of our nation’s Go strength. And as for his standing in the cultural and entertainment worlds, he’s practically the equivalent of a feudal governor from ancient times. Tell me, is that impressive or not?”

That finally made it clear to Yang the Second and the others.

But it also made them feel even more keenly how tiny they were.

In fact, Yang the Second even felt that here, he was no longer as humble as a speck of dust. He was humble as a fart. Though his body was here, nobody could even see him anymore.

He had always enjoyed putting on airs, but here, for the first time, he felt utterly unable to argue back.

Yes, completely unable to argue back.

It was as though one fart from Yang Xiaofan could blast him to death.

Yang Xiaofan’s connections were terrifyingly powerful, beyond anything he could even imagine.

Only at this moment did Yang the Second truly服气.

He had made up his mind from the bottom of his heart: from this day on, whenever he faced Yang Xiaofan again, he would have to treat him with even more respect than he showed Zhang Ten Billion. No, not even that—he should show him reverence as if he were a bodhisattva.

Yes. When he got home, he would find a way to get a photograph of Yang Xiaofan, place it in a separate room, and make offerings to it every day, burning incense before it.

He could only hope that Yang Xiaofan’s divine power would protect him.

As for his daughter-in-law, Yang Xiaomei, she regretted it so much she nearly wanted to throw herself into a river.

Bit by bit, she came to feel that what she had missed was not a few billion, not tens of billions, not even hundreds of billions.

What she had missed was a peerless man, a legendary man who could have left his name in history.

She had truly been blind.

Over on Liang’s side, he exchanged a few smiling words with Zhao Liufang. Zhao did not even dare breathe loudly, keeping his head respectfully lowered the entire time as he answered, like a model schoolboy, obedient and well-behaved, with none of the bearing of a tycoon worth hundreds of billions.

After a brief exchange, Old Master Liang walked toward Yang Xiaofan.

Zhang Ten Billion and the others tactfully stepped back, not daring to block his path, nor daring to step forward and curry favor with him.

At his level, a man had already risen beyond ordinary tastes. He would not like anyone buzzing around him like flies.

Old Master Liang came directly before Yang Xiaofan and extended his hand with a smile.

“Hello, I am Liang Shuhua.”

Beside Yang Xiaofan, Qin Nuanyu whispered in his ear:

“This is one of the most famous national Go masters in our country, and he is also a senior professor at Capital University. His status is highly unusual. He is at the same level as Old Master Chen from the Chinese Painting Association, who helped you before.”

Hearing that, Yang Xiaofan immediately extended his hand and shook it lightly.

“Hello, Old Master Liang.”

To an elder of noble character and great prestige, Yang Xiaofan remained very respectful.

Old Master Liang smiled.

“I have come here suddenly and without notice. I hope I have not offended Mr. Yang?”

Yang Xiaofan smiled back.

“Old Master, you’re being too polite. You traveled all the way from the capital to see me in person. That is my honor. How could I possibly speak of being abrupt?”

Old Master Liang nodded in satisfaction, admiration flickering in his eyes.

Yang Xiaofan did not show the slightest trace of arrogance in light of his talents. That was truly rare.

One must know that very few people, at the young age of twenty, could possess so many honors and so much ability as Yang Xiaofan.

If it had been anyone else, someone with a poor temperament might long ago have become so inflated that he would have forgotten his own surname.

“Zhao Liufang was one of my former students. He came here and disturbed you without due respect earlier, and I have already reprimanded him. He will not trouble you again in the future. Moreover, I will inform the other film and television companies not to make things difficult for you. Though I am but a humble man with little influence, I trust they will still grant me this small courtesy.”

Yang Xiaofan’s face could not help twitching hard.

You call that little influence?

A casual word from you is enough to keep so many film and television companies from daring to bother me.

You have to realize, every company in the entertainment business has some backing behind it, don’t they?

You are outrageously formidable, do you know that?

Of course, he would not say that aloud. He only coughed softly and said,

“Then thank you, Old Master Liang. May I ask what reason you had for suddenly coming to see me today?”

Old Master Liang narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly.

“I came to seek a teacher.”