Three months after Di Feng's father left, he discovered a secret villa. He went there nervously and found a girl imprisoned here.
Looking at the sleeping beauty-like girl imprisoned in a golden cage, all kinds of crazy conjectures appeared in Di Feng's mind.
Di Feng looked at the girl with a complex expression: "What is your relationship with my father...?"
Jiang Fei lazily raised her eyelids and looked at him and said calmly: "Superior and subordinate."
Jiang Fei didn't expect that in the new century, there would still be someone with this weird profession of being the head of the sect. What's more, she was the unlucky person who took on the responsibility of the entire sect.
She became obsessed with practicing kung fu, and her subordinates secretly placed her in their own property. When her last loyal subordinate died unexpectedly one day, she thought she could finally disband the Goubi sect, and her subordinate's son appeared!
Di Feng solemnly looked at Jiang Fei kneeling in the cage: "From now on, I will inherit your legacy and become a sharp sword to protect you."
Jiang Fei didn't need it, and hoped that her sect would close down soon, but she was embarrassed to say it in front of her loyal subordinates and could only grit her teeth and say: "Okay."
Jiang Fei, who originally thought he had returned to his old life, discovered that Di Feng was nothing like his father.
Hey hey hey, who asked you to recruit people for the sect? ? ? What about revenue generation? ? ? Who the hell wants to be the leader of the martial arts league in the 21st world? ?
I don't have the second grade disease! !
Jiang Fei, who was forced to watch the sect grow day by day but still had to grit his teeth and smile, felt that it was really too difficult for him.
The female protagonist is a max-level boss with bugs, and the male protagonist is a little wolfdog who works wholeheartedly for the female protagonist's career.
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The ancient true man did not know how to talk about life, nor did he know how to hate death; he did not like to go out, and did not leave when he came in;
Motto: Never give up hope
