Abao went to Tian’s house alone.

Logically, compared with Master Ma’s words, neither Bao Qingyun nor Master Ma’s son could match Master Tian. "The real master in Guanzhen is Master Tian and Tian Xinhao."

Of course, there is a reason for a person who can make a strong man think he is not as good as him.

Therefore, when facing such a super strong man, Abao's risk factor will be higher.

However, Abao also knows that real strong people often regard dignity and face as more important than anything else, because the biggest driving force for them to become strong is to look down on the heroes and look down on the world, so that people can look up at their halo at the aura standing on a high place with a look of looking up. In a nutshell, they can get the pleasure of face.

As long as a person is alive, he or she will have his or her needs. The only difference is that when the needs of big people are respected and satisfied, the needs of small people are usually ignored and trampled on.

Of course, many big shots will stand on a high ground and wear a charity mask to inspire ignorant people: Work hard and you will succeed. As long as you work hard, I am today and you will be tomorrow!

In fact, many times, your background, your family background, and your living environment have determined your life.

For example, if you are just a cow, your greatest effort and greatest success is to rake that field and increase its output.

And a king is like a lion and a tiger. They are born as the king.

So, no matter which era, they are always fighting for their fathers.

"So, first of all, I have to thank me for having a good father," said Young Master Tian, ​​staring at the buoy on the water, and said to Abao, "If my dad is a pauper, I am nothing. Master Bao, are you right?"

Abao dared not make a decision. After all, the reason why he was able to enter the "Tingxin Pavilion" and enter the elite core of the Meng Family Group was inseparable from the recommendation of Duanmu Bai, the owner of the Duanmu Family. Although his father was still an ordinary businessman, at least, his father had a close relationship with a great man. Perhaps, this was also an extension of resources.

He did not answer this question. He was just curious. According to legend, did Mr. Tian always like to climb mountains and cliffs and fish in the green ponds of the mountain stream? He spent a lot of effort on Mao's backyard in this house to dig a pond and settle in a corner. After all, it is not consistent with Mr. Tian, ​​who pursues nature, environmental protection and adventurous personality?

The two sat under the shade of the tree by the pond. Young Master Tian finally moved his eyes from the float on the water surface, picked up the teacup on the low table beside him and took a sip. Then he looked at Abao deeply, and suddenly said softly: "Do you, do you feel strange, why did I open a fish pond at home and stay at home to fish?"

Abao did not deny: "Yes."

Mr. Tian turned his gaze to the float on the water again, but his eyes seemed to have lost their focal length, a little turbid, and there was deep fear in the turbidity, as if he was staring at a box covered with a mysterious veil. Even if he had not lifted its veil, the rich terror inside it had already penetrated, making people shudder.

The eyes of Master Tian gradually climbed into great fear, and he murmured softly as if he was muttering to the dream: "Because, I'm afraid of death..."

Abao: "..."

He really couldn't understand that with the sincere admiration of Master Ma, he was not related to the rendering of his various magical legends in the Jianghu Road, no matter what, he had no connection with "fear of death"!

Could it be that legends are all lies like fairy tales?

Young Master Tian said slowly: "To be honest, Mr. Bao, my life is not worse than anyone else, so, in some ways, I will not be unable to live with my own life."

Abao is a smart person and soon understood that the reason why Young Master Tian fell into fishing at home was not voluntarily, but that he encountered a certain fatal threat!

Abao was shocked.

After all, there are definitely not many people in this world who can threaten Mr. Tian’s life. However, according to Mr. Tian’s various performances, there is only one in the Guan Town area!

Moreover, with his temperament of Tian Dashen, who cherishes feathers and loves face, he will never be aimless and throw dirty water on himself.

So, who is that person?

Abao knew that it seemed as if Young Master Tian was such an arrogant young man. It was his greatest courage to be able to tell him that his life was threatened. It was impossible to ask the bottom of the question and find the result. He pondered for a moment and adopted a roundabout strategy and asked: "Dare you ask Young Master Tian, ​​when did you decide to develop fishing at home?"

Young Master Tian looked at him deeply and said slowly: "I know what you want to ask, but I can't tell you. Maybe, I can see that you are from the 'Tingxin Pavilion' and give you a friendly reminder. Don't underestimate Guan Town. The water here is very deep and very deep. After all, you don't listen to you. Okay, I'm going back to have a meal, why don't you? "

Young Master Tian threw down the fishing rod casually and stood up.

Abao had no choice but to stand up, hug her fists, and said, "Young Master Tian, ​​you are polite. Now you are in trouble and you are uneasy. Don't disturb Mr. Tian's mood, let's go another day."

Young Master Tian nodded and said, "When will Mr. Bao feel comfortable? Even if you come, the door of the Tian family will always be open to you."

Abao thanked him and left.

After Abao's figure walked out of the Tian family's gate, a white-clothed guest wearing a hat slowly turned from under a tree by the pond.

Master Tian seemed to ignore it, and while packing the fishing gear, he gently said to himself: "Your Excellency, I'm satisfied now."

The guest in white did not respond, and his figure slowly retracted back to the big tree.

*******

August 22.

Early this morning, when there was a waning moon hanging in the sky to the west, Xiao An quietly picked up the package that the woman had packed for him last night and tiptoed out of the house, and then gently brought it to the door.

Although the woman repeatedly told me last night that he had to have lunch before leaving if he wanted to leave today, somehow he was afraid of being face to face with the woman.

That kind of relationship is like a real mother-son separation. He doesn't know if he can have the courage to make up his mind to leave.

He left.

Perhaps, he didn't know that when he walked out of the room, the woman's closed eyes slowly shed two lines of clear tears...

After a long time, she murmured softly in a dream: "Child, my mother doesn't know what you want to do, and doesn't care what you want to do. My mother just prays to God to always protect you from peace and live every day happily..."
Chapter completed!