"Since I'm a family member, I don't know what the sect leader has to give?"

After the old owner knew Zhao Yu's identity, he seemed much more intimate when he spoke, at least he would not be as polite as before.

"I don't know this." Zhao Yu rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "To be honest, I have only met the sect leader twice."

"So that's it. You don't need to be polite at the Young Master. If you don't mind, you can call me Mr. Feng." The old master nodded with a smile: "I wonder if the Young Master needs the help of our Fengjian Villa?"

"It just happened that he would take shelter from the rain. If possible, please prepare some dry food for me." Zhao Yu chuckled and bowed.

"This is natural. Without the instructions of the young master, we naturally know what to do."

Not long after, Zhao Yu finally bid farewell to the old owner and returned to the small courtyard by the lake.

To be honest, he was not good at socializing, and Zhao Yu was not used to the way he spoke in this world, so after this, he would even rather fight with a Saint Warrior.

Too tiring.

"Young Master, has the matter been resolved?" As soon as he entered the courtyard, Yang Xiao immediately came up to meet him.

"Well, it has been resolved. If the rain stops tomorrow, we will leave." Zhao Yu looked outside and shook his head helplessly.

It was still pouring rain outside. Not only did the rain not get smaller, but it was becoming increasingly heavy, just as the rain was about to grow old forever.

Didn’t it mean that the Kingdom of Dongsheng Shen is rainy, and the Western Saint-World is just the opposite? Why do you feel like you are in the Kingdom of Dongsheng Shen?

"Oh, OK."

Although Yang Xiao didn't know why Zhao Yu was in a hurry to leave, since Zhao Yu said so, he would respect Zhao Yu's opinions.

...

Qiuming courtyard.

Not long after Zhao Yu left, Tie Laogui suddenly appeared in front of the old owner.

"So it's you, the old iron ghost."

The moment he saw the old mansion, the old manor suddenly realized everything. No wonder the young master of the Bajue Sect was outside without many followers or guards. It turned out that there were secretly protecting the strong man like Tie Old Ghost, who was in the sage realm.

"Long time no see you."

Although Tie Laogui's strength is one level or even more than one level higher than Fengseming Lao Zhuang, the two are not much different in terms of status, so the two are still considered as peers.

"Thank you for your help before, fellow Taoist." The old owner thanked him solemnly.

"No need to thank you. The person you should thank you is the young sect leader of Bajue Sect." Tie Laogui waved his hand unanimously. With his strength, he could naturally bear the thank-you gift from the old owner, but he still pushed the credit to Zhao Yu.

Is a favor in Fengjian Villa valuable? Of course it is valuable, and in special circumstances, this favor cannot even be bought.

Fengjian Villa is the most outstanding villa in this continent.

The same is true for the Tie Lao Gui.

But what he told the truth. If Zhao Yu hadn't happened to encounter such a thing this time, even if he encountered it, he would not have taken action.

After all, for Tie Laogui personally, he has no friendship with Fengjian Villa.

Furthermore, under that situation, outsiders were not easy to intervene. If Zhao Yu had not accidentally obtained the long sword of the Fu family and that the Fu family's conspiracy was forced, Tie Laogui would not have taken action so decisively.

"The drunkard asked me to bring you something." Tie Laogui was naturally not here to chat with the old owner. Zhao Yu's spiritual sense was very terrifying. Tie Laogui who followed Zhao Yu from the Dongsheng Divine Kingdom to the Western Holy Kingdom knows this more than anyone else.

Therefore, when there is no need, the old iron ghost is not ready to show up.

"Mr. Drunkard... Is there anything for me?" The old owner was so excited that he was a little excited, but he was suppressed by him in an instant. As a Saint-Term warrior, his control of emotions was quite terrifying.

Tie Lao Gui waved his hand and a jade bottle appeared in front of the old owner, and he laughed softly: "The drunkard has something to say to you: The friendship between Fengjian Villa back then, and the Bajue Sect has not forgotten. You have been stranded in the realm of Saint Fighting Warriors for too long. It is time to break through."

The old owner was stunned for a moment before breathing heavily and asked, "Old Tie Gui, what did Lord Drunkard really say? What exactly did you bring here?"

He didn't get the jade bottle because it was too expensive and too important to him, so his scope was a bit timid.

It is conceivable that something that can make a Saint Warrior feel timid, how important this thing is to the old owner.

"Of course, do I need to lie to you?" Tie Laogui chuckled softly: "Master Feng, three hundred years ago, when all forces chose to watch coldly or take advantage of the situation, only a few of you, the few forces, came forward to say a few fair words for Bajue Sect. The Bajue Sect will not forget this matter."

After the old owner let out a deep breath of turbid air, he waved his hand and the jade bottle on the table disappeared and he put it into the storage ring.

If this thing is what he has thought of over the years, then it is really important to him.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." The old owner thanked me solemnly again.

This time, Tie Laogui did not refuse, but said with a smile: "Yesterday, due to today's consequences, you don't have to be so polite. Also... I hope the owner of the mansion will ask me to keep it secret. You should also see that this time I am only responsible for protecting it in secret. If it is exposed, then many things will not be able to continue that little guy."

"Okay." The old owner nodded and agreed without thinking about this request.

When the old owner's voice fell, the figure of the old ghost had disappeared, and this... the old owner had no sense at all.

"A wise realm, among the fighting warriors, there are one level and one level of heaven. Saint fighting warriors can be called our fellow Taoists. This sentence is indeed correct." The old owner looked at the empty Qiu Ming courtyard and shook his head with a wry smile.

"If the guess of the Seventh Ghost and the Drunkard is correct, the little guy will not go smoothly along the way."

Tie Laogui did not leave Fengjian Villa, but hid not far from the lakeside courtyard. When he looked at the lakeside courtyard, an inquiring smile appeared on Tie Laogui's face: "I don't know if Fengjian Villa can seize the opportunity as it did three hundred years ago."

The old owner did not think too much about Tie Lao Gui's request. Before, in the small courtyard of the lakeside, Tie Lao Gui was just hiding in the dark and did not appear. Moreover, Zhao Yu didn't seem to know that someone was protecting him in the dark. From this point of view, the old owner had already guessed it.
Chapter completed!