"..."

"this……"

Seeing that he asked directly, Zhao Sanyi hesitated a little. Instead, Chen Abao sneered and said: "I'm not just telling you, go back and talk to your young master. If you need help, then..."

…

…

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

Hu Ma was also frightened in her heart. When she walked quickly to the Zhao family's house, Lao Abacus, who had come back first, was also bringing Wu Ya with him. With a solemn expression, he set up an incense table and put on the incense table he bought with his own money for the first time.

Chickens, fish, and pig heads were served, and they were very fragrant.

He respectfully placed the tablet of his ancestor on it, kowtowed a few times, and then took out the copper coins.

After shaking it several times, he leaned down and looked at it, his brows gradually frowning.

Wu Ya followed beside him, unable to help but be curious, but after a long time, he sighed slowly and said in a low voice: "I always felt that it was too strange for the Patriarch to let me follow that little shopkeeper.

, which makes people wonder.”

"Especially after seeing how the word justice was used to crush the Yan family's iron threshold, I couldn't help but think about things that make people feel uneasy..."

"So, I have to ask the ancestor."

"..."

“Isn’t it right that justice should overwhelm the iron threshold?”

Wu Ya never quite understood Lao Abacus' worries, but seeing his solemn expression, she didn't dare to refute. Thinking of Grandmaster's previous temper, she whispered: "Grandmaster, you won't want to talk about it this time, right?"

"..."

"No."

Old Abacus sighed and said, "He said it."

Wu Ya suddenly felt worried and hurriedly asked: "What next?"

Lao Abacus's face suddenly wrinkled ten times, with a sad look on his face, and even seemed a little desperate: "This is the first time he answered me so definitely..."

"……no!"
Chapter completed!