But in this matter, it is just a stubborn tendon.

"It was just a slight effort that I saved you."

The old man sat back on the wooden bench, holding the wine gourd on the table and refused to let go, as if the wine was his own son and he was so pampered.

"But if I hadn't had an adoptive father, I would have died many years ago."

When the mysterious man mentioned the past, another sea of ​​fire appeared in front of him.

The girl's screams, screams and the howling north wind are mixed together...

Then there were broken clothes, empty and desperate expressions...

He closed his eyes and left behind the scenes that had tortured him for many years.

"You..." The old man shook his head in disagreement, "You only value cause and effect too seriously that your spiritual power has been stagnant for so many years."

The reason why he accepted him as his adopted son was because the child was bleeding from his head and his face was covered in blood, but he stubbornly held his thighs and refused to let go. His eyes were clearly distinguished by black and white, as if he was his last straw to save lives.

Another reason is that he took a fancy to the child's talent.

After hesitating, he decided to accept the child, take him by his side, and teach him the martial arts.

But he did not make his spiritual power as he imagined...

As for the reason, he knew it, and his adopted son knew it even more.

The two of them had tacit understanding and had been peaceful for so many years.

"I was the one who disappointed her adoptive father."

The mysterious man still lowered his head, his face was expressionless, but his movements were respectful.

"Amo!"

The old man suddenly emphasized his tone: "Do you really think, I don't know what you are thinking?"

The mysterious man is still silent: "..."

"According to your talent, your skills are far more than today's level. As long as you want, you can walk sideways in this world long ago."

"But...you don't want it!!"

"Just because you don't protect her, you have to devote all your future life to your own depravity and be in a daze?"

"Do you think I don't know what you've done over the years? I feel that you will never regret it after taking revenge? There is no point in living? Want to die with her?!!"

The old man almost yelled at the last sentence.

The deafening voice resounded in his ears, and the mysterious man's cold expression finally had a crack.

“…adopted father?”

The old man snorted coldly: "Do you think you are hiding well? I have lived for so many years, and do you think your little thoughts can be hidden from me?"

The mysterious man was silent again.

There is a moment of silence in the air.

Finally, the old man spoke first.

"I handed over the market to you just to keep you busy and have a heart for your heart, but I didn't expect that so many years have passed and it still has no effect..."

People always have a spiritual sustenance when they live. He knew very early that the reason for supporting Amo to survive is revenge.

When the revenge was avenged, he came back from a distance in order to stare at this brat and prevent him from doing anything stupid.

After three months, the brat had nothing unusual about it, and he let go of his hanging heart.

He originally thought that Amo had been let go, gave up, and untied his heart, but after many years, Amo's strength has been staying there, and his cultivation speed is unexpectedly slow...
Chapter completed!