After saying goodbye to Xie Mengxi, Qiao Zhiyuan and Ba Ding, Qi Kunlun and Pojun came directly to Chinatown.

"Did my dad hide in this Chinatown?" Po Jun couldn't help asking.

"He comes without a shadow, goes without a trace, and the dragon sees his head but never sees his tail. In fact, no one knows where he is!" Qi Kunlun couldn't help but smile, shook his head and said.

Po Jun was stunned and said nothing more, and entered a very quaint teahouse with Qi Kunlun.

There were a group of Chinese people drinking tea in the teahouse. After the two of them walked in, many curious eyes were on them, and after a moment, they moved away directly.

"There are many experts here!" Po Jun couldn't help but whisper.

"Of course, your father has formed such a huge Chinese organization. Can you do it without a master to press the formation?" Qi Kunlun smiled slightly and walked slowly to the second floor.

Xiao Honghe is also a great man of his generation, otherwise, Mr. Xiao would not have asked him to inherit the entire Xiao family.

Unfortunately, Xiao Honghe was plotted by his own family and his hand was cut off, and Po Jun was also faced with imprisonment because he was framed by his own family! If not, Xiao Honghe would have been in charge of the current Xiao family.

Even if Xiao Honghe went away from a foreign country, he could use his own abilities to gather a group of heroes to do things for him and set up such a huge organization. Even if the country wants some information, he would take the initiative to find him, which shows his strength.

"A mirror hangs on the high hall, I don't know which dragon on the river?" At this moment, an old man stood up, walked to the stairs, blocked the way, and spoke.

Po Jun was stunned when he heard this. What era is this? Why are there still people coming to recite poems?

When Po Jun was about to speak, he heard Qi Kunlun say, "Ya'er doesn't praise her as white cakes. It's all the predecessors planted trees so that future generations can enjoy the cool air."

Po Jun was stunned again, not understanding why Qi Kunlun had inexplicably told the old man...

"The sun rises in the east to chase the old moon, and the dragon stars are hung on the top of the wings." Qi Kunlun bowed and said to the old man.

After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring and asked, "Where is the Ri Palace?"

"Student in Bailang Wan." Qi Kunlun said again.

Po Jun only really understood this time. These two people were talking about cutting the world.

"If you talk about the big tripod, you must be very loud!" The old man's face turned serious and said in a deep voice.

"I'm the hook and kick the pole, and the breeze is red." Qi Kunlun said.

After hearing this, the old man sneered and said, "Please go upstairs!"

Po Jun followed Qi Kunlun to the second floor and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Shishuai Qi, what are you saying to this old man?"

"The old man said 'a mirror hung on the high hall' means that we are very capable, and it is as dazzling as the mirror hanging in front of the hall. The next sentence is asking where we came from when we cross the river dragon." Qi Kunlun said lightly.

"What is Yaer White Cake?" Po Jun was confused.

"Ya'er claims to be the younger generation, and Bai Gao is the old man in white. What I said is that the younger generation cannot be praised by seniors. All the martial arts are passed down by our predecessors, so we are today." Qi Kunlun smiled.
Chapter completed!