"Ahem! Okay, okay, Prime Minister, Prime Minister, I will do my best. Master, calm down your anger. How can you calm down your anger? It's my disciple's fault."

His pressing made the old man's face turn red, as if he was really hurt and he was trying to endure it.

The boy in the white shirt gently stroked the spot on the middle-aged man's shoulder where he had just pressed it. He secretly exerted his strength, and a mist spread from the hand of the boy in the white shirt, spreading towards the middle-aged man's swollen shoulder, replacing the middle-aged man.

Reduce swelling.

"Haha, you still have some conscience and care about me as a teacher. Ruo Yu, have you ever thought about getting some more praise from the world for Hongmen? In a while, the 'Master Conference' that starts every ten years will be held in Liuli.

Now that the Yahe River is open, how about seizing the title of Young Master of Jianghu? I have already received an invitation to the Young Master Conference, should you consider it?"

The Young Masters Conference in the Jianghu is held every ten years and is a very prestigious martial arts event in the Jianghu of the Four Kingdoms.[

The middle-aged man didn't want to participate. After all, there would be benefits to participating in the martial arts too much, but more importantly, it might attract too much attention to Hongmen from the outside world.

With curiosity, there will be bold people.

With bold people, some unsafe changes will occur in Hongmen, and the disaster that will follow is that a large amount of information in Hongmen will be exposed, and even include a lot of information. According to his loss of life, it is estimated that

The secret of numerology comes out.

If it is allowed to go by those who want to re-open the world, then all the fateful trajectories will be changed, and the peace of the Four Kingdoms will be rewritten.

The middle-aged man was not sure that such a consequence would be something that the whole world could bear, let alone that Hongmen could bear the responsibility.

Every continent should have its true origin, right?

They who are born in it are just scenery in other people's stories, acting as passers-by in life when and where they have to appear.

Therefore, when he received the invitation to the Gongzi Conference, the middle-aged man seriously thought in his heart whether to put the Hongmen stall in front of the world. Considering the final result, he planned to leave the decision to Bai Bai.

The young man in the white shirt, as the next unchangeable young master of Hongmen, leaves the future of Hongmen to the young man in the white shirt to control his destiny at will.

The middle-aged man stood up, walked to the bookcase next to him and pulled out a wooden sign with the name of the Young Masters Conference engraved on it. He glanced at it, turned around and walked back, handed the wooden sign to the boy in white shirt, and asked the boy in white shirt for his opinion.

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"Master's Conference? Master, my apprentice is still young and doesn't talk much when interacting with others. At this time, it may be inappropriate to represent Hongmen in the Young Master's Conference. Besides, my chess skills have not yet been perfected. If

Doesn't being judged by others bring Hongmen's face down? Disciple is not a person with great ambitions, but if he is to become a disciple in the world in the name of Hongmen, then unless he doesn't go out,

Otherwise, you will become a blockbuster and achieve great things that attract the attention of the world. I hope you will understand me, master!"

Taking the frosted and engraved gilded wooden sign handed over by the middle-aged man, the young man in white shirt looked at the gold-lacquered characters sprinkled on the wooden sign. He paused for a moment, then stood in front of the middle-aged man with a solemn expression, holding his hands on the sign.

Kneeling on the ground, he said in a deep voice to the middle-aged man, showing his direction!
Chapter completed!