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Chapter 116 Angina Pectoris

Yan Bing looked like a pear blossom with rain in his eyes, and opened his arms and rushed towards the old man.

The old man looked at Yan Bing with a smile on his face, and then slowly raised his right hand. When Yan Bing rushed forward..., he received a hammer to the head!

"Fuck!" Yan Bing felt pain and squatted on the ground holding his head.

"You're still doing this with your master!? I've seen through you! You still miss me!? Huh! It's less than a hundred miles back and forth, so just don't say you're coming back! You asked someone to send you a message!

?" The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, spitting all over Yan Bing's face.

"There are still you two!! Still want to run!?? Get off here, old man!" The old man pointed angrily at Feng Chen and Lu Liang who were on the eaves, who were about to run away, and shouted loudly.

Feng Chen and Lu Liang looked at each other with mournful faces, then slowly flew down, came to the old man, bowed and saluted: "Master..."

"Return! Master! Master!" the old man shouted, giving each of them a blow to the head. The three brothers and sisters held their heads and squatted in a row...

"I sent you two here to look for your junior sister. If you found her, why don't you come back and tell me!!?? Do you know how I am spending these days!??" After the old man finished speaking, he immediately became speechless...

, looked up at the sky, with a look of sadness and anger on his face..., there seemed to be tears in his eyes...

The three brothers and sisters looked at the old man's expression... and began to blame themselves...

Master cares so much about the three of them. He must have been restless for more than ten days...,

But they were so preoccupied with their own affairs that they even forgot about Master... It’s so inappropriate!! It’s so wrong!! I’m so sorry for Master!!

Just when the three of them wanted to kowtow and admit their mistake immediately, the old man silently shed two lines of tears and said slowly:

"It's been more than ten days... I haven't even had a decent meal... The restaurants outside are expensive... In order to save money!! I can only eat sesame cakes every day!! Just pickles...!!

But you are here living and drinking!! You are eating and drinking!!! Really! Really! This makes me so angry!!!" After the old man finished speaking, he still couldn't get rid of his anger, and gave each of them another blow to the head...

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My conscience... doesn't seem to hurt as much as before...

But, my heart... feels a little painful...

Thinking about it... the old man was born into a royal family. He had been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, and was served by a group of people.

When he grew up, he took on the aura of being the protagonist and directly entered the first martial arts sect in the Central Plains and became a direct disciple.

Later, he had a smooth journey and became the seventeenth head of Feixia Sect.

I have been surrounded by people all my life, and I am used to being waited on. I am afraid I can’t even light a fire myself... let alone cook food...

Yan Bing felt relieved when he thought of this.

Master..., apart from your martial arts skills..., you are just a waste...

But she didn't dare to tell this petty old man face to face... She could only think about it in her mind, then quickly forget it, not daring to leave the slightest impression...

"Master!" Yan Bing stood up suddenly with excitement on his face, grabbed the old man's sleeve, and shouted: "I know there is a restaurant! It's very delicious! It's even more delicious than Wangyue Tower!!! My disciple is making it today.

Dong!! Oh, that’s not right! From now on, my disciple will cook for you every day!! Eat until you don’t want to go there anymore! Let’s just change to another restaurant! How about that!?”

The old man wiped away his tears of grievance, glanced at Yan Bing, and asked slowly: "Is it really that delicious!?"

Feng Chen also quickly stood up, grabbed the old man's other wrist, and said excitedly: "Master! Junior sister is not exaggerating what she said!! We just went to eat yesterday..." In the middle of the sentence,

Suddenly he noticed Yan Bing's crazy eyes, and slowly turned his head to look at the old man's expression that gradually turned from joy to anger, and he wished he could give himself a big mouthful right away...

Am I not the one who doesn’t want to open the pot and lift it!??

Lu Liang, who had always played a stable role, played a decisive role at this time. He quickly stood up, ran behind the old man, gently pushed the old man's back and said: "Master! No matter how much you say, it's better for you to try it yourself.

!Let’s go quickly!!”

In this way, the old man was "carried" by his three apprentices to the "Yixiang Building" as if he were offering sacrifices to the Buddha. Li Lingyue had seen enough of the excitement, how could he easily let go of this delicious meal? He also followed.

When they got to the private dining room, Yan Bing had a good meal with good wine and food. At the suggestion of the eldest brother, he called Wu Qidao.

After a while, Wang Li and Zhou Zeng, who had received the "wind", also rushed to the scene, claiming to be specially there to cleanse the old man.

Wu Qidao was also the first to see the legendary sword master. He was so excited that he didn't know why. He held up his wine and his first words were: "Shibo! I'm a rough man. I don't know many beautiful words. I can only say I have admired you for a long time."

The name is like thunder! I'm so lucky to meet you today!" Wu Qidao used up all the few idioms he could speak at once... and was a little proud of his little wit.

But he saw that the entire table was silent... and looked at him with wide eyes...

Didn’t I just say a few idioms suddenly? As for making such a fuss?

When he saw the Marquis of Fu Guo, he stood up slowly and whispered a few words into his ear...

"My master... is the third great-great-grandfather of the current Saint... You call him Shibo!?? You don't want to live anymore!?"

Hearing this, Wu Qidao almost lost his grip on the wine glass, and hurriedly put it on the table, knelt down, and said with tears and shouts: "Young ones have eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. They just see their ancestors with their white hair and childish faces. They are not like them."

At such a young age, I thought about flattering you, but to my surprise, I actually flattered you!!

Please, ancestor, please don’t tell anyone. If I tell you, I’m afraid my life will be lost! I’m not afraid of death, I just don’t think I’ll die on the battlefield... He’s quite aggrieved, you know...

…, at the very least, I want to die in an upright and honorable way, do you think so, let me tell you..."

"Okay," the old man saw that he was chattering endlessly... and interrupted with an impatient look: "Get up quickly! The dishes will be cold in a while! Don't worry, there are all my family members in the house, sit down and eat!"

Wu Qidao then stood up slowly with a shocked look on his face, grabbed the chair and sat down slowly, not daring to say any more nonsense...

After a feast of wine and food, the old man finally vented all his anger over the past ten days and began to praise Yan Bing for the "great things" he had done these days.

A group of people were talking and laughing as they walked towards the Hou Mansion, but suddenly they saw a government servant running past with a stack of imperial lists in his arms.

Although the Yamen servants were busy all the way, they happened to catch a glimpse of Fu Guohou and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"Your Majesty..., does this have any purpose?" Yan Bing asked curiously as he looked at the imperial list in the hand of the Yamen servant.

Hearing this, the yamen servant quickly handed an imperial list to the Marquis of Fuguo with both hands, and then continued to bow and said: "Returning to the Marquis of Fuguo, the emperor ordered the King of Qi to return to the capital to visit his relatives, and specially posted the list to the capital for the purpose of welcoming him."

King Qi!?

Provincial relatives!??

We've only been gone for a few days!? How can I save my family!??

Moreover, there is no need for the prince to go to the capital to make a public announcement and make it known to the whole world...

Damn it!!!

Yan Bing suddenly realized...

Emperor Xuan Si, you are so old!!!! You are so old!! Why do you have to get involved in everything!!??

Yan Bing cursed loudly in his heart!


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