Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but feel a little angry. Unexpectedly, the master who paid a lot of money to hire a disciple would be kicked out by the master a long time ago.
Fortunately, Zarro did not clarify in public, otherwise Anthony would be in trouble immediately.
Suddenly his heart moved, and he keenly captured another important piece of information from Anthony's mouth.
That is, every year on the anniversary of his wife's death, Zaro would go to the remote coast where she was killed and sit quietly all night.
Use this way to miss your deceased wife.
According to the time, it’s tonight!
If Zaro dies, not only will Qin Tian return without success, but Anthony's reputation will also be preserved.
This is something that kills two birds with one stone.
Yang Yuanqing thought of something and hurriedly reported this information to Lao San.
With this information, it will be easier to kill Zaro.
Moreover, after killing him, he threw him directly into the sea. Others thought that Zaro missed his dead wife and died in love.
There won't be any trouble at all.
As long as Zaro dies, he will definitely win this round.
...
Following the Gold Coast, Qin Tian and Tie Ningshuang finally arrived at the small town where Zarro lived in seclusion.
Knowing that Zaro liked to be clean and worried that driving there would make him unhappy, Qin Tian specifically asked the driver to stop outside the town.
He and Tie Ningshuang walked inside.
It is a small town with a small area, but the folk customs are very simple and clean.
As the gentle sea breeze blew, Tie Ningshuang couldn't help but say in fascination: "It would be a happy thing if I could live in seclusion here with the one I love, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, without worrying about the worries of the outside world.
"
Seeing Qin Tian looking over, she turned slightly red and stuck out her tongue naughtily.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "My English is not very good. Please call the door later."
"Okay!" Tie Ningshuang jumped up and down like a little girl. According to the house number, she came to an exotic-style building.
After calming down, he knocked on the door cautiously.
I knocked several times in succession, but it was quiet and there was no response.
Tie Ningshuang couldn't help but frown, turned to look at Qin Tian, and pouted: "Brother Tian, is Zha Luo not at home?"
"Or, in order to avoid us, you didn't open the door on purpose?"
Qin Tian also looked helpless.
Suddenly, he saw a yellow-skinned Asian woman walking from a distance.
He is tall and has exquisite facial features. His long black hair hangs down like a waterfall without any decoration, except for a bamboo hairpin on the top of his head.
Commoner clothes and shoes, with a distant look.
In the bamboo basket in his hand, there are some fresh fruits and flower branches.
This extraordinary temperament made Qin Tian think that she was probably from the Dragon Kingdom.
Because he looks very much like the ancient hermit in the legend of the Dragon Kingdom.
If you are really a fellow countryman, then things should be easy for you.
He walked over and asked politely in Long Mandarin: "Hello, young lady."
"Excuse me."
"Excuse me, is this the residence of Zaro, the master of architectural design?"
The woman looked at Qin Tian warily and said, "Who are you?"
"What to do with the master?"
The voice is clear and beautiful, speaking pure dragon language.
She is indeed from the Dragon Kingdom, and, hearing this, she is no stranger to the master.
Qin Tian was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "My name is Qin Tian."
"I came to the master to ask him to help design a building."
"Excuse me--"
A trace of disgust immediately appeared in the woman's eyes. She interrupted Qin Tian and said coldly: "Are you and the boss Zhu from before working together?"
Qin Tian was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "Yes."
"Boss Zhu is also my friend. He was entrusted by me to invite the master."
The woman said coldly: "He failed, so you came in person?"
Qin Tian nodded. His intuition told him that this woman's relationship with Master Zarro should be unusual.