Looking at the evil sword master's cold expression, Guo Chongding felt as if his feet were filled with lead. He did not dare to move, felt uneasy, and even breathed cautiously.
Yang Mu said calmly: "The junior did not mean to offend the senior. If I see through it but don't say it, that would be the real offense."
"What's the meaning?"
The evil sword master said doubtfully.
Yang Mu said: "The reason why I came to Tianlang City is for you, senior. What I did in Zuichenju before was also in the hope that senior could come and see me.
The moment I saw Senior, I had roughly guessed your identity. I think Senior must have noticed this a long time ago. If I pretended not to know, then I would really offend Senior's wisdom!"
The Evil Sword Lord was stunned by Yang Mu's words.
Guo Chongding looked at Yang Mu with jaws dropped, and he was so impressed that he fell to the ground.
In the past, he only thought that his boss was better than him in other aspects, but when it came to worldliness, such as flattery, he was far behind him.
result……
Listen!
This is real flattery!
No wonder he wasn't very happy when he flattered his boss earlier. It was because his skills were so poor!
"You are right, I have seen all this clearly." The Evil Sword Master showed a smile, "I just said that just to scare you. You are honest and very good!"
Yang Mu thought to himself, this Evil Sword Lord really wants to save face.
He had actually known this for a long time.
It was obviously the Evil Sword Lord who shamelessly went to make friends with Mu Wuya, and he was beaten so many times, but this guy actually said that the two of them cherished each other. Isn't this because he wants to save face?
"Wait! How did you know I'm here, kid?" Evil Sword Lord asked suspiciously.
Yang Mu smiled and said, "I guessed it. Everyone knows that you like to drink, senior. Tianlang City is famous for its fine wine, so I came here to try my luck."
The Evil Sword Lord glared and said: "You flattered me just now, now you treat me as a fool? But that's all, you are quite loyal. Even if you know that I am here, if I don't take the initiative to show up, there is no way you can
Find me."
"That's natural." Yang Mu said with a smile.
The Evil Sword Lord said: "Why do you want to go to such trouble to find me?"
"I want to ask you, senior, about the whereabouts of a person."
Yang Mu took out another bottle of Maotai and said with a smile: "This junior only has this last bottle left with him. I originally planned to keep it for myself to drink, but since senior likes it, I will give it to senior."
"Don't say it so nicely. How can you call this a gift? It's clear that this bottle of wine is used to pay for the intelligence fee."
The Evil Sword Master was a little disapproving, but did not refuse, "Tell me, who do you want to know about? As long as I know, I will tell you. But -"
His eyes were sharp: "There is a person, you can't just ask around!"
"Who?" Yang Mu had a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, I heard the evil sword master say: "The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord!"
Before Yang Mu spoke, Guo Chongding asked anxiously: "Why can't you ask about him?"
The Evil Sword Lord sneered: "Dare you, do you really want to find out where my brother is?"
While speaking, he took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a face that was a bit older but with more beautiful features.
It is conceivable that the Evil Sword Lord was absolutely unimaginably handsome when he was young, and must have appeared in the dreams of countless women countless times.
"Boy, if I don't plan to tell you anything, why don't you give me this wine?" He glanced at the bottle of Moutai in Yang Mu's hand.
Guo Chongding noticed the unkindness in the other party's tone, and his heart thumped again.
Even if the Evil Sword Lord said nothing or did nothing, the smell alone made him feel like a mouse standing next to a cat, filled with fear.
As long as the other party shows a little bit of malice, it's enough to make Guo Chongding's heart tremble.
Yang Mu said: "Senior, you misunderstood. I just said that this bottle of wine is for you. Since it is a gift, it belongs to you regardless of whether you answer my question or not."
The Evil Sword Master only felt that it was very boring. This boy was obviously as timid as a mouse. He showed a little displeasure, but he did not dare to ask any more questions and handed the wine to him obediently.
Although the other party's knowledge saved him some trouble, he only felt bored after seeing this kind of spineless guy so many times.
The next second, Yang Mu changed the subject: "I gave this bottle to you, senior, but senior, you won't be satisfied with just one bottle?"
"That's true! If I still want to drink this wine in the future, where can I buy it?"
The Evil Sword Lord asked quickly, but almost forgot about this matter.
For an alcoholic like him, no matter how much you give him, let alone the bottle and a half in front of him, he will always finish it.
If you want to be able to drink this fine wine forever, you must figure out where to buy it.
He was full of curiosity. This kind of fine wine should have been famous all over the world for a long time. How could it be possible that he had never heard of it before and now it suddenly appeared?
It's almost as if it was brought from some otherworldly place.
Yang Mu said confidently: "Looking at the entire mountain and sea world, I am the only one who can provide this wine to you, senior. If you don't go through me, you can't find it even if you travel all over the mountain and sea world!"
The Evil Sword Master's expression darkened: "I finally heard it. You are threatening me. If I am unwilling to tell you the whereabouts of my brother, then you will not provide me with this wine again?"
Guo Chongding winked at Yang Mu repeatedly, his face full of anxiety.
When it comes to threats, only the strong threaten the weak. How can there be any reason for the reverse?
If you really push the other party into a panic, and the other party takes action directly, the life and death of you and others will be decided by the other party. In the end, it won’t just be whatever the other party says?
"Senior made a mistake! I just want to say that if you still want this wine in the future, go to the Tuoluo Sect to find me. If I am not here, find a woman named Long Qi! We will give you as much as you want to drink.
How much are you."
Yang Mu shook his head.
The Evil Sword Lord was stunned. The boy in front of him really gave him a feeling that he couldn't figure out.
"I never believe that pie-in-the-sky things happen in this world. What on earth are you planning?"
The evil sword master's eyes are like swords, with an amazing sense of oppression.
Yang Mu smiled and said: "How could it be pie in the sky? Senior, you are my master's friend, and that is my elder. It is natural for younger generations to respect their elders, isn't it?"
"Your master?"
The Evil Sword Master didn't react at first, but then he realized something and burst out laughing, his face full of sarcasm and contempt:
"Boy, you have to use your brain to lie. Are you worthy of claiming to be my brother's disciple? If you don't go pee and look at yourself, you are worthy! Get out! If you talk nonsense again, I will kill your head with a sword.