Master, I hope that when I see you, I can still hear you calling me little brat...
Back then, there were many disciples of lay disciples in the entire Ivy Sect, but only two of his disciples, Xu Chen and him, liked to laugh and scold them for being little bastards. Now that I think about it, this was undoubtedly a form of pampering and favoritism.
Putting away his thoughts, he called Xuan Xuzi over, his gentle smile showing a bit of fierceness.
Xuan Xuzi trembled in his heart, thinking that he had been too pushy in the past few days and made his big boss unhappy.
"Master Bai, this may be Xiaodao's fault. These people are like chewing gum, chasing me all day long. Xiaodao is almost bored to death."
Unexpectedly, Bai Che didn't care about this at all. He stood with his hands behind his back, feeling free and wild in the breeze.
"Master Xuan, you have followed me for such a long time, do you think I am crazy in my behavior?"
Xuan Xuzi was shocked and couldn't guess what his master wanted to express by these words.
Now I know the best thing to think and say, but I can't have any small thoughts in front of my master.
"Master Bai, you are not crazy. In the eyes of Xiaodao, you are very low-key. With your current strength, Daxia Martial Arts is already invincible!"
It is both flattery and Xuan Xuzi's heartfelt words.
Bai Chelang laughed, nodded slightly and said, "Then let's break the impression. This time I have to be 'crazy'!"
Before Xuan Xuzi could react, Bai Che had already explained.
Issue an order from the Pavilion Master to challenge the entire Daxia Martial Arts. Any warrior can challenge him, and if he doesn't fight back, he only needs to hurt him at all, and the opponent will be considered the winner!
What?!
When Xuan Xuzi heard Bai Che's explanation, his heart exploded. He thought to himself, Master Bai, has your temper changed after fighting with the old head of the Ye family, or has your brain not fully recovered?
Even if it is so powerful that it is suffocating, it is not like playing with fire.
Not fighting back but letting the opponent take action, what kind of war post is this?
Bai Che's eyes flashed and his heart was clear.
"Taoist Master Xuan, just do as I say. Later, you can tell Ya Nan and Yan Bing that this is my decision and don't ask any more questions."
After saying this, he left the Pavilion Master's office and picked up the phone to call his mother.
As tough as he is, he is also a son and a brother. He hasn't called his mother and sister for a while...
The mother is a rural woman, and the younger sister is quiet and gentle, with a simple and kind character. Regarding his current ability and status, the mother and daughter rarely ask any questions, and they are still used to living their own peaceful lives.
And he seemed to have a tacit understanding. Even though he was a peerless evil figure in the martial arts of Daxia, and he easily gained fame and fortune, he hardly said anything to his mother and sister.
If it hadn't been for the personal safety crisis of his mother and sister, he wouldn't have even moved these two close relatives to Jinzhou...
"Mom, have you eaten? Hehe, I know it's past dinner time, don't you and Xiaozhi... I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm wearing thick clothes, I'm not short of money, I'll let the finance
I’m checking in your cards. By the way, how is Bai Zhi studying now? I’ll go back to our house after finishing the work at hand. I haven’t eaten the dumplings made by you for a long time, hey..."
He is not a wanderer, but Yang Chunlan is a real and loving mother. Listening to his mother's voice on the other end of the phone, whether it is caring or occasionally teaching a few words, his heart feels warm, but there is also a trace of bitterness and sadness deep in his heart.
This was also the reason why he didn't want to call his mother Yang Chunlan often. He would inevitably think of his father and his father's voice and smile. As a son of a man, he had been in prison for three years. Even if he came back secretly once, his father would not do this.
Such regrets and sorrows, this thorn in my heart, even if I get through it, it will take time to smooth it away.
"Xiao Che, mom is dead. When the weather is right, mom has to go dry the millet."
"Mom, is my sister at home? If you let her listen to the phone, I won't call her anymore."