Master Qian raised his hand and hit Salang on the head, and Salang immediately stopped talking.

After a long time, Salang asked: "Master, what happened to Chaoxin Sect back then, it took more than ten years to take revenge. Master, it has been difficult for you to survive the past ten years."

Mr. Qian shook his head: "It's not difficult."

He looked at Salang: "More than ten years will not be as difficult as the day I got the news."

Because of these words, Salang's heart tightened.

Think about it, Master first received the news that his beloved disciple Liu Jigong had died in battle, as well as his four disciples.

The master has met all four children. The master said that he likes them. Each one is smarter and braver than the last one.

Then the master decided to take revenge. He must find all the people who betrayed Liu Jigong and not let anyone go.

"then......"

Mr. Qian said: "I was playing chess with your master at the mountain gate. Your master is such a bad chess player. I accepted him as my closed disciple..."

Sarang couldn't help but smile when he heard this, but the smile disappeared quickly. He lowered his head, not daring to let the master see the sadness in his eyes, even though he had never met the master.

"Someone came over in a hurry and told us the news, saying that something happened to your uncle."

Master Qian took off the pipe from his waist, and Salang snatched it away: "You are still smoking, and you can't stop coughing after two puffs."

Mr. Qian: "I'm over a hundred years old, do you still care about me?"

Another handful was snatched back.

He lit his pipe and puffed away the smoke.

"Later, who would have thought that Tuoba Lie would come to visit in person."

Mr. Qian said: "I was not at the door that day, but your master was. He chatted with Tuoba Lie for an hour, then left me a letter and followed Tuoba Lie."

He sighed: "I never expected that your master would make such a big move."

He looked at Salang: "To this day, when I ask you to mention him to others, you only say that he is your junior uncle, not your master, just because this is his choice."

"He left a letter telling me that from that day on he left the school and was no longer my disciple. He said he wanted to make a career and become a big shot. Only big shots can do whatever they want."

"How can you be considered his disciple?"

Mr. Qian said this as if he was talking to himself.

Salang said: "Forget it, I enlightened by reading the books left by the master, and practiced by reading the exercises left by the master. Of course it counts."

Master Qian raised his hand and patted Salang on the shoulder. Salang smiled, turned his head sideways, and rubbed his head against Master Qian's palm.

"Actually, when I gave you those things, I wanted you to take revenge."

He said: "So, I also arranged for you to go to Wuwei County."

Salang smiled: "I know."

He snatched Master Qian's pipe again and knocked the pipe on the steps next to him.

Salang said: "My mother-in-law chose Xiao Zizi. This matter must be done by Xiao Zizi."

Mr. Qian sighed: "Actually, it was your master and your uncle who hid the truth from me at first. They hid it very deeply."

Salang asked: "Master, were you so stubborn at that time?"

Mr. Qian: "Of course, to inherit the position of the sect leader and practice all the skills in the sect, one needs to be a boy. About your uncle Liu Jigong's marriage, only he and your master know about it. Neither of them told me.

Until your uncle has a child."

Salang smiled: "If I were my uncle or my master, I would do the same thing."

Master Qian hit Salang on the head again.

Sarang laughed enough and let out a long breath.

He said: "Master, is my master's real name?"

Mr. Qian nodded: "Yes, that's his real name."

Salang looked up at the sky.

"Yan Beisheng."
Chapter completed!