People nodded, and Kang Yong felt deeply applauded. It seemed that this kid still knew which is right and wrong. Training was the key to improving the quality of the game, so he gradually dissipated.

Gu Xuesong walked over and held Zhao Sen's hand, "Congratulations."

Zhao Sen smiled and said nothing.

Gu Xuesong leaned closer to Zhao Sen's ear, "Mr. Xia is looking for you, in the flower hall..."

Zhao Sen understood it. It seemed that Gu Xuesong was indeed a rare talent.

So he walked out of the training ground.

Outside the training ground, two men were waiting. When the men saw Zhao Sen coming, they turned around without saying a word and led him towards the flower hall.

I have to say that Mr. Xia really loves flowers. He saw a lot of flowers along the way, including hibiscus flowers, a bunch of red, colorful clovers, ground skin grass, osmanthus, chrysanthemums, cyclamen, tea plum, Christmas flowers, cymbidium, Phalaenopsis, Wenxin orchid, roses... It was dazzling. If it weren't for the signs in front of each flower field, it would be dazzling. Zhao Sen even thought that Mr. Xia was not a soldier in the past, but a flower seller.

Just as he thought of this, the leading man stopped and said politely, "Young Master Zhao, this is the flower hall."

Zhao Sen raised his head, Wow! What a big pavilion, he walked up the steps of the flower hall, turned around, and looked around, there were flowers, bushes, piles, as if he was in a sea of ​​flowers. He understood a little why Mr. Xia planted so many flowers. It turned out that he didn't want people to disturb him, and he really enjoyed life.

"Zhao Sen, come here." Mr. Xia's voice came from the flower hall.

Zhao Sen looked at the flower hall. It was better to say it was a flower hall than a flower hall. The large green pavilion was ventilated on all sides, with lanterns hanging on them. The pavilion was covered with jade tiles. Several tables and chairs seemed to be placed casually, but they highlighted the momentum. The pavilion contained game warehouses and fighting warehouses, as well as various weapons.

Mr. Xia is actually not too old. He sat on a rosewood chair and drank tea, looking very leisurely.

Zhao Sen walked over and looked at Master Xia.

"Zhao Sen, you performed well." Mr. Xia took a sip of tea and smiled.

Zhao Sen did not answer, his face was calm, and he felt that Mr. Xia must have something to look for him.

Mr. Xia's eyes slightly changed, "You must want to know why I, an old soldier, have so much money."

Zhao Sen smiled gently, "Uncle Xia, I know you are a mercenary. Just tell me if you have anything to do."

Mr. Xia put down the teacup, and his eyes shone with a light, "Yes, I am indeed a mercenary, but I did something wrong and ended my employment career."

Zhao Sen didn't say anything, but still looked at Master Xia with a faint smile on his face.

"Do you know what it is?" Mr. Xia stood up, his eyes as if it was a torch.
Chapter completed!