Chapter 501

When Chen Hao woke up, it was more than six o'clock in the morning. He suddenly remembered what happened to him yesterday morning. He lifted the quilt of conditional launch. The quilt was very clean and there were no other traces, which made him feel relieved.

Chen Hao went to play Wuqinxi again. When he got back to his room, his nanny sister had already brought him breakfast.

Although Xia Jing left, before she left, she had already told her nanny to take care of Chen Hao's food and daily life. She was quite competent as a logistics manager.

"Boss, have a drink of eight treasures porridge. This is what Xia Jing specially ordered us to do to warm up." Said the nurse.

"Yes, thank you."

Chen Hao politely thanks, and then has a taste. Although it's not Xia Jing's taste, it's still delicious. He quickly finishes the breakfast on the table.

Chen Hao changed his clothes and was ready to go out to Ouye town. It took him more than an hour to drive there.

However, when he went out and passed by the door, he found a car parked at the door and two middle-aged men standing upright.

"Boss, they said they wanted to see you." Security report.

"Oh?"

Chen Hao looked at the two men, wearing a bit archaic clothes, Temple High bulge, is very introverted feeling, calm appearance, seems to hide explosive power.

"These two are masters!" Chen Hao came to the conclusion in his heart.

"What can I do for you?" Chen Hao asked.

"Are you Mr. Chen Hao?"

One of the middle-aged men asked politely.

"It's me." Chen Hao replied.

"Well, I'm a disciple of Zhujian villa. I'm here to apologize to you. Yesterday, my younger martial brother came to send an invitation to challenge you, and he distorted the invitation to war. I'm very sorry."

With that, the companion behind the middle-aged man took a 40 centimeter long exquisite wooden box from the car, held it in both hands, and came to Chen Hao.

"This is a little bit of my heart. I hope Mr. Chen can take it and forget yesterday's unhappiness." Said the middle-aged man.

Chen Hao feels very strange. The other party sent someone to challenge him yesterday and send a post. Today, he came to apologize and send a gift. This makes him feel that there is something fishy in it.

"What on earth did you come to me for?" Chen Hao asked.

Middle aged humanitarian: "it's my master who wants to see you. It's said that you've won the battle against Lin Dayou. There's a master in Baihe city. As the president of the Hebei Provincial Wushu Association, my master certainly needs to know him."

"The Chinese people's armed forces association?"

Chen Hao feels that this word is very strange.

"Yes, it's short for Wushu Association." The middle-aged man replied, "there is no other meaning. If you are worried about personal safety, you can take some entourage with you."

This middle-aged man speaks sincerely. Chen Hao doesn't feel like he is deliberately setting traps to deceive himself in the past, which is essentially different from the young man who sent the post before.

Chen Hao wanted to see what medicine they were selling in the gourd, so he opened the wooden box, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Inside was a very exquisite dagger with sheath, and the sheath was inlaid with an emerald, which was similar to some exquisite Mongolian knives.

The shape of the dagger is simple and exquisite. Chen Hao pulls out the dagger and spreads it in cold light. The dagger is a good weapon with a cold feeling. It's worth a lot of money.

Chen Hao is not very knowledgeable, but he feels that if such a dagger is sold on the market, it will be at least thousands, or even tens of thousands, which is a valuable gift.

"Yesterday you sent someone to make a rude invitation to the war, and today you come to the door to make amends. It's a bit inconsistent." Chen Hao put the dagger back into the wooden box and let the security guard around him take it for the time being.

"You have misunderstood that what my master gave me was not a battle card, but an invitation card. It was a disciple of yesterday who advocated without authorization and distorted the facts if he wanted to be in the limelight. Our patriarch has already punished him for a month's imprisonment. This time I came here to send the invitation card again."

After that, the middle-aged man took out a big red invitation and presented it with both hands.

This time, Chen Hao was more polite, so he took the invitation and looked at it.

The content is to invite Chen Hao to cast sword villa as a guest to discuss martial arts friends. The signature is long Xiaoyan, President of Henan Martial Arts Association.

Chen Hao moved in his heart and asked, "do you still make weapons in sword casting villa?"

"Yes, our villa has been handed down for more than 800 years, and has been committed to building high-quality weapons, but it has not been sold to the outside world, only to the members of the Wushu Association." Said the middle-aged man.

Chen Hao was very excited this time. He was going to Ouye town to look for the person who made the kitchen knife with the ancient method. Unexpectedly, he was sent to the door by the other party. Moreover, this time, he had enough courtesy. Chen Hao was willing to go to the sword casting villa to have a look.

"Yes, I'll be right there." Chen Hao nodded.

"Well, would you like to take our car or drive by yourself?"

"I'll drive myself. You can lead the way." Chen Hao said.

Middle aged people don't talk nonsense. They drive their SUV and lead the way.

This martial arts practitioner has some financial resources. He's generous. He's good at driving. He's brand-name, so he should do well.

Chen Hao drove his favorite military Hummer and followed him.

The car drove all the way out of the city and along the road. Nearly an hour later, the horse herder drove to a fork in the road, but Chen Hao's navigation didn't show the place name.

However, the road here is not bad. The road is clean and tidy, with green pines on both sides and a touch of green in winter.

After driving a few more miles, I found a group of buildings in front of him, similar to his Chinese garden. The front door is also an antique building.

It seems that the buildings here are many years old. It is estimated that they have been built for decades. They are still properly protected, adding a sense of historical massiness.

The herdsman stopped in the parking space in front of him, and Chen Hao also stopped beside them. After getting off, the middle-aged man said "please" and led the way.

"Third Elder martial brother!"

"Hello, Third Elder martial brother!"

In Zhujian villa, passers-by are saying hello to the leading middle-aged man. Chen Hao knows that this middle-aged man has a good position in the villa.

"Mr. Chen, please come here!"

The Third Elder martial brother took Chen Hao to a main building and made a gesture of please.

Chen Hao entered with him.

"Go and tell master that I've invited Mr. Chen." The Third Elder martial brother said to the people inside.

Some people went to report it, while the Third Elder martial brother invited Chen Hao to take a seat in the living room. The desks and chairs around him were all made of ancient mahogany, and there were many ancient celebrities' calligraphy and paintings. The decoration here was good, which was similar to the style of Chen Hao's villa.

It's just that Xia Jing bought the calligraphy, paintings and cultural relics in Chen Hao's villa from an online shop, which is very cheap. Many of the objects here have the glory of history. Chen Hao believes that at least most of them are genuine. From this point of view, this sword casting villa is very rich.

It's not unreasonable to be poor, literate and military.