Chapter 403

"Young man, would you like some tea?" the old man stood up and looked at Zhao Yuande.

"Have a drink!" Zhao Yuande found a seat and sat down. He wanted to confirm.

"I'm old and my legs are not sharp!" the old man took a bowl of tea and put it in front of Zhao Yuande. He sighed gently, "drink it! Young man, you're the last business today. Don't pay."

"Thank you, old man!" Zhao Yuande took a sip of tea, slightly bitter with a trace of fragrance.

"Old man, I want to ask you about someone. I don't know if you know..." Zhao Yuande just wanted to say Jiang Chenyu, when suddenly several people came in outside.

"Old man, give us some bowls of tea!" one of the young people had a bad attitude.

"Hurry up, brothers are thirsty!" another young man urged,

"Little brothers, there is no tea today. Why don't you come back tomorrow!" the old man looked at these people with a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"No? Then go and soak it again!" finally, a young man walked in. He looked at the old man coldly and hummed coldly in his nostrils. "Jiang Chenyu, why don't you say no when we come to the store for tea? Don't you welcome us?"

"Brothers, I really don't have tea here. Just now this little brother drank the last bowl." the old man trembled and pointed to Zhao Yuande.

"You're an old man. My grandfather lost the chance to inherit the owner. Now you don't give me a cup of tea. Don't you want to work here again?" finally, the young man suddenly got up and pointed at the old man and drank angrily.

"It's really Jiang Chenyu... It's really my grandfather!" Zhao Yuande looked at the old man with mixed feelings.

"The morning light still hates me, when... Ah!" tears fell in the old man's eyes.

At that time, his brother was in high spirits and wanted to compete for the position of head of the family. Unfortunately, his wife who had just passed the door made them punished by the family. He always felt sorry for his brother, but the other side was like a stranger.

"Old man, you still have the face to mention my grandfather's name. It's all you! If it weren't for you, how could our pulse be weak and marginalized!" the young man was more and more excited, pointed to Jiang Chenyu's nose and shouted coldly, "I really want to kill you... Wash away the shame of our pulse with your blood!"

"What are you doing? It's good for you to insult an old man like this!" Zhao Yuande couldn't see it anymore. His grandfather was scolded by a younger generation, and even his heart was angry. This matter is fundamentally related to the grandfather's facial features. It's all caused by grandma alone. It's really unfair for grandpa to bear all this now.

"Where are you from, kid? Get out of here!" a young man came up and kicked Zhao Yuande, trying to kick him out of the teahouse.

"Die!" Zhao Yuande grabbed the young man's ankle and poured him on the ground!

"Click!" came the sound of broken bones, followed by a shrill howl.

"Bold, who are you? Dare you lay hands on the disciples of the yuan family in our holy city and seek death?" several young people surrounded at the same time, but their cultivation was similar to that of the young people at the beginning, but they just surrounded and didn't dare to do anything at all.

"Brother, please go!" Jiang Chenyu waved to Zhao Yuande anxiously and let him go first.

"Old man, I'll clean you up later!" finally, the young man glanced at Jiang Chenyu coldly, and then walked towards Zhao Yuande.

The atmosphere here quickly welcomed many onlookers. Although this is not the most prosperous street, there are also a lot of people. Many strong people crowded at the door and looked inside.

"These guys are looking for trouble again? What a sin! They can do it for such an old man!" someone seemed to have seen such a scene and couldn't help sighing softly.

"What's going on? Is there anything hidden in it?" others looked at the man one after another.

"You don't know, this old man was also the genius of the main pulse of the yuan family. They fell down three hundred years ago because of an event. His nephews, nephews and grandchildren, and even these nephews and grandchildren came to look for his bad luck!" the man seemed to know Jiang Chenyu very well.

"What! Are these people animals? Even if he is wrong, it has been three hundred years. They can frighten an old man away like this!" some people don't understand why people are so ruthless.

"Hey, hey! They can do it! Do you see the scar on the old man's face?" the man pointed to the ferocious scar on Jiang Chenyu's face. "That's the hand of his nephew!"

"What a beast!" suddenly someone was furious.

"Shh! Keep your voice down. This is the holy city of the yuan family. We can't manage so much!"

"Hey! I hope you can take these animals down..."

"Hope!"

This young man has a heroic appearance and extraordinary temperament. His accomplishments are in the four levels of freedom in the field. His strong breath is revealed, which makes the air around him explode.

This is a genius of the yuan family. He is a bit better than other talents of the yuan family he has met. A disciple of the yuan family who has a declining branch has this kind of cultivation. It seems that there must be great talents in the real main vein of the yuan family. Although these people are not in the eyes of Zhao Yuande, they are great for other forces.

"Who are you in the end? You can defeat my brothers in the integration of yin and Yang. You are certainly not an active nobody. Say your name, or don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" the young man has a strong aura and speaks very self. There is a feeling that Zhao Yuande is already under his control.

"Hum! It's another garbage of the yuan family. Don't you have a decent person in the yuan family?" Zhao Yuande sneered. "Can you only bully an old man?"

"This is our family business of the yuan family. What's your business!" the young man's face is not very good-looking. He is the hope of this branch. He has reached a free environment at the age of 19, which is also an amazing achievement in the main vein of the yuan family. He didn't want to come here, but today he was wronged and ridiculed by the people of the main vein, so he wants to find the bad luck of the culprit of that year.

"When the road is rough, draw a knife to help. Don't you just say that you bully an old man?" Zhao Yuande greeted each other with an expressionless face. Today he wants to let this guy know the end of bullying his grandfather.

"In that case, go to hell!" the young man's big hand explored, and a big hand formed from an invisible field covered the sky and the sun, and went to Zhao Yuande.

"Really looking for death!" Zhao Yuande's backhand raised a golden awn into the sky. Countless golden awns formed a terrible golden giant sword in the sky and directly pierced the young man's big hand.

"Poof!"

The golden sword flickered and pierced the young man's shoulder at the next moment.