CH 58

Master Mao sighed deeply. It had never occurred to him that even a person like Lou Ming would fall in love. Love between men and women was truly the most complicated thing of all time. Fortunately I became a monk early.

After dinner, Chen Yu, who was studying in the library, finally received a reply from the old man.

I am Big Account: You met the Ghost King?  How did you get so lucky that you ran into the Ghost King from the underworld when he came out for a stroll?

I want to Fix the Road: It’s not from the underworld, but a Ghost King refined by a Celestial Master. It’s estimated that it had devoured a lot of souls.

I am Big Account: Refined Ghost King? Is it a Celestial Master from the White Mountain Sect?

I want to Fix the Road: I don’t know. I only know that he is called Qi Changming. He also used a spell to threaten me.

I am Big Account: He also used a spell to threaten you???

I want to Fix the Road: Yeah, but he didn’t succeed, and instead suffered from my violent beating.  Also, because of this, he actually sent the Ghost King to kill me afterwards. If not for Third Brother’s help, I would have died.

I am Big Account: Who asked you not to study well? Look now, a man-made Ghost King reduced you into this.

Chen Yu rolled her eyes. However, recalling how she refused to learn the variety of arts the old man did try to teach her, she could only type:Then teach me again. I will definitely learn this time.

I am Big Account: I’ll send a copy of the manual on how to summon the real Ghost King to your mailbox. It can fend off ten of these impostors without any problems.

Chen Yu was delighted. She wanted to ask some more questions, but the old man’s avatar immediately turned gray again.

“You went offline again. Do you have any love for your grandchild, huh? I almost died, but you don’t know how to comfort me,” Chen Yu tossed her phone on the table.

Meanwhile, in a certain city in a certain Internet cafe, an old man emerged from a private compartment.

“Yo, old man, want to order takeout again?” The cyber cafe manager saw the old man and asked solicitously.

“No, help me to book a plane ticket for me to Qiyang,” the old man replied.

“Old man, are you leaving?  The national battle is in two days. Are you not going to play?” The manager asked.

“I will. I’ll be back in two days,” Two day were enough for a trip to Qiyang and demolishing the White Mountain Sect.

They dare to bully my granddaughter. It seems that I have been away from the Jianghu for too long!!!

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The author has something to say:

Qi Changming: A man must bear the consequences of his actions.

Grandpa Wu: Nice try!

Qiyang Airport.

An old man dressed in a gray sweater and dark blue jeans, black sneakers, fashionable sunglasses, sporting a black backpack on his back, and a pair of tawdry red headphones on his ears walked out of the airport with a flourish.

His fashionable regalia spoke volumes that he was a master with money, ah. The touts drivers waiting for customers at the front entrance were ready to pull customers in, and eventually. A middle-aged man who was closest to the exit took the lead.

“Old Sir, where are you going? Do you want a ride?” The middle-aged driver asked solicitously.