Chapter 869： Nosy boy

Chapter 869 The Nosy Boy

Just when the caltrops were about to hit Mr. Jinyi's heart, a tea cup shot out from the window on the second floor facing the street, hitting the caltrops right in the heart.

The teacup was immediately shattered, the force of the caltrops was slightly reduced, and its direction was deflected, hitting the young master in brocade robes on the shoulder.

Mr. Jinpao let out an ouch and threw himself forward to the ground.

Then a person jumped from the second floor.

Gu Fei took a quick look and saw that he was a handsome-looking young man in green clothes.

He raised his hand towards Palace Master Yan who was riding on the horse, "Senior, I can see clearly from below. Although the young master hurt the girl's horse, it was an unintentional mistake. I hope senior will be noble and let him go."

Palace Master Yan had no intention of killing anyone, so he held back his hand just now. Since the man had learned a lesson, he did not intend to pursue him. He snorted and was about to leave with Gu Fei. However, Mr. Pao got up from the ground, turned around, one shoulder slumped, and cursed, "Which little brat is so brave that he dares to plot against your grandfather and me?"

Hearing that his mouth was dirty, Palace Master Yan narrowed her eyes, flicked her fingers, and shot a burst of energy towards Young Master Jinpao's mouth. Young Master Jinpao was still at a loss.

The Young Master in Tsing Yi raised his hand and shook open a folding fan. At this moment, his body moved, and the folding fan in his hand met the strong energy. Hearing a popping sound on the fan, a hole the size of a mung bean appeared.

Palace Master Yan sneered, "You meddling boy."

Gu Fei stood aside, comforting the injured horse that had just gotten up, while squinting at the young master in green.

The young man in green stared at his fan, dumbfounded.

The fan in his hand is no ordinary fan. The fan bones are made of thousands of years of cold iron and the fan surface is woven from silk spun by an extremely rare spider.

This kind of spider silk is extremely tough and harder than steel wire. After being densely woven into cloth, even magic weapons cannot pierce it.

Unexpectedly, this man shot through the fan with a burst of energy, which shows the depth of his inner strength.

Young Master Yan put away his fan and looked at Palace Master Yan carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he thought he had seen it somewhere before. He felt moved in his heart and raised his hand to Palace Master Yan, "I have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. Your Excellency is the Seven Killer of Gong Yan." Palace Master?"

The young man in green didn't speak loudly but not too softly. Many people within a few meters heard him and looked at Palace Master Yan on the horse in surprise.

At this moment, the second elder of the Seven Kills Palace arrived with several of his men and a dozen maids. They all knelt down and said, "Greetings to the Palace Master."

At this time, neither the young man in green nor the crowd of spectators have any doubts.

Everyone around them looked enthusiastic, "Palace Master Yan! Palace Master Yan!"

“I finally met Palace Master Yan!”

Someone pushed forward and said, "Palace Master Yan, do you want to accept a disciple? You are a young man with extraordinary bones and extraordinary qualifications."

The young master in Qingyi took a step forward with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "My grandfather ordered me to welcome the Palace Master here. The Qingcheng Sect has prepared an exquisite guest house and is waiting for the arrival of Palace Master Yan."

Palace Master Yan looked him up and down, "Are you Bailigui's grandson?"

The young master in Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "I'm a hundred miles away from Qingyun. I didn't know it was you, the old man, who arrived just now. I've offended you a lot. Please ask Haihan, the master of Yan Palace."

Palace Master Yan snorted and got off the horse, "You are just as nosy as your grandfather."

"I'm too lazy to go to your Qingcheng sect. I have my own place to live. Go back and tell Bailigui that I will go find him myself after the conference of Lao Shizi is over."

(End of this chapter)