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Following old man Zhao's angry roar, the previously noisy banquet hall fell into a deathly silence.

Even Pao Songlin and Qian Jianjun were here, where would he find the time to show his face?

As for those who had just walked out of the small hall, they were all staring at Old Man Zhao with their mouths agape and at Qin Hai behind Old Man Zhao.

These people looked at each other in dismay. After recovering from their shock, they immediately used their eyes to communicate with the people around them, confirming if they had misheard.

Old Man Zhao had just said that the young man was his martial arts elder and his martial uncle. This was too unbelievable.

However, everyone's eyes were filled with shock. They only looked at each other and were sure that they weren't the only ones who heard Old Man Zhao's shout.

Han Jinsong was even more stunned. He was so close that he not only saw Old Man Zhao's furious expression, but also heard the conversation between Old Man Zhao and Qin Hai.

However, his mind was now blank, and he could hear buzzing sounds in his head. It was as if a large brass bell had slammed into his head, causing him to be completely stupefied.

As for Aunt Zhen, who was next to Han Jinsong, she had subconsciously stood up just now. However, after hearing old man Zhao's angry roar, her originally ashen face suddenly turned deathly pale. Then, she slowly sat back down on her chair and stared blankly at Qin Hai, her eyes wide and filled with shock.

This time, Bao Songlin was the first to recover from his shock. He had never seen Qin Hai and didn't know that they all knew each other, so after hearing Old Man Zhao's angry roar, he quickly walked over after a brief moment of surprise and asked, "Master Zhao, this is —"

Old man Zhao was furious and said coldly, "This is the senior I told you about earlier. He is also my martial uncle."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" When Bao Songlin heard that Qin Hai was the master concerned with whether he could live a few more years, he no longer cared about Qin Hai's age. He respectfully bowed to Qin Hai and said, "So it's the master who has come.

Qin Hai smiled faintly, "There's no need to be so polite, Elder Bao. I've come uninvited, sorry to trouble you."

Bao Songlin blushed with shame and hurried to say, "Master is too polite, even I can't invite such an esteemed guest like you." With that, he looked at the security guards around him and asked, "Master, what is going on?"

"It's just a small misunderstanding." Qin Hai said casually.

Bao Songlin secretly let out a sigh of relief. Since it was a little misunderstanding, then there shouldn't be too much of a problem. Plus, from Qin Hai's expression, this elder didn't seem to be really angry.

When he saw that Qin Hai was only in his early twenties, he was secretly surprised. He thought to himself, "This Martial Uncle Zhao really does have a profound cultivation skill, to actually be able to maintain his health at such a young age. It seems that he really does have the ability." If he could get Qin Hai to help, then he might really be able to live for a few more years.

When he thought of this, his heart burned even more fervently. At the same time, his attitude toward Qin Hai became even more respectful.

At this moment, Qian Jianjun woke up from his shock. He walked with astonishment and looked at Qin Hai carefully. He then looked at Zeng Rou who was being protected by Qin Hai and quickly confirmed that Qin Hai was the young man he had met two days ago.

"You are Qin... Master! " Qian Jianjun almost called out Qin Hai's name. However, the moment he said it, he felt that something wasn't right and immediately changed his mind.

If at this time Qin Hai still didn't know why Zeng Rou purposely let him stay, he would really be an idiot.

He didn't know whether to laugh or to cry, so he put on an attitude and said, "Uncle Qian, you don't have to be so polite. I'm Rou Rou's friend, you can call me Little Qin."

Qian Jianjun heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Old Man Zhao glaring coldly at him. His heart trembled and he immediately laughed bitterly, "I think it's better if I called you Master Qin …" I can't believe you are a master of the Mao Mountain Sect. "

After pausing, he looked at the security guards and asked, "Master Qin, what happened just now? Did these security guards offend you? "

Qin Hai looked around and said lightly, "Let's talk about it somewhere else."

Qian Jianjun was momentarily stunned. He immediately understood what Qin Hai meant and quickly moved to the side. With a smile, he said, "Yes, yes, yes. Master Qin. Master Zhao. Let's go to the small hall first."

Qin Hai did not bother with pleasantries and turned around to wave at Zeng Rou. Zeng Rou immediately came to Qin Hai's side with a joyful expression and took his arm. She then swaggered into the small hall with Qin Hai under the stunned gaze of Liu Yan and the others.

Qian Jianjun, Bao Songlin and the others hurriedly followed. Aunt Zhen hesitated for a moment before following them into the small hall. After a moment of hesitation, Han Jinsong suddenly turned around and left the banquet hall.

As he sped along, he bumped into many people, causing waves of curses, but Han Jinsong didn't respond. He ran out of the restaurant in a flurry, got into the car parked in front of the door, and immediately took out his keys to start the ignition.

His hands were still shaking as he lit the ignition. It took him several tries to get the car to start successfully, then he slammed on the gas pedal and, with a loud bang, the car shot out of the parking lot and lurched out onto the road.

Along the way, he drove very fast. His face was deathly pale, with a hint of savageness and a hint of fear.

"That bastard is actually the martial uncle of the old man surnamed Zhao, how is this possible …" But if it's true, what am I to do? "

… ….

In the small hall, at the insistence of Bao Songlin, Qin Hai sat at the head of the main table with Zeng Rou beside him.

However, Old Man Zhao refused to be seated. He stubbornly wanted to stand behind Qin Hai. Moreover, he had made it clear that Qin Hai was his teacher and elder. As a junior, how could he be on equal footing with his elders?

Old Man Zhao didn't want to do it. Both Bao Songlin and Qian Jianjun were troubled. In the end, only Qin Hai and Zeng Rou were left sitting. Everyone else could only stand.

Qin Hai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said to Old Man Zhao, "Sit down. This is Old Man Bao's birthday banquet. Don't make things difficult for the master."

"Yes sir!" Elder Zhao replied respectfully before sitting down on the other side of Qin Hai.

Bao Songlin and Qian Jianjun looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief. Only then did they greet everyone else.

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