Chapter 120： A group of old foxes

Zhou Hao started to perform, just like the one at Laoyang Bridge today.

As a result, there was really no support on the court. Except for Liang Sihe and A Qing's applause from time to time to ease the embarrassment, the others were busy with their own things, and their minds and vision were not on the stage at all.

City Lord Roadhog was talking with the distinguished guests of the two City Lord's Mansion.

In front of the two men, he appeared more cautious, as if he was losing his worth.

Zhou Hao had excellent hearing, and he was listening to their conversation while performing.

The older man only heard Luba say: "I heard that the fire that City Lord Lu put out last night?"

Roadhog hesitated, and said with a little embarrassment: "It's strange to say, it doesn't rain, but the fire is gone..."

The two men chuckled and said, "There were many strange things in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Forest, and a small fire accidentally went out. This is not a strange thing, and City Lord Lu needn't take it to heart."

Roadhog nodded uncomfortably, with a trace of disdain and irritation in his eyes.

Zhou Hao finally felt relieved when they said that the fire in the Ten Thousand Beast Forest had been extinguished.

A huge mountain fire was put out in one day, and it seemed that the strength of the unity of the mortal beasts was still very impressive.

Roadhog did not want to struggle with this embarrassing matter for him, so he asked the two men: "Two disciples of the sect were killed in the mountains, and I feel really sad; I intend to compile a list of the victims in the mountains. For comfort."

"At this moment, it coincides with the two elders coming to look for the victims, but I don't know the names of the two high disciples?" He looked at each other with a strange light in his eyes.

Among the two, the older one paused and said, "The kid is called... Yang Yan."

He answered with a pause, as if he was not familiar with the name.

Roadhog nodded, but he hesitantly asked: "Elder Han, didn't you say that three disciples were killed in the mountains?"

The elder Han was stunned and screamed: "Uh... yes, there are two other boys, one is...Qin Feng, the other is...Li Yang..."

His reply seemed very hesitant and tangled, as if those names were made up temporarily by him.

Roadhog nodded as if knowingly, then looked at the other person.

The young man said hurriedly: "Yes, Elder Han is right, it was these three disciples who died!"

His tone was like a guilty conscience, eager to explain, making people very suspicious.

The elder Han saw that Luba was suspicious, he quickly changed his mind, and suddenly clapped his hands at Zhou Hao who was performing on the stage and shouted, "Good skill!"

However, Zhou Hao did not perform to the fullest at this time.

His performance can be said to be quite clear.

Roadhog smiled weirdly, and brought in a person who took notes and said to Elder Han, "Elder Han, can you tell me the name you just mentioned?"

"This..." Elder Han whistled, and said in a deep voice, "One is Yang...Yan, and...this..."

His tone was stagnant and weird, and he couldn't even say the name of his disciple.

But the road tyrant looked at him steadily, waiting for him to say the rest of his name.

Elder Han seemed to be unable to think of the names he had just said, so he suddenly showed a sad look and cried out heartily: "I have pity on my three beloved disciples. Being a master has not been able to save you. Too incompetent as a teacher!"

With his appearance, he seemed to be extremely sad for the death of his disciple.