Douluo: Tang Hao kills me, the son pays for the father's debt

Chapter 122: Matthews, the Savior

Mo Bai still remembers the scene when he came here as a child. He often heard people shouting before they even entered the door, and several times he scared the elderly people who were basking in the sun in the yard.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Mo Bai's lips. He is eighteen years old now and has become an adult. He can't be as reckless as he was when he was a child.

Mo Bai walked up the steps, put his hand on the pull ring, and knocked on the door politely. Perhaps because he was worried about Matthews' age, his voice was a little loud.

"Who is this? You are so unruly and your voice is so loud. It's so noisy. Don't you know where this is?"

A burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and soon the door was opened. A little old man with gray hair poked his head out and looked at Mo Bai in confusion.

"Who are you looking for, young man?"

Mo Bai's eyes widened, because this was not Matthews. He suspected that Matthews had moved away, so he asked tentatively:

"Old man, does Bishop Matthews still live here?"

Beiyuan City has a special geographical location. In the entire Far North, there is only one bishop, Matthews, in the Spirit Hall. His status is equal to that of the Platinum Bishop Salas in the Tiandou Imperial Capital, and his power in this area is boundless.

There are quite a few people who come to Matthews to ask for help, and the old man immediately became alert.

Because Matthews had given instructions before that no one who wanted to use the back door would be seen. The old man was very responsible and planned to ask Mo Bai's purpose first.

The old man looked stern and asked, "What do you want from me, Master?"

Matthews is of noble status and usually has a serious face, but that is only towards outsiders. He has always been kind and friendly to Mo Baike.

Mo Bai currently doesn’t understand what Matthews is up to, but now is obviously not the time to ask these questions. He has to meet Matthews first.

Mo Bai politely bowed to the old man and said with a smile: "Old man, please let me know that Xiao Bai is here to visit."

The old man had seen some of the world. Before Mo Bai could finish speaking, he already knew what Mo Bai was here for and interrupted what he was about to say.

"Wait."

"bang"

The old man slammed the door shut and walked into the yard, muttering,

"Another person who comes to make connections. He looks like a decent person, but he doesn't even bring a gift. Ugh."

Mo Bai's mental strength is very strong now, so the old man's whispers naturally cannot be hidden from his perception. He was suddenly speechless.

However, Mo Bai soon became shy again. Although his words were harsh, they were not without reason. Besides, he had ruined many of Matthews' good things when he was a child. It was indeed a bit impolite to come to him empty-handed.

In the yard, a middle-aged man was lying comfortably in a rocking chair, reading a book while basking in the sun. Occasionally, he would take a sip of tea from an exquisite little teapot, looking very leisurely.

This person was none other than Matthews, whose martial soul was the Frost Wolf. He was also a Soul Sage with a soul power level of seventy-four. It was he who brought Mo Bai's second soul ring when he went hunting.

The old man quickly walked to Matthews' side, saluted him, and said respectfully: "Master, someone is looking for me. He said his name is Xiaobai."

Matthews had just put the teapot to his lips. He stood up excitedly after hearing this, and didn't care that the tea spilled on his clothes.

"Old Zhang, tell me again, who is coming?"

Old Zhang was a little confused. What happened to the bishop who usually paid attention to rules and etiquette today? But he still repeated it.

“He calls himself Xiaobai”

Without waiting for him to finish, Matthews threw the teapot on the table and ran hurriedly towards the door. His body was very agile and he didn't look old at all.

At this time, Mo Bai was looking through his space ring, but unfortunately, apart from food and water, he could not find anything that could be used as a gift. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from inside the door. Mo Bai knew that Matthews had come, so he quickly put away his little movements, put on a smile and waited.

"Kang Dang"

The door was opened, and Matthews appeared in front of Mo Bai. After not seeing him for several years, he was still the same.
He is nearly seventy years old, but looks to be in his forties. He wears a loose white gown and his short gray hair is combed meticulously, giving people a serious feeling.

"Xiao Bai, it really is you. I thought Old Zhang was lying to me."

Although they had not seen each other for many years, Matthews recognized Mo Bai at a glance. Without waiting for Mo Bai to salute, Matthews quickly stepped forward to stop him, held Mo Bai's arm, and showed a kind look.

"Good boy, it's good to be back. I haven't seen you for a few years. You are taller than Grandpa Matthews. Good, good, hehe."

Mo Bai was also very excited, but he had to perform this ceremony because it represented a lot of things.

“Mo Bai thanks Grandpa Matthews for taking care of him over the years.”

Matthews' eyes were filled with satisfaction at Mo Bai's understanding, and he stopped trying to stop him. He could bear Mo Bai's bow.

"Okay, okay, let's go in and talk."

Matthews helped Mo Bai up and pulled him into the yard, which shocked Old Zhang at the door. He had been here for two years, and this was the first time he saw the bishop being so kind to others.

The layout of the yard was exactly the same as it was five years ago. The tea set on the table was the one that Mo Bai gave to Matthews. Mo Bai was not shy and walked up to clean it up.

He has been with Qian Renxue for quite some time. Although her tea-making skills are not very good, her skillful operation still makes Old Zhang a little helpless, because these were basically his jobs, and now they have been snatched away by Mo Bai.

Matthews noticed that Old Zhang was acting strangely. How could he, an old and experienced man, not know what Old Zhang was thinking? He shook his head helplessly.
Said: "Old Zhang, you go and have a rest first. I will talk to Xiao Bai."

Old Zhang was as if he had been pardoned. He saluted to Matthews and then immediately retreated. Without outsiders present, the atmosphere became less restrained and the grandfather and grandson started joking around.

Matthews pointedly said, "Smelly boy, isn't the world outside exciting? It's rare that you still remember that you have a home in Beiyuan City. It's been so many years before you finally came back to take a look."

Mo Bai heard the sourness in his words and said with a smile: "Grandpa Matthews, I came to see you without even going home. See how filial I am."

Matthews smiled and said, "You can't go back, right?"

Mo Bai poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Matthews, nodded, and said, "Well, my parents are not at home, the door is locked, and there are a few matchmakers squatting at the door. I don't know what happened?"

Matthews picked up the tea, took a sip, and said in a mysterious way, "What is it? Of course it's a good thing."

Mo Bai looked puzzled and asked, "What good news?"

"Your parents have already moved. You can go and ask them yourself when the time comes."

Matthews smiled, but did not tell Mo Bai the answer. Instead, he gave an address.

Not getting an answer, Mo Bai didn't bother about it and changed the subject.

"Grandpa Matthews, if you need someone to take care of you, why don't you find a woman who is good at massaging your shoulders and talking to you occasionally?"

Matthews patted Mo Bai's head lightly and scolded him with a smile: "You little bastard, you are the only one who is nosy. You should pay more attention to yourself."

Afterwards, Matthews told Mo Bai the story of Old Zhang. Two years ago, a large-scale beast tide occurred in the entire Far North.

Old Zhang's family were all ordinary people. They were affected by the beast tide and all the family members were eaten by the soul beasts. Only he barely survived.

Old Zhang was found by Matthews during his patrol. He was lying in the snow, dying. Matthews felt sorry for him, so he brought him back and asked him to help take care of the flowers and plants in the yard, so that he had a place to stay.

(End of this chapter)