Cosmic Demon

Chapter 134: The First Whetstone, Can It Kill Them? (7K)

It turns out that the master wanted to go fishing.

Yu Weiwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had just returned from Haizhou and was in a hurry to rush from the central city to the Tai'an metropolitan area.

It was because of Xiao Ren that he learned that his master had moved the dojo and accepted a closed disciple.

Worried that the tragedy of my second senior brother Shen Changyuan would happen again!
"Master, you must take care of yourself."

Yu Weiwei said softly.

The greatest deterrent a gym leader has to the government or other forces is carrying weapons and wearing armor!

The only thing that has been completely preserved from the old era to the new era is the martial arts path.

It is this kind of violence that can overturn the table anytime and anywhere!
Even a powerful planetary governor would not have much way to stop a master-level figure who was driving a magical machine and wielding a magical weapon.

In the ancient times of the imperial period, there were even records of the most top-notch grandmasters single-handedly killing their way through the imperial guards and taking off the emperor's head.

Before the establishment of the Republic of China, the last emperor who held the power to conclude treaties died on his way to an imperial expedition. He was assassinated in front of millions of people, and his blood was shed on the ancient planet Mars.

This is also the real reason why the license to carry weapons and armor is feared.

Everyone who possesses it may become the most unstable factor of unrest and the most feared "invincible person".

"I still have several years to live. At least I can live until that kid steps into the Stars Cup and witness him defeat all opponents in the junior category."

The white-haired old man said this with a smile, but his increasingly shriveled body showed that this master, who was of the same generation as the first generation of ten heroes, did not have much time.

"Master, the highest research institute in the Imperial Capital has been promoting the 'Eternal Life Project' for a whole thousand years. If we wait a little longer, maybe they can find it..."

Yu Weiwei felt sad. She hoped that her master would have no regrets and face the end of his life, rather than suffer with resentment.

"The Supreme Research Institute is no different from the Wushu Association and the Education Department. It is not a pure land. It is also inevitable to have factions and fights. Who is Jiang Qianliu? A member of the academic department, an honorary academician! He is still being oppressed.

The immortality project is a big pit. Before Yan Tongxuan passed away, he specifically warned people not to develop the netherworld too deeply. Humans have paid a heavy price for their curiosity, ignorance and arrogance. "

The white-haired old man sneered:
"But those scholars, and those higher up, never believed it. Before He Lan passed away, he said, 'I have crossed the sea of ​​suffering, and lifelessness is better than life.' I was completely convinced.

For warriors like me, who cannot see through life and death, this life is a waste of training. What if I die on this road? What if I can’t get through it? If I were obsessed with the longevity of a stubborn stone and rotten wood, Yan Haishan and Ning Yuanhai would not refuse the generous price offered by the four pillars. "

Yu sighed softly. His master's stubbornness could be said to be the pride and persistence of the first generation of the Ten Greatest Talents.

Since its establishment, the Dongxia Republic has continued to conduct technical decryption and historical excavation of the "ancestors" of the imperial period.

Although immortality is a beautiful fantasy, it is not difficult to extend the life of one person.

You know, many of the nine marshals are still alive.

It is said that his true body is sealed in a celestial crystal coffin made by the divine source, and he can wake up at any time and overlook Dongxia again.

"How does the master plan to use the little junior brother to catch the big fish?"

Yu Weiwei changed the subject. The master had experienced a lot in the world and had a strong character. No one could dissuade him from his decision.

"Just wait for them to come. He Lanchan's Martial God inheritance, the favor of the four pillars, the need to strive for the professional level before turning 18, and the preparation for the Star Cup... Any one of these four items might not alarm the Education Department, but if they are put together, they will be restless."

The white-haired old man chuckled, his eyes filled with anticipation.

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In the quietest area of ​​JB District in the central city, there is a small four-story red building.

It is common to see various official cars or luxury cars parking in and out, which is quite eye-catching.

Over time, it has led to all kinds of speculation.

Some say it is a private club of high standards used for meetings between big bosses;

Some say it is a salon place for entertaining distinguished guests and serving the upper class;

Some even said it was the vacation property of a retired senior cadre from Dijing or Haizhou.

There are so many different things.

In the afternoon, 5:07.

The official car with the Education Department license plate drove into the small red building in a dignified manner.

Cui Zhi, carrying a briefcase, slowly got out of the car. Ten minutes later, he appeared in the reception room on the third floor.

He closed the terminal branded with the emblem of the divine machine, placed it on the table, and waited quietly for the owner of this place to meet him.

After about three to five minutes, the sound of footsteps could be heard, which was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor.

The thick door was pushed open, and a young man wearing glasses and dressed neatly appeared.

"Secretary Cui, sorry to have kept you waiting. I just received a call from Imperial Capital and forgot the time while talking. Sorry."

The young man was polite and smiled gently. He extended his hand to signal Cui Zhi, who stood up, to sit down.

The latter looked very nervous. Logically, since he was riding in the official car of the Education Department and was called a secretary, his rank should not be too low. However, when facing a young man in his early twenties, he was actually quite cautious.

"Should be less."

Cui Zhi lowered his eyebrows and considered his words carefully:

"The Education Department has just received a piece of news. The SSS textbook that was lost more than ten years ago has now been found."

The young man asked in surprise:

"He Lanchan's 'Void Meditation Method'? Did the Inspection Department find it?"

Cui Zhi nodded. The young man realized something from his hesitant attitude and asked again:
"According to the procedure, this is the teaching material that He Lanchan provided to support the Hengzhou Martial Arts Association. It is taken back by your Education Department, and no one can find fault with it. Are you in trouble?"

Cui Zhi was embarrassed and told the truth:

"According to Tai'an, He Lanchan's 'Void Meditation Method' has chosen a master. This inheritance has already been passed down. Therefore, the Education Department cannot take it back."

The young man's lazy look suddenly changed. He sat up straight with sharp eyes:
"What did you say?"

Cui Zhitang is the second-in-command of the Education Department, and the young man is terrified.

What he feared was not the person, but the mountain behind him.

"Young Master Ying, the Education Department has clear regulations. All textbooks in Dongxia are selected. If there are students who are 'approved' by the textbooks themselves, they can directly obtain the inheritance."

The young man tapped the table with his fingers, his displeasure obvious on his face:
"What kind of person is that? Can he bear the legacy of He Lanchan? When He passed away in public, his soul returned to the sea of ​​stars. His dojo was stripped of its signboard, and his followers scattered like monkeys when the tree fell. It's not like his "Void Meditation Method" was not sent to the four major countries, but no one took it."

You ask me, who the hell should I ask?
Cui Zhi secretly groaned in his heart, but had to answer. This young man with a gentlemanly demeanor had a noble background, and the Governor of Hengzhou had to be courteous when he heard the surname above his head.

"This news came suddenly. It has been a while since He Lanchan's inheritance appeared in the world, but it was suppressed by the Tai'an Inspection Department and was not uploaded. The Martial Arts Association knew about it in advance and asked the person from Nanhuang Dojo to verify it. The Education Department lagged behind, and Xu Bichang, who was sent there, was hit by an excavator and sent to the hospital for no reason, so the situation is even more unclear..."

The young man was very impatient and interrupted:

"Secretary Cui!"

Cui Zhi seemed to be startled. He shrunk his neck and looked at the young man, looking at a loss.

"What's wrong, Young Master Ying?"

The young man was also cursing in his heart, is this the character of the Chief Secretary of the Central City Education Department?
He was so angry that he wanted to throw something, but he forced himself to hold back:

"Speak. More. Seriously!"

Cui Zhi said "oh" and continued in a daze:
"Anyway, once Director Mo knew about this and had gotten to know the man, the Void Meditation Method took root in Tai'an. Due to the rules, the Education Department couldn't take it back by force. And, it seems that the man even entered the Nanhuang Dao Pavilion."

The young man was startled:
"The old man at Nanhuang Dojo accepted him as his last disciple?"

Cui Zhi shook his head:

"I don't know about it at the moment. But the Nanhuang Daoguan's move to Tai'an may be related to this matter. In addition, the Netherworld Research Institute has also received relevant news that a high-intensity fluctuation of the four pillars is suspected to have occurred in Dangyang, Tai'an. If these things are put together.

The lucky person who inherits He Lanchan's legacy might be a natural genius who has achieved unity of body and soul!"

After that, he took out a stack of paper files from his briefcase and pushed them to the middle of the long table.

The young man seemed to be thinking of the past, and his pretentious elegance could no longer be maintained. He slammed the table and said:

"Does your Hengzhou produce many martial artists who have achieved unity of body and soul? One dies, and another comes? There's no end to the death!"

Cui Zhi lowered his head and remained silent.

"Secretary Cui, can you ask Director Mo to think of a solution?"

The young man stood up and paced back and forth. He had no talent for cultivating his energy, and having spent years in a dilapidated place like Hengzhou, he missed the prosperity of Haizhou all day long.

"Director Mo's point is that it's been so long, why don't we just... forget it and let it go peacefully."

Cui Zhi finally got to the point.

"Forget it? Shen Changyuan lost his life, but did no one in my Ying family die? He is blind and insists on going down that path. Why not learn from anyone else like He Lanchan?
How many of the Ying family members did the old man from Nanhuang Daoguan kill that day? Secretary Cui, is it that Director Mo is about to retire and wants to leave the mess to our Ying family? "

The young man was not stupid after all. Born in a rich family, he was influenced by the surroundings and knew the deep meaning of the words. He sneered and said:
"Tell Director Mo that you supported the new martial arts genius and competed with the Hengzhou Martial Arts Association. The Ying family played a great role and took away a lot of various products and treasures. Shen Changyuan blocked Mo Zhenting's way back then, and we reached a consensus to send him to the great land of the netherworld.

Why is the old man in Nanhuang Dojo holding his breath? Doesn't he know it in his heart? The old man is waiting for your Chief Mo to retire so that he can take his life personally. At his age, he is so stubborn that he can't close his eyes. You can imagine how deep his hatred is. "

Cui Zhi fell silent again. He was just a mouthpiece and could not say a word that should not be said.

The young man surnamed Ying also knew this. He took a few steps, stood by the window, and looked outside:
"I won't force you. You're afraid that the old man at the Nanhuang Dojo will go crazy, but I'm not. Don't old martial arts schools like to find whetstones? Okay, I'll find him a bunch! I'll grind this knife to pieces! As for Chief Mo, let him help within the rules."

Cui Zhi nodded and said nothing until he left.

As quickly as it came, it can go quickly.

He looked up at the sky and saw lead-gray clouds moving across the sky, like a huge tide forming a line, making it hard to breathe.

"If your last name wasn't Ying, no one would bother with you!"

Cui Zhi spat, picked up his briefcase, got in the car, and drove out of the small red building.

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"Miss Yu's nutritious meals are really good."

In a flash, a few days passed, and Qin Shi completely completed the new stage of the second limit of the Divine Gate.

Benefiting from the nourishment of minerals and other resources, the vitality increased greatly this time, breaking the record again.

It actually stabilized at 49 points.

Qin Shi entered a state of inner vision. The seed of life that was three inches below his navel was surrounded by forty-nine floc-like air currents visible to the naked eye.

This is an excellent performance of the vigorous vitality that continues to erupt and condense into substance.

"Master Liang, I have a vague feeling that it will be difficult to break through the 50th point of vitality."

That day, Qin Shi came to Jiuchang Street again to discuss breaking the limit with Lao Liang.

The latter really did quit drinking and smoking, and recently started chewing gum and eating snacks to curb his addiction.

He peeled the fried melon seeds and peanuts and piled them into two piles, intending to eat them all in one go later:

"In the old era, martial arts circles called it 'bottleneck'. Now, it's called 'critical value'. I've told you before that the potential of the human body has an upper limit. It's not possible to reach 100 points of vitality without hard work and long-term persistence.

The upper limit for most people is between 20 and 40. A small number of talented people, or those who work hard enough and have sufficient resources, or what you call "top students", can break through the 50 mark.

This is the case for the law enforcement officers of the Inspection Department. Fifty points of vitality, combined with a few advanced textbooks, are enough. "

Qin Shi looked at the pile of peeled melon seeds and nodded.
"Master Liang is right. That's why I choose to walk the path of breaking limits. The road ahead is endless and the potential is limitless."

Lao Liang nodded and smacked his lips. It was indeed a bit boring to talk about this at length without drinking a few sips.

"You have reached the critical value now. It usually takes about half a year to a year to get stuck. You need to repeatedly stimulate the activity of your blood and flesh to open it up and cross it."

Qin Shi was not worried at all. Lao Liang had said that it was a normal situation.

As a genius in traditional Chinese martial arts, how could I follow the ordinary path?

"Master Liang, I have almost mastered the painstaking efforts of the Nanhuang Dao Pavilion. It is indeed a brilliant idea to nourish blood and build destiny through the self-cultivation furnace.

Your fellow cultivator of divine bones, when will you let me see you?"

Lao Liang narrowed his eyes. He had wanted to help Qin Shi get through the bone barrier a long time ago.

But his own disciple had already settled into the inner world in advance and entered a second rebirth.

"To cultivate divine bones, one often needs a whetstone, forcing you to sublimate and transform again and again. From 'mortal bones' to 'sacred bones', it's like refining iron or forging steel. I never figured out how to do it before."

Lao Liang's eyes were blank, and he thought for a moment:

"However, in this regard, Lao Ren said he has a way and is ready to cooperate with the Inspection Department and participate in the 'Sharpening the Sword Operation'."

As he was speaking, he looked down and discovered that the pile of peeled melon seeds had disappeared.

Qin Shi's cheeks moved as he ate with big mouthfuls of food, and he asked vaguely:
"Operation Sharpening the Sword? What exactly is it? I think I heard Sister Yun and Old Tan mention it."

Lao Liang shook his head, not blaming his apprentice for being naughty, and continued to peel melon seeds.
"To put it simply, it is to eliminate gangs and evil. Once a year, we clear out the 'forbidden areas' outside the main urban area of ​​Tai'an as part of our performance.

The threat and influence of extraordinary people far exceeds that of ordinary criminals. However, Hengzhou is restricted by electronic blockades, and there are indeed lawless places that are difficult to clear. "Qin Shi suddenly realized that assisting law enforcement and cracking down on criminals is indeed a good way for the old martial arts school to improve itself.

For example, in the era of the Dongxia Empire, those wandering knights liked to fight for justice or travel around the world, improving their kung fu by constantly committing suicide and jumping back and forth.

"middle."

Qin Shi nodded to show his agreement.

During this period of time, he had accumulated enough money.

Just when he was worried about not finding a suitable opponent, he vented his excessive energy.

"You and Lao Ren should discuss this again in a couple of days. Remember to put on the bulletproof vests and stab-proof suits you received earlier."

Lao Liang was more steady and gave a warning.

He had been to the battlefield and knew very well that in many cases, when facing ferocious beasts and powerful enemies, it would be better to stay alert and not suffer any loss.

The easiest places to stumble are with weak things and the unknown.

"okay."

Qin Shi grabbed a handful of melon seeds that Lao Liang had peeled, threw them into his mouth one by one, continued chatting for a few more words, then got up and left.

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"You son of a bitch! If this happened in Haizhou, I'd break both of your legs and no one would care!"

The young man surnamed Ying finally couldn't help himself and smashed an ashtray in the house.

Due to its high quality, the carpet did not break into pieces. It rolled over the carpet a few times and hit the wall heavily, making a "dong" sound.

He took a few deep breaths, gradually calmed down, and began to look through the paper materials sent by Cui Zhi.

"Qin Shi...surname Qin? Does he have any background?"

The young man surnamed Ying frowned. The surname Qin, combined with He Lanchan's inheritance and that long-ago event, seemed too coincidental.

He continued to read carefully and found out that it was a worker family from Laoshijiu Factory Street. The situation of his parents was very clear. Going back three generations, they were all workers and peasants.

"It turns out I was overthinking it."

The young man surnamed Ying breathed a sigh of relief, just as Cui Zhi was afraid of the surname above his head.

He was also afraid of the word "Qin", which represented the glory of Dongxia and was as brilliant as a star.

"He is an underage high school student. He got He Lanchan's inheritance by chance. Because of his outstanding talent, he was chosen by Nanhuang Dojo. He has a good relationship with the famous Lin family and Chen family in Hengzhou and is very close to them."

The young man surnamed Ying closed the folder. This kind of people were not difficult to deal with. He had seen many of them. They just relied on some talents given by God to enter the sight of higher-ups.

In the era of the Dongxia Empire, he would be a poor and miserable person who had managed to marry into a wealthy family.

"Forty or fifty points of vitality. If I really want to get it, I have more than a dozen ways. It's a pity that Chen Ruofu from the Tai'an Inspection Department didn't share the same mind with the Central City and didn't communicate with them."

The young man surnamed Ying stroked his chin and thought over and over. He and Brother Qi were accomplices in the murder of Shen Changyuan in Nanhuang Taoist Temple.

Later, the old man went crazy and almost drove his magic machine to kill everyone in Songgu Riverside Manor.

I was lucky enough to survive, but from then on I was confined to this small red building, and all my food, clothing and other expenses had to be delivered to me from outside.

This is the final result of the joint peace talks.

But the young man surnamed Ying always remembered the old man’s cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

He was often awakened at midnight, fearing that the magic machine would crash into the building and that a murderous evil spirit would appear before him.

"I don't believe I can't outlast you. As soon as you close your eyes, I'll go back to Haizhou and live a life of luxury and debauchery."

The young man surnamed Ying cursed and then made a phone call.

The first group he contacted was the Qin family in Hengzhou.

"Akang, I need you to do something. Don't you have a distant relative in Tai'an? Please tell him that if he is willing to do me a small favor, I can give him a permanent place in Hengzhou."

After a few words, Ying Lin hung up and called again.

"Uncle He, set aside a portion of this month's mineral quota and send it to the Zheng family in Tai'an. Tell them that their son Zheng Yun has been favored by our Qilin Group and is going to be placed in the third sequence. As long as Zheng Yun can win first place in the subsequent martial arts star training program, he will have the opportunity to enroll in the four major national universities."

After a moment, he put down the phone.

Ying Lin stared at the paper file with cold eyes. Indeed, he had no grudges against the high school boy who lived far away in the eastern suburbs of Dangyang.

But fate is often cruel. Some people take things they shouldn't take, take paths they shouldn't take, and offend the higher-ups.

They may be kicked to death without knowing it, just like a stray dog ​​on the roadside rolling into the grass whimpering and dying in pain.

"So what if you hate me, so what if you look down on me, as long as I bear this surname, I have to hold my nose and endure it."

Ying Lin closed his eyes and sat in the soft armchair, like a free prisoner.

"How can the four great families of Chen, Lin, Qin, and Zheng compare to the supreme and noble nine families of Dongxia!"

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"Xiao Qin, you're here again! I made a new dish for you, come and try it!"

Yu Weiwei, who had her long hair tied into a braid, lit up her eyes when she saw Qin Shi crossing the threshold.

She held the steaming hot nutritious meal in both hands and came forward:
"The ingredients this time are not very good, and the chef's food quota is limited, so we can only make do with it."

Qin Shi looked at the large dough ball with the fish head stuck in it and felt his spirit was polluted.

But the [Overgrowth] characteristic constantly urges the body to eat up all these messes!
Because it is very nutritious, very nutritious!
"Miss Fish..."

Qin Shi swallowed.

"Just call me Senior Sister."

Yu smiled peacefully, and she gave the best treatment to everyone who was willing to taste the food she cooked.

After all, as more and more new dishes are developed, the number of diners who dare to pick up chopsticks is becoming increasingly rare, until it reaches zero.

"Senior sister... I haven't entered the door yet."

Qin Shi said shyly.

He thought to himself that he had never even met the master of the Nanhuang Dojo, so he didn't know what type of disciple the old man liked.

For now, I can only act well-behaved and pretend to be a good and polite child.

"It's only a matter of time."

Yu Weiwei took Qin Shi's hand and led him to the dining hall, admiring the sight of Qin Shi closing his eyes and showing off his food.

To her, the most attractive thing is a man who eats the food she cooks with big mouthfuls.

But why did Xiao Qin close his eyes?
Yu was slightly puzzled.

"Phew! With my mental strength close to fifty points, I almost couldn't hold on!"

Qin Shi emptied his stomach in one breath, and was completely filled with the feeling of fullness. Only then did he dare to open his eyes.
He really couldn't face the dead fish head with his eyes rolled back.

"Xiao Qin, you are really the most handsome boy I have ever seen."

Yu Weiwei praised sincerely.

Qin Shi, who was busy eating, was very attractive to her.

"I'm just a tough person and I'm not picky about food."

Qin Shi answered silently.

After enjoying the loving and nutritious meal provided by Senior Sister Yu, he found Ren You hiding in the corner with the guidance of Xuanming.

"Teacher Ren, Senior Sister Yu has finished cooking. It's safe outside."

Ren You patted his chest. Every day when Yu Weiwei stepped into the kitchen, martial law would be declared throughout the gym and all outsiders would disappear.

"Xiao Qin, you are really our savior!"

There was gratitude in Ren You's eyes.

"Teacher Ren, you called me here today. Apart from testing the poison on yourself, is there anything special?"

Qin Shi asked.

"Nothing else."

Ren You took Qin Shi into the room where they usually practiced martial arts and asked Xuanming to project some information.

"The Inspection Department has planned a sword-sharpening operation and hired a number of non-staff personnel to assist. Brother Liang, isn't there a method of practicing divine bones together? It's a good opportunity for you to try out the effect.

in addition……"

Ren You pressed the headset, connected to the white-haired old man's channel, and began to repeat his words:

"You may encounter unexpected dangerous situations on this trip. Pay special attention to a few people.

Qin De, a direct descendant of the Qin family in Yancheng, is thirty-seven years old, has a vitality of about sixty points, and is proficient in the "Scorpion Style Combat Method".

He is the director of Yuhai Security Company. He has good practical skills, so you should be cautious when meeting him.

And this one, Zheng Quan, also from Yuhai Security Company, 28 years old, with similar vitality to Qin De, but he is good at cold weapons and can use a knife.

In a life-and-death fight, the armed person has a great advantage, so you can't take it lightly.

The last one, Jiang Zaiyue, came from the central city. His background is not clear yet. He is very young, 22 years old. According to the theory of vitality development, he is at his peak. "

Qin Shi frowned. He had finally had a peaceful life, so how come trouble came again?

Yuhai Security Company?

"Teacher Ren, is it the Qin family of Yancheng who is targeting me?"

he asked.

Ren You shook his head:
"They are not so bold, there must be someone else behind this, but it doesn't matter. The Nanhuang Dojo will suppress the turbulent undercurrents that are ready to move.

Xiao Qin, you only need to do one thing, try to get higher scores in the Sword Sharpening Operation and eliminate all enemies who harbor ill will towards you."

Qin Shi understood.

He imprinted those projected "enemies" in his mind and marked them as "prey".

Then he asked:

"Teacher Ren, this means that I can...beat them to death?"

Ren You's face was slightly stiff, but a dry and hoarse laugh like a night owl came from the earphone.

He sighed. This was probably the "domineering spirit" that the teacher favored and liked the most.

Just ask how many enemies there are and where they are, and then kill them all.

As for the reasons and context, there is no need to ask at all.

"That's right. You are in a restricted area and you have the power to enforce the law. Anyone who is your enemy can be killed on the spot."

Ren You answered affirmatively.

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On the other side, a white-haired old man pushing a wheelchair appeared in the dormitory building of No. 9 Middle School. No one knew how he got up there.

Looking at Lao Liang who was eating melon seeds and peanuts, he asked with a smile:
"To keep the spirit within, one must break through the mental barriers, remove the shackles, and pass the prison. Do you know what your disciple has broken, removed, and passed?"

Lao Liang smacked his lips, being quite polite to the old senior, and thought seriously for a moment:
"I didn't understand it at first, but later I asked Xiao about it. He broke the 'rules', eliminated the 'killing', and passed the 'killing'.

Maybe this child was too sensible when he was young, and he experienced the truth that official law is like a furnace early on.

He always had some fear in his heart, but then he suddenly figured it out."

The white-haired old man understood, and a look of "as expected" appeared in his eyes.

"No wonder. When I first saw him, I felt that this kid had a terrifyingly fierce spirit in his heart, but he kept it to himself.

It turns out that he is also a killer who has no taboos! Very good, I agree with you on this point!"

Lao Liang glanced at the white-haired old man and spat out the melon seed shells:
"Senior, when it comes to this, I'm afraid you are not as good as me."

The white-haired old man fixed his gaze on the lame man, then turned his head away after a while and muttered:

"Okay, this is up to you."

(End of this chapter)