Chapter 2074: Cleaver Sect Master
The moment Zhao Tie heard that, he hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists. "Mr. Zhang."
Mr. Zhang nodded. "You three, come with me."
The three followed Mr. Zhang through the side hall, into the main hall, then turned into the rear hall.
They arrived at a quaint little chamber.
An old master-looking man sat in a rocking chair, dressed in an old-fashioned short jacket, playing with walnuts and sipping tea as he gently rocked back and forth.
The Three Brothers exchanged glances but said nothing.
The old master clearly carried great authority. It was obvious that in the Cleaver Sect, he was the undisputed boss, a man whose word was law and whose temper was formidable.
The young man who had captured them stood nearby, while Mr. Zhang stood on the other side.
The old master spoke lazily, in that drawn-out, affected sort of lazy tone:
"Who are these people?"
Mr. Zhang said, "Sect Master, these are the three lucky stars."
"Lucky stars? Hmph."
The old master did not even raise his eyelids. "What are their names?"
Lu Chengwen was still Little Wen, Zhao Ritian was still Little Zhao, and Long Aotian was still Xiao Tian.
The old master nodded. "I heard you know a little martial arts?"
The young man said, "He's asking you!"
Lu Chengwen smiled. "A little. Not much."
"Mm." The old master turned, picked up his teacup, and took a sip. "Tell me your heights."
Long Aotian frowned. "One meter eighty-three."
Lu Chengwen said, "One meter eighty."
Zhao Ritian was stunned. What!? You two were both over one meter eighty!?
Zhao Ritian's voice boomed like a bell. "One meter ninety-two!"
"Hmm?"
Mr. Zhang and the young man both froze. The old master put on his reading glasses and took a