From Poison Sand Palm to Martial Sainthood
Chapter 115

Golden-Winged Flood Tiger (1 / 2)

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"He should be doing fairly well. Before I came here, I didn't notice anything wrong with him. He spends every day either drinking or napping."

Zhao Er knew the elderly woman meant Dian Zhang. After thinking back for a moment, he could not recall anything unusual about him.

"Drinking and napping?"

After hearing Zhao Er's answer, the elderly woman nodded thoughtfully, then continued walking.

Looks like she saw right through me!

Zhao Er could not help marveling at the elderly woman's perceptiveness.

With just one simple question, she had sounded out the relationship between Zhao Er and Dian Zhang.

Only while answering her question had Zhao Er realized how little he actually knew about Dian Zhang.

But that could not be helped. Zhao Er did not live with Dian Zhang and only visited him occasionally. Besides, they had known each other for only about half a year.

So the chances of knowing him well... were slim. Still, Zhao Er had no intention of trying to salvage his answer or explain himself. If he did not know, he did not know. There was no need to explain something like that.

"The matriarch likes peace and quiet and isn't particularly fond of meeting strangers. I don't know how she'll treat you, so I hope you'll bear with her, young man..."

Only after they crossed another courtyard did the elderly woman ahead speak again.

"All right!"

Zhao Er did not know what the matriarch was like, but since he was already here, he could only nod in agreement.

"If the matriarch asks you anything, just answer honestly. If she gives you something, accept it. We're almost there. She's the only person in the courtyard inside, so you can go in yourself."

When they reached another courtyard entrance, the elderly woman finished her instructions

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