"Aww------------"
The Crazy Old Man was suddenly attacked by the Little Turtle that appeared out of nowhere, which hit his chin and sent him flying in an arc, letting out a very shrill scream.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Fan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Within the Zhou Family Secret Realm, he had indeed witnessed the Little Turtle's power; a single impact had cracked his shoulder bone.
Even a starved camel is bigger than a Crazy Old Man; no matter how serious the old madman's hidden ailments are, he shouldn't be able to be knocked away by a Little Turtle, right?
But the facts were undeniable, which made him wonder just who the Little Turtle really was.
After a brief moment of shock, Jiang Fan quickly went to the Crazy Old Man's side, fearing that the Little Turtle might take away his high score.
" Crazy Old Man, are you alright?"
"Ouch--it hurts--"
The Crazy Old Man's jaw was dislocated from the impact, and he remained with his head held high, baring his teeth and howling strangely.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Fan immediately took action.
"Click--"
Straighten it.
"Aww--------"
Another scream erupted from the Crazy Old Man's mouth.
"Can't you be a little gentler? How are you going to find a girlfriend in the future?"
The Crazy Old Man glared at Jiang Fan, but upon seeing Jiang Fan's inhumanly handsome face, he suddenly realized that he had been proven wrong by his earlier words.
Even if a guy this handsome was a complete loser, he'd probably still have rich women vying to keep him as a mistress.
That being said, when he first met Jiang Fan, he helped him tidy up at home and invited him to cook for him, mainly because he found Jiang Fan's face pleasing to the eye.
If it were any ordinary handsome guy, given his personality, he would absolutely not allow anyone else to get close to him.
Just then, the Little Turtle suddenly hovered in front of him, its two eyes darting around.
"He has indeed aged quite a bit, but he's still so short."
The Crazy Old Man hated it most when people said he was short. He suddenly slammed his hands together towards the Little Turtle, as if to swat it flat like a mosquito.
"Smack!"
The Little Turtle easily dodged, hands on its hips, chest out, head held high, nostrils pointing to the sky.
"Look at you now, all sickly and weak, what do you think you can do to me?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Crazy Old Man slapped it again.
"Smack!"
"You can't hit it, you can't hit it! Little One, little guy, come on, keep going!"
"Don't you dare call me Little One!!" The Crazy Old Man, enraged, slapped him again.
"Smack!"
Another shot missed.
"If my master can bark, then of course I can bark too! I'll bark! I'll bark! Little guy, little guy Little One, Little One-- "
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh--"
The man and the turtle were having a huge fight.
Jiang Fan was completely dumbfounded; he had never seen the Crazy Old Man so furious before.
Also, last time in the Zhou Family Secret Realm, I heard the Little Turtle mention its owner, and it seems that Wang Yao mistook him for the Little Turtle's owner.
He hadn't cared at all about who the Little Turtle's owner was before, but now that he saw the Little Turtle's owner seemed to be related to the Crazy Old Man, he became curious about who the Little Turtle's owner really was.
In the end, it was Wang Yao who stopped the farce involving the Crazy Old Man and the Little Turtle.
" Ergouzi, stop fooling around. I have something serious to talk to you about."
Jiang Fan watched the Crazy Old Man and Wang Yao walk not far away, and was really curious about what they would talk about, so he secretly spread his Psychic Power outwards.
The Crazy Old Man, who was about to talk to Wang Yao, suddenly frowned.
You brat! How dare you try to teach an old man like me!
With just a slight tremor, the Psychic Power released by Jiang Fan was instantly shattered.
Everything happened silently, and it ended silently as well.
Jiang Fan was not surprised by this result.
He was just trying his luck, hoping the Crazy Old Man wouldn't notice.
"How did you become like this?" The Crazy Old Man looked at Wang Yao looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a puzzled expression.
"A special secret technique." After saying that, Wang Yao smiled and emphasized, "It was the secret technique he taught me."
"Tsk tsk tsk!" The Crazy Old Man couldn't help but click his tongue.
"What's there to brag about? It's just a secret technique. He gave me the Thousand Tribulations Saber, and I didn't brag about it."
That's different.
"What's different?" the Crazy Old Man asked, puzzled.
Wang Yao swayed her graceful figure, her face full of a captivating smile.
"She's a woman."
The Crazy Old Man felt a chill run down his spine.
He really wanted to say something like, "So what if you're a woman? She'll avoid you like the plague."
Of course, he dared not actually say what came next.
He wasn't afraid; he simply didn't want to argue with a woman.
"I'm too lazy to argue with you about this. You said you had something important to tell me. What is it? Just say it, and I'm leaving."
Wang Yao suddenly became serious, and her charming voice turned low.
I found him.
These words struck the Crazy Old Man like a thunderbolt.
"What did you say?! Him? Which 'him'?"
You know perfectly well who I'm talking about.
The Crazy Old Man's breathing was irregular, and his chest was noticeably heaving.
After a moment, the Crazy Old Man suddenly seemed to remember something, and his emotions calmed down considerably.
"You're not talking about his so-called reincarnation, the holy son of the Church of Justice, are you?"
"Ha!" Wang Yao's tone was utterly dismissive. "That kind of thing doesn't even deserve to be compared to him!"
"Not the Holy Son of the Church of Justice?"
The Crazy Old Man had just thought that Wang Yao had heard the rumors and mistakenly identified the Holy Son of the Church of Justice as that person.
"So, you really saw him? Where did you see him?"
Rumors circulated that the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice had disappeared without a trace; some suspected he was dead, while others believed he had truly vanished.
"In the Zhou Family Secret Realm," Wang Yao replied.
"Um???"
The Crazy Old Man looked completely surprised.
" The Zhou Family Secret Realm?"
"That's right."
Upon hearing the affirmative answer again, the Crazy Old Man lowered his head in thought.
Why hadn't Jiang Fan mentioned it? Come to think of it, Jiang Fan had never met the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice, so how could he recognize him?
But—he still felt something was off.
"You really saw him? Are you sure you're not mistaken? How could he be in the Zhou Family Secret Realm?"
"He was wearing a mask to conceal his face at the time, so I didn't see his face clearly, but I'm certain I didn't mistake him. Because only he could refine that Spirit Weapon," Wang Yao said firmly.
Upon hearing this, the Crazy Old Man's mouth involuntarily opened wide, and he blinked repeatedly. Gradually, his gaze slowly shifted to Jiang Fan, who was standing not far away, and his eyes became increasingly strange.
It took me a long time to find my voice again.
"You—you're not talking about that Advanced Psychic, are you?"