Master's Master

The sudden trip south again made Su Ziyang feel very uncomfortable. On the plane, Su Ziyang told Mr. Mengfei about his agreement to compete with Teacher Yi.

Mr. Mengfei seemed to be in a bad mood; he simply nodded and said, "Go."

Upon arrival, Fairy Li carried her small suitcase, while Su Ziyang carried Fairy Li large suitcase.

Su Ziyang didn't know why, but Fairy Li always seemed to have an otherworldly air about her. For example, even though she was dressed very plainly in a crowd, she stood out and seemed out of place with everyone around her. Moreover, it was as if nothing concerned her, except for Su Ziyang himself...

"Big sister, Master is unhappy, yet you're acting like you're on a vacation."

Su Ziyang whispered in Fairy Li's ear.

"You're the one who should be unhappy and scared. I'll just do my own thing. I came here last year, but I didn't even get a proper look around before my master left."

Fairy Li completely ignored Su Ziyang's words, then patted Su Ziyang's lower back. "Does Daoist Jin have his amulet?"

Su Ziyang nodded, and Fairy Li also nodded. Then Su Ziyang saw that Fairy Li relaxed even more.

"Zijun, didn't you book a hotel? Just take a taxi and go. I have to leave with Ziyang, we're running late."

Su Ziyang could see Mr. Mengfei's anxiety and panic, something Su Ziyang had never seen before since he met Mr. Mengfei.

"Alright, sir, you may go."

Fairy Li hailed a taxi and left first.

Mr. Mengfei also took a taxi, but he went in the opposite direction from Fairy Li, heading towards the city's bus station.

Taking a car, reversing, taking a taxi...

It wasn't until the afternoon that Mr. Mengfei brought Su Ziyang to a village.

Before even entering the village, Su Ziyang sensed a chilling aura. Squinting, he saw the entire village enveloped in a bluish mist.

"Master," Su Ziyang called softly from behind Mr. Mengfei.

Mr. Mengfei didn't say anything, but just walked quickly into the village.

A large group of people, all dressed in black, were gathered in front of a house.

As Mr. Mengfei. Mr. Mengfei approached, all eyes turned to him.

One of them, a man with a thick beard who looked fierce, immediately rushed out from the crowd as soon as he saw Mr. Mengfei.

"Mengfei!!!!"

The bearded man shouted.

At his shout, seven or eight more people rushed out of the courtyard, all dressed in black.

"Mengfei?"

One of the bespectacled, refined-looking men looked at Mr. Mengfei with considerable suspicion.

"Brother Ming," Mr. Mengfei called softly, glancing at his glasses.

"He's here. Master is inside..." Brother Ming looked at Mr. Mengfei.

Mr. Mengfei nodded and was about to walk into the courtyard when the Mr. Mengfei suddenly blocked his way. This man was so big that he could easily swallow Mr. Mengfei whole.

As he blocked the way, a large group of people rushed up behind him.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing!" Brother Ming scolded Xiao Qi, who had a thick beard.

"Today, everyone is qualified to enter this door except Mengfei. I said it!"

"That's what Xiaoqi with the Xiao Qi said fiercely."

"Ziyang, beat him up!"

Mr. Mengfei gave a low shout. Only then did Su Ziyang suddenly understand why these people had been so desperately teaching him fighting techniques—it was all for today!

After saying this, Mr. Mengfei hid to the side. No one expected that the child behind Mr. Mengfei would actually make a move.

Su Ziyang raised his leg and kicked Xiao Qi, who had a full beard. The kick was so powerful that it sent Xiao Qi tumbling over.

When Xiao Qi collapsed, everyone panicked.

Su Ziyang stepped forward and rushed into the crowd. Su Ziyang had only one goal: to clear a path for his master to enter the courtyard.

With a crackling sound, Su Ziyang swung his arm like a whip, causing everyone to panic and actually clear a path. Mr. Mengfei, quick as a flash, entered the courtyard like a ghost.

"Beat him up! Where did this punk come from!"

Surrounded by the crowd, even if Su Ziyang were made of iron, how many nails could he twist? He was caught off guard when he attacked this group.

One word, "Beat him up," and all that could be heard was a cacophony of curses and insults.

About a minute later, a thunderous shout suddenly rang out from inside the house, "What's all the noise outside?"

In short, everyone stopped what they were doing, Su Ziyang quickly seized the opportunity to crawl out, his body covered in footprints, and blood from his mouth and nose...

"Ziyang, come in!"

After Su Ziyang ran out, he saw Mr. Mengfei calling him from the doorway. Su Ziyang quickly ran towards Mr. Mengfei.

Why don't you run away, you silly boy?

Mr. Mengfei pulled Su Ziyang's arm and said with concern.

"They can't escape, surround them."

Su Ziyang also whispered.

We'll talk about it later.

Mr. Mengfei led Su Ziyang into the house. In the main room, there was a chair with a thin old man sitting on it. The old man looked like a wise and venerable man.

"Ziyang, kneel down. Call me Master!"

Su Ziyang then realized that the old man was actually Mr. Mengfei's master.

"Master."

Su Ziyang wiped the blood from his nose, knelt down respectfully, and called out.

"Great!" The advisor smiled when he saw Su Ziyang.

"Xiao Fei, I'm content to see your apprentices, my grand-apprentices, before I leave. Of all these people, you're the only one with real talent! Alright, you've finally arrived! I should go now!"

Upon hearing his master's words, Mr. Mengfei knelt down as well.

The old man lowered his hand, glanced at Su Ziyang again, closed his eyes, smiled, and walked away.

Su Ziyang did not participate in the rest.

Su Ziyang didn't even know the advisor's surname or given name. Later, Mr. Mengfei said that when he was young, he had studied under many teachers.

However, this person was Mr. Mengfei's mentor and also the person who had the greatest influence on Su Ziyang's life.

The old man's influence on Mr. Mengfei was just as Mr. Mengfei's influence on Su Ziyang was.

As for what happened next, Su Ziyang had no idea. Because Mr. Mengfei asked Su Ziyang to leave, Su Ziyang returned to the hotel by himself.

"You're back?" Fairy Li touched Su Ziyang's forehead. "You were fighting!"

Su Ziyang nodded. "Yes. I saw my master, but he has passed away. My master stayed behind and sent me back, not wanting me to get involved."

"Don't worry about that. What he said is definitely right. I bought some stinky tofu, do you want some?"

"I won't eat it, it smells too bad!"

"Try it, it's a local specialty."

"So spicy???"

"Hehe, you practice."