Chu Shaobai rushed forward, stood in front of Sujin, and said proudly: "Father, please don't hurt Aunt Sujin!"
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion said calmly: "I have said that I will not kill women, except for one person. I don't even bother to do it to a slave like her. What's more, I like people with courage and courage. Since you are interceding for her, , then I’ll let her go.”
Chu Shaobai just breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart suddenly rose again, and he stared at the Master of Zixiao Pavilion closely.
"Father, who is the woman you want to kill?"
A bad premonition suddenly flashed through his heart.
The master of Zixiao Pavilion was noncommittal.
He looked at Mo Chuan coldly and said calmly: "You are next."
"you dare!"
Xiao Si and Zhui Feng rushed forward at the same time, drew their weapons, and rushed towards the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
Both of them had the same thought, they wanted to buy Mo Chuan a moment more time, so they both risked their lives, knowing that they were outmatched, but they could delay it for a while.
"Hmph, two ants!" The Master of Zixiao Pavilion snorted contemptuously, pressed both hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, and immediately, four thick black ropes flew out silently.
Xiao Si and Zhui Feng swung their swords to chop, but the black rope was made of someone who knew what kind of material it was. It was soft and tough. Both of them had sharp tools that could cut iron like mud, but they couldn't move.
Just as the two of them were stunned, the black rope turned over, as flexible as a snake, and instantly wrapped around their wrists.
With two "choking" sounds, the two men's weapons fell from their hands, and their bodies were tightly tied up by four black ropes like rice dumplings.
Everyone was shocked, including Mo Chuan.
Even Xiao Si and Zhui Feng had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
They had known for a long time that they were outmatched, but they never expected that the master of Zixiao Pavilion's martial arts was so unbelievably high.
Both of them failed even a single move.
Chu Shaobai gritted his teeth, reached his right hand behind his back, and saw a dark red light flashing past.
"Chichichi" sounded several times, and the thick ropes tied to Xiaosi and Zhui Feng broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
As soon as Xiao Si and Zhui Feng were free, they immediately jumped back in front of Mo Chuan. The two escaped from death, their expressions changing, and they stared blankly at Chu Shaobai.
Only then did everyone realize that Chu Shaobai was holding something like an iron rod in his hand. It looked like a stick but not a stick, and looked like a sword but not a sword.
It was said to be a weapon, but it looked like a fire stick, dull and without any luster.
But such a blunt-headed fire stick was able to cut through the black rope that even Xiao Si and Zhui Feng's sharp weapons could not cut.
"It turns out that this thing fell into your hands."
Master Zixiao's eyes also fell on the fire stick. He let out a soft breath, and a faint smile appeared on his stern and cold face.
This was the first smile he showed before he showed up.
Facing his biological son, the deep love between father and son finally revealed in his heart.
"Yes, yes, only you are worthy of this treasure." said the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
What Chu Shaobai was holding was the black iron rod that Shen Ning took from the treasure house of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion. She just instinctively knew that it should be a treasure, but she never had time to investigate.
Later, it was handed over to Chu Shaobai for safekeeping. A series of things happened next, and she had long forgotten about this little incident.
But Chu Shaobai has always been with him and never left.
"I don't know what kind of treasure this is, I only know that it belongs to her, and I have to keep it well." Chu Shaobai stared at the fire stick in his hand and said lightly.