Yan Tianhen's left foot is inconvenient to move, but he will not lose his way. Although he is in a daze, it does not prevent him from helping Lin Xuanzhi lead the way.
As he approached the door, the steward who had just received a thousand gold had a wicked smile on his face, and said to Lin Xuanzhi: "Master Lin, I don't know when to come back next time."
Lin Xuanzhi said coldly: "There is no next time."
The steward was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Young Master Lin was joking."
"Bah, don't you mess with my brother here!" Yan Tianhen grinned at the steward. That face that was already scary now looks even more frightening: "Otherwise, be careful I come over in the middle of the night. A fire burned your broken martial arts hall to ashes!"
"A Hen, don't tell them too much." Lin Xuanzhi rubbed the top of Yan Tianhen's head and said, "Let's go."
Yan Tianhen wiped his neck at the steward, grinned with a threatening expression, and then continued cautiously holding Lin Xuanzhi and walked outside.
After Lin Xuanzhi and Yan Tianhen left, a few people in the martial arts hall gathered together like women with long tongues to discuss.
"Lin Xuanzhi shouldn't be a sex change today? How can he dare to say that he won't come again?"
"Ha, that's what he said to save face. Since he was broken two years ago, he has lost all his skills and is not as good as a cripple, so he can only come here to find a sense of existence. How can he not be willing to come here? Coming?"
"It's probably because I was beaten severely this time, it's embarrassing."
"Oh, I haven't used much effort yet. If it weren't for his younger brother to take the money to redeem someone, I would have to take him..."
"What do you have to do with him?" The steward picked up the triangle's eye and said, "You can't beat him to death, or else, where can I earn so much ransom?"
Wu Qingzong laughed loudly, squeezed his big palm hard, made a crackling sound, and said: "You are right, I am not willing to kill this God of Wealth so quickly, even though he has become a useless person, that powerful father He died, and brought a drag oil bottle, but, Young Master Lin still has a family background. When he was about to be killed, the ugly monster didn't give him a ransom?"
The steward also smiled and said, "Before we emptied his family, we must not kill him."
"After that, you will be killed if you are killed. Anyway, there are so many children in the Lin family, and I never care about the life and death of a waste." Wu Qingzong's eyes flashed with a thick color of calculation.
In this world, the strong is respected, and all the rules are made by the strong. Now Lin Xuanzhi, even if he is pinched to death like an ant, no one will jump out and say something.
Yan Tianhen hired a carriage to park at the gate of the martial arts hall. After he helped Lin Xuanzhi into the carriage, he sat in the carriage driver's position.
The carriage drove slowly towards Lin's house.
Lin Xuanzhi looked at Yan Tianhen's thin, thin but straight back, unconsciously bursts of sadness and regret flowed in his heart.
He couldn't help thinking of what happened in his previous life.
In the last life, he blamed his father's death on this innocent child, making things difficult for him, bullying him, and even venting his hatred on him in the most dirty way.
Later, he was deceived by the wicked and mistaken the unsuspecting person as a close relative and a close friend, exposing the biggest secret of Yan Tianhen's body, killing Yan Tianhen to death, and he himself was punished and tempered. The soul of seven years was finally liberated.
Lin Xuanzhi did not lose his soul, but by coincidence, he entered the small cave of an ancient crafting master. He stayed there for a full thousand years before finally being refined into the ancient legend. The retrospective mirror, let everything go back to before it started.