Wu Lu looked at his grandfather suspiciously. He also knew the reason why his grandfather left Wangcheng back then, and neither grandfather nor grandmother concealed it from him. Although he understood his grandfather's unwillingness at the time, he did not agree with his grandfather's views.
His inability to lose is not the same as his grandfather's inability to lose.
He admitted that he lost the fight, after all, his strength is not as good as others. But if he can't beat others in other competitions, then it won't work, then the fist speaks. Who is stronger and who is better! It's like playing mahjong yesterday, Jiang Yi's mahjong skills surpassed him, and he was about to hammer people. But the young master is more arrogant, so he should shrink his tail.
"What kind of look are you looking at? Go wash up and go to bed." Burning Demon Venerable saw Wu Lu's suspicious eyes, and he was angry.
"Well, good night, grandfather. I'm going to wash up and go to bed quickly, and I will go to the mahjong parlor of the young master tomorrow." Wu Lu said good night to Venerable Burning Demon, and went into the room without waiting for Venerable Burning Demon to answer.
Burning Demon Venerable almost jumped.
Such a well-behaved grandson of his own only had contact with the young master once, as if he had been brainwashed, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to the young master. Mad! Tomorrow, I will ask the other two Demon Venerables what is so powerful about this young master.
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"Young master? It's amazing, of course it's amazing. She ripped off my roof when she was three years old."
"What?" Burning Demon Venerable's eyes widened, then subconsciously looked up at the top of his head, "Isn't this good?"
"The young master later paid me to rebuild the Demon Lord's Mansion, hehe. The young master said that she was young and ignorant at that time, and shouldn't have lifted my roof with a joke."
"Can you lift your roof at the age of three? Is she really strong?" Burning Demon asked in disbelief.
"Yeah. Listen to an old friend's advice. If you come back this time and want to challenge the position of the devil, give up as soon as possible. Two of you may be the opponent of the devil, but none of the ten you are the opponent of the young master."
"What did you say?" Ran Mozun was angry, "Are we friends? How can you insult me if we are friends!"
"It's my friend that I'll tell you the truth. Otherwise, you will run up and offend the young master. If you are beaten up in the street by the young master at such an old age, it will be a shame, and you will be laughed at by those bastards in the royal city. die."
Burning Demon Venerable: "..." Why did he say the same thing as his grandson? Is the young master really that strong
After saying goodbye to this old friend, Burning Demon Venerable visited another Demon Venerable.
"Strong! It's so strong! When I was five years old, I beat my grandson, Shi Yang, and Ke Yuan all over the floor. At that time, my grandson and the others were in their thirties! My grandson was the worst, and was directly beaten up. I walked for a long time before I came back."
Burning Demon Venerable: "..."
"Oh yes, I made an appointment, but today someone put pigeons, and mahjong is missing one, you can come too." Mozun's friend smiled charity, "Don't worry, we will teach you, not at first, maybe If you will lose a little bit, you will pay the tuition fee, and when you know it, you can win us back.”
Burning Demon Venerable thought for a while and agreed. After all, I just returned to the royal city, so I still need to get in touch with my feelings with the various Demon Venerables. Playing mahjong together is also good, although I don't know what this mahjong is.
Sounds like four people entertaining together. As for losing a little money or something, Burning Demon Venerable didn't take it to heart. Before the competition, there is still a lottery, and it is nothing to lose a little money in mahjong.
Then Burning Demon Venerable almost lost his pants.
(End of this chapter)