Later, my master rescued me, and with the help of my good friends, I was able to publish the exercises, which was a way to give an explanation to my master.

Maybe Su Yong was moved by my fearless dedication and took the initiative to confess the whole process of harming you.

And that traitorous second uncle, if it weren't for him, you wouldn't have been harmed so miserably."

Chu Ming was talking nonsense in all seriousness, fabricating a master out of thin air, and his ability to create something out of nothing was perfect.

It seems that it makes perfect sense for Chu Ming to adapt the ancient martial arts system into a master.

Chu Jianghe's frown deepened, and he was very confused about what Chu Ming said, but he didn't ask.

Because a large part of what Chu Ming said was true, he also browsed the recent news during the time he was out and found that the topic of the ancient martial arts world occupied half of the news.

Moreover, it is an indisputable fact that the Hongmeng Legion is recruiting soldiers from the secular society.

"Could it be that the monster over there can no longer be suppressed?"

Chu Jianghe sighed inwardly, gently placed the teacup in his hand on the coffee table, looked at Chu Ming with burning eyes, and asked, "Chu Ming, do you still remember your grandfather?"

Chu Ming's heart trembled, and he asked, "Didn't Grandpa pass away a long time ago?"

"That was a lie!"

Chu Jianghe sighed, leaned back on the sofa, and said dejectedly, "Your grandfather's name is Chu Tiankuo, a soldier of the Hongmeng Fourteenth Legion. He hasn't been home for a long time."

Hearing this, Chu Ming was suddenly shocked and his mind couldn't help but buzz.

What's the meaning?

Grandpa is from the Hongmeng Legion?

Why I don’t know!