Xiao Chen turned around and looked at one of the three disciples.

"Zhan Lin, what's going on?"

Mr. Linghu noticed Xiao Chen's gaze, frowned slightly, and asked.

"Master, I called him."

The person standing at the edge said in a deep voice.

"You called? What did you say?"

Mr. Linghu's face darkened slightly.

"The matter of Longshan has been resolved. He should fulfill his promise and send the Xuanyuan Blade over... But he acted as if nothing had happened and seemed to have forgotten about it, so I reminded him."

The third disciple Zhan Lin saw that his master's face darkened, and he felt uneasy in his heart, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Remind him?"

Mr. Linghu frowned.

"Oh, it's not just a reminder, right?"

Xiao Chen glanced at Zhan Lin with a mocking smile.

"Who said that if I didn't send the Xuanyuan Sword over, the news that the Xuanyuan Sword was still in my hands would be spread?"

Upon hearing Xiao Chen's words, Zhan Lin's expression changed, and Mr. Linghu's face also darkened.

"Zhan Lin, did you really say that?"

Old Master Linghu asked angrily, looking at his third disciple whom he had always loved.

"Master, I was wrong... I just wanted to scare him. I didn't intend to spread the news."

Zhan Lin shuddered and spoke quickly.

"Humph, can this matter be used to scare people casually? You disappoint me so much!"

Mr. Linghu snorted angrily.

thump.

Hearing what Mr. Linghu said, Zhan Lin knelt down on the ground.

"Master, I was wrong. I was wrong."

The two disciples next to him opened their mouths and wanted to plead for their junior brother, but after hesitating, they dared not speak.

Xiao Chen was watching from the sidelines, feeling relieved. Sure enough, the call was made by Zhan Lin on his own initiative!

"How did you do that? Why don't you apologize to Xiao Xiaoyou?"

Mr. Linghu shouted coldly.

"Mr. Xiao, I was wrong..."

Although Zhan Lin was unwilling to accept it and even felt some resentment towards Xiao Chen, he still apologized to Xiao Chen under the angry glare of his master.

"Brother Zhan Lin, you can scare me, but please don't threaten me with words like this. I am most afraid of being threatened."

Xiao Chen looked at Zhan Lin and said lightly.

“…”

Zhan Lin gritted his teeth secretly and said nothing.

"Why don't you go and reflect on your mistakes? For... a month!"

Mr. Linghu said coldly.

"Yes, Master."

Zhan Lin's heart trembled, but he dared not say anything and left in a hurry.

"Xiao Xiaoyou, I'm sorry for making you laugh."

Mr. Linghu looked at Xiao Chen and spoke slowly.

"nothing."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"To express my apology, I will only keep the Xuanyuan Sword for two days."

Mr. Linghu thought for a moment and said.

"Haha, you said three days, so that's three days. I believe in the old man's character."

Xiao Chen smiled and said.

Because in his opinion, if the old man really had some ideas, then there seemed to be no difference between three days and two days.

So, it’s better to be generous!

"No, two days. Two days is enough."

Mr. Linghu waved his hand.

"Xiao Xiaoyou, please rest assured that the news about Xuanyuan Sword will not spread from me."

"Well, as I said before, I believe in the old gentleman's character."

Xiao Chen nodded and put the black bag in his hand on the table.

"Mr. Linghu, this is the Xuanyuan Sword."

Although he had already made some guesses, there was still a gleam of light in Mr. Linghu's old eyes.

He was very much looking forward to the Xuanyuan Sword.

He slowly reached out his hand, picked up the black bag, opened it, and took out the unsheathed Xuanyuan Sword from it.

He is a knife lover and a master of knife forging.

So, when he started, his spirit was shocked, and then his whole aura changed.

"Another great perfection of Hua Jin!"

Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched when he felt the powerful aura emanating from Mr. Linghu.

The God of Fire's expression also changed slightly. He was too strong, so strong that he could hardly even think of resisting!

Mr. Linghu held the knife in his right hand, with amazement in his eyes, and looked it up and down carefully, admiring it.

"Precious sword, precious sword!"

After a long while, he slowly said these five words.

“…”

Hearing his praise, Xiao Chen was a little speechless.

He was very expectant just now, wondering if the old man would have any insightful ideas.

What a result! It’s just a word that even an elementary school student can praise?

This is too misleading!

"Come on, let's go out and try."

Mr. Linghu said something to Xiao Chen, then strode out with his knife in hand.

Xiao Chen and Vulcan followed closely behind, including the two disciples.

Swish!

When Mr. Linghu took a step out of the door, his whole aura changed again, as if he had transformed into a sword drawn from its sheath, revealing its sharp edge!

Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched again. This old man's swordsmanship should not be inferior to the Sword God Xue Chunqiu, right?

At least, not many people can truly achieve this state of unity between man and sword.

Even he could only do it occasionally!

Immediately afterwards, a cold light burst out from Mr. Linghu's hand, making it impossible to look directly at it.

"break!"

Mr. Linghu's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already next to a big tree in the yard.

A cold light flashed, and the knife chopped down.

Swish!

With almost no pause, along the direction where the cold light flashed, one side of the tree was cut in half!

Xiao Chen's eyes widened. How... could this be possible?

He saw clearly just now that the Xuanyuan Sword did not touch the tree at all, it was just a little bit of sword light.

But even so, the tree was still cut in half.

Mr. Linghu was also a little surprised. The power of the Xuanyuan Sword was beyond his expectations.

He looked at the big tree in the yard and felt a little sad. After all, it had been many years and he had some feelings for it.

However, his heartache was soon overshadowed by excitement.

"It is indeed a precious sword. Awesome, really awesome!"

Mr. Linghu looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and spoke loudly.

“…”

Xiao Chen looked at Mr. Linghu and curled his lips.

He is now certain of one thing, that is, this old man’s Chinese should have been taught by the physical education teacher.

Otherwise, why is the vocabulary so lacking? When it comes to praising, the only words he can use are "precious sword" and "awesome", which is completely the level of a third grader!

"As expected of a forger passed down by Emperor Xuanyuan, he must be a master of forging... No, not even a master, he must be above the master!"

Mr. Linghu wiped the blade gently and spoke slowly.

"Mr. Linghu, what was that sword light just now? What happened?"

Xiao Chen hesitated and asked.

"That's a special sword-controlling technique, similar to the ancient martial arts technique, but it's specifically used for swordsmanship."

Mr. Linghu explained.

"oh."

Xiao Chen kept it in mind and was thinking about calling the old fortune teller to ask him if he had any top-level sword-wielding skills or something like that.

"Let's go back."

Mr. Linghu held the knife in his hands as if he were holding a treasure and walked inside.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded and followed behind.

"Xiao."

The Kagami, who had been silent the whole time, spoke quietly.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Chen looked at him and asked.

"That knife just now was too scary... If it were me, I would definitely not be able to dodge it."

The Fire God said in a smaller voice, very fearfully.

"Didn't the big tree fail to dodge it? Don't lose heart. One day, you will be able to dodge it."

Xiao Chen patted Vulcan's shoulder and said.

“…”

The God of Fire was speechless. How could he be compared to a big tree?

When they arrived in the room, Mr. Linghu slowly sat down.

"The God of Fire."

"Yes."

"Boil some water."

"Yes, Senior Linghu."

The Fire God nodded, snapped his fingers, and a ball of fire appeared out of thin air under the kettle.

"Your fire control skills have become more proficient."

Mr. Linghu took a look and said.

"Yeah, this is all thanks to Mr. Linghu."

The Fire God said in a flattering tone.

“…”

Xiao Chen was a little speechless. This guy used to be like this flatterer, or did he learn bad things after coming to China?

After the God of Fire controlled the flames and boiled the water, he made the flames disappear into thin air.

"Come, Xiao Xiaoyou, have some tea."

Mr. Linghu personally poured tea for Xiao Chen and placed it in front of him.

"Thank you, old man."

Xiao Chen nodded, picked it up and took a sip.

"It's agreed that you will come and pick it up in two days."

Mr. Linghu said to Xiao Chen.

"Three days."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"It's not a day away."

When Mr. Linghu heard Xiao Chen say this, he thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then three days... But I don't like to owe favors to others. When you come to get the knife, I will teach you a set of knife techniques."

"Haha, that's great. I'd like to thank Mr. Linghu first."

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Well, it's settled then."

Mr. Linghu nodded.

Xiao Chen stayed for a while and then said goodbye.

"Mr. Linghu, we are leaving first. If you have any questions, please call me anytime."

"Well, go ahead."

"Haha, we won't disturb Mr. Linghu from admiring Xuanyuan Mountain... Goodbye."

Xiao Chen smiled and left with the God of Fire.

"Are you sure you want to just leave the knife here?"

The God of Fire looked at Xiao Chen in surprise.

"What if everything goes wrong?"

"What? All hell breaks loose? Who taught you this phrase?"

Xiao Chen was stunned.

"My little secretary, I will keep it for myself as long as you have the green mountains."

The God of Fire was somewhat pleased with himself.

"Well, Vulcan, if you stay in China for another three months, I feel like you'll become an expert on China."

Xiao Chen smiled and said.

"Haha, my goal is to become a Huaxiatong."

The God of Fire became even more proud.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. What are you going to do next?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"Go back to bed."

"What? Sleep? At what time are you going to sleep?"

"Why not sleep? It's boring anyway.

“…”

Xiao Chen opened his mouth, but was speechless.

After sending Vulcan back to the company gate, he thought about it and went to the hotel.

After about twenty minutes, Xiao Chen arrived at the hotel.

"I don't know how Fairy Sister is recovering, but she should be fine now."

Xiao Chen muttered and walked into the elevator.

A few minutes later, he got out of the elevator, walked to the door and knocked.

"Little man, you're here."

The door opened, revealing Qin Lan's charming face, which was particularly attractive.

"Haha, yes, I miss Sister Lan."

Xiao Chen held Qin Lan's waist and said with a wicked smile.