"Fang Yan..."
The old man muttered the name for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
Ning Fan's eyes also dimmed a little.
In fact, from a rational point of view, Ning Fan also felt that this old man might not know who his mother was.
If the person who took his mother away was really from the upper city, then the person in front of him might have never been to the upper city and most likely had nothing to do with his mother.
But Ning Fan still doesn't know what role his mother plays here.
Upper City, [Key], Mother, Li Family...
What is the connection between these?
"How many locks does this [key] open?"
The old man asked again.
But it was such a simple question, but Ning Fan's heart started beating wildly.
Wait a moment!
[Key], how many locks does it open?!
Ning Fan's first reaction was that he had not yet encountered a lock that required this [key].
But on second thought, that’s not right.
A few locks...
Could it be that...
The sword coffin is locked?!
This kind of speculation made Ning Fan, who usually kept his emotions secret, look a little stiff.
"Commander-in-Chief, the old man is asking you a question."
On the side, Luo Xiu gently patted Ning Fan's thigh.
Ning Fan finally recovered from his shock and nodded slightly to Luo Xiu.
Just now, Luo Xiu also noticed that Ning Fan was in a bad mood.
At this critical moment, Ning Fan cannot make any mistakes.
"Senior, what is the lock you are talking about?"
Ning Fan asked directly.
The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Ning Fan for a long time, as if trying to determine whether Ning Fan was playing dumb.
But Ning Fan's eyes were quite clear, without any hint of probing.
"So, you don't know how to use the [Key]."
The old man sighed softly and said, "I thought you were so eager to rule the lower city because you already knew how to get to the upper city!"
To be honest, it's hard for Ning Fan not to be nervous right now.
Because the old man in front of him is very likely the one who knows the most about the [key] and how to go to the upper city among all the people he has met so far.
It can be said that Ning Fan has now met the most basic conditions for going to the upper city.
The lower city is about to be unified, and the [key] is in my hands.
What he lacks now is only a method!
How could he pass through the road where the strange beast with the strength of [Ten Thousand Souls Level] was stationed?
Ning Fan is waiting.
Waiting for the old man to solve the problem for him.
"Why should I help you?"
The old man smiled.
Ning Fan frowned slightly.
From the moment I met this old man, he has always been quite easy-going.
Kindness is radiated from head to toe.
There is even a sense of seniors supporting juniors.
But now, the old man finally revealed his true side.
Of course, Ning Fan was not caught off guard by this.
Everyone met by chance, and he didn't think that one person would help another unrelated person for no reason.
"I wonder what you need, Senior?"
Ning Fan smiled and said, "If possible, I think we can cooperate."
"Cooperation?"
The old man raised his finger and pointed in a direction: "Is it the same cooperation as you have with the other regions?"
Ning Fan understood what the old man meant.
"Of course not."
Ning Fan casually spread his hands. "Senior, if I say that the ultimate goal of what I do outside is just to get to the Upper City, and not simply to conquer as much land as possible in the Lower City, would you believe me?"
"I believe it, and I don't."
The old man laughed and said, "If you hadn't heard that there was a [Ten Thousand Souls Level] person in charge here, you probably wouldn't be sitting here chatting with me like this, calling me senior all the time, right?"
These words are already a little bit offensive.
However, Ning Fan remained quite calm in the face of the old man's harsh words.
"That's natural."
Ning Fan nodded sincerely, "But this assumption doesn't make much sense. Senior, you are indeed very powerful, and I don't have the opportunity to disrespect you, right?"
The old man stared at Ning Fan for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.
His voice continued to echo in the woods.
It even made Luo Xiu feel a little stuffy in his chest.
"Mingze, learn from others. They are the same age as you, but their character is much stronger than yours."
The old man gave the young man around him a lecture without any warning.
The young man bowed calmly: "I understand, Grandpa."
The old man looked at Ning Fan again: "At such an age, it is rare to remain calm and composed when faced with difficulties!"
"It's just that I've experienced a lot more."
Ning Fan said modestly, "I dare not mess up. Once I mess up, the people around me will lose their backbone."
“Hahaha, okay!”
The old man laughed twice again, then took the wine handed to him by the young man and took a sip alone.
"I can help you get to the city."
This sudden remark was within Ning Fan's expectations.
Ning Fan nodded gently: "Then what do I need to do for you, Senior?"
"Take him with you."
The old man pointed at the young man next to him.
Ning Fan was slightly stunned this time.
Originally, Ning Fan thought that the old man must be heading to the upper city.
Even if the young man might go, he would be with the old man.
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