Xiaoman pulled little brother Morishima and whispered to him.
The next day.
Xiaoman stretched his arms and yawned lazily.
She walked out of the room and bumped into the little brother who came as promised, and smiled sweetly.
"Good morning, little brother."
Seeing Xiaoman who was so full of energy, the corners of Morishima's thin mouth rose slightly.
"Good morning, my little princess."
Jiang Xiaoman blinked, then thought of yesterday's plan. The little ball rolled his eyes and said with a smile.
"Brother, let's proceed according to the plan!"
…
As planned, the two came to Master Li's residence.
What they found out was that Master Li had already gotten up and was sitting in the yard with his legs crossed, drinking!
"Master Li."
Jiang Xiaoman curled her lips into a meaningful smile and ran to Master Li's side.
But Master Li looked at her meaningfully, as if he could see through her little thoughts but refused to expose them.
There is a bit of the charm of a hermit.
Jiang Xiaoman smiled.
He didn't care at all, but pulled Master Li's arm and asked with innocent curiosity.
"Master Li, why are you drinking so early?"
Li Niu looked at Xiaoman in front of him and said with a profound look on his face.
"This is called drinking today and worrying about tomorrow when it comes."
"This wine is good stuff."
"I'm old, and my old bones depend on this wine."
Xiaoman stuck out her tongue.
At this moment, Xiaoman's eyes met with Brother Morishima's eyes.
The other party gave her a reassuring look.
And then the next second.
Several men suddenly appeared behind Morishima.
They stood up.
They all volunteered.
"Young Master, I heard that this master is proficient in Chinese martial arts. As an ancient martial arts family with a long history on this island nation, we would like to spar with this master. Perhaps this person is just seeking the pendant for his fame, or perhaps Chinese martial arts are not as great as the legends say!"
"Yes, Master, the other party is most likely a liar!"
Morishima narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Oh, a liar?"
But the old man continued to drink his wine.
Leisurely and carefree.
I just won't fall into the trap, and I act like there's nothing you can do to me.
This really angered Brother Morishima's men.
As a samurai family with a long history on the island nation, this is simply a contempt for their samurai spirit!
"Zeng——"
Suddenly, a samurai sword with a cold glow was drawn towards Master Li!
"ah--"
Master Li, who was lying on a small chair and drinking fine wine, just smiled coldly.
The next moment.
A hook of the wrist.
The wine glass in his hand bounced directly towards the man's eyebrows!
'Bang--'
The warrior who was still shouting in the last second was bleeding from the head in the next second!
"Baga!"
Li Niu looked at these island warriors coldly with a sneer in his tone.
"If you want to test whether I'm a true ancient warrior, don't bother with that! Just go to the underground dueling arena!"
"besides."
"The island nation's plum wine just doesn't taste quite as good. Get me some good sorghum wine, or something like that from China. It's so much more powerful!"
Morishima's men were stunned for a moment.
Morishima's heart suddenly trembled.
"good!"
He agreed to the challenge of a duel.
The group immediately rushed to the underground dueling arena to duel!
The drunken look in the eyes of the old man and unreliable master that Jiang Xiaozhan mentioned gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a meaningful look.
I didn't expect that the little thing around my cheap apprentice was so bold that he even dared to test him.
Humph, after retiring for so long, today he will let these brats see what a true Chinese ancient martial artist is!
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