Ji County, suburbs.
Song Chi and Lao Mo were walking on a path with grass on both sides. By April, the grass had sprouted green leaves.
The two of them walked slowly, and there was no one around.
Lao Mo followed Song Chi and asked, "My benefactor, why do we have to take the narrow road in the wilderness when there is a wide official road?"
"Someone is looking for trouble, give him a chance."
"Are you talking about the people following us?"
"You felt it too?"
"Yes." Lao Mo said seriously, "I only realized it after I left the city. My benefactor, you already knew it a long time ago. I am really derelict in my duty."
He was a little annoyed.
Now Lao Mo has been completely recruited by Song Chi and follows him as a bodyguard. His wife and children died tragically, and he was left alone, so he decided to follow Song Chi.
"Because I've seen him before and know his temper." Song Chi said in a low voice: "I will definitely kill him when I get a chance, and Xiaoqing will also help."
"Yes." Lao Mo nodded, with murderous intent in his eyes.
He used to be a killer, but retired after having a wife and children. Now he has no worries, and staying with Song Chi is not so much a way of repaying a favor as it is to make his life meaningful.
"Come out." Song Chi shouted behind him.
Wu Wenhui, wearing a brown robe, walked out from behind a tree. It was obvious that there was a lot of dust on his robe and there were many stains on his face.
After receiving the order, he set out immediately, traveling day and night, almost without stopping, from the capital to Ji County.
He knew how important this matter was, and the only one who could stop it at the moment was Song Chi.
Wu Wenhui walked straight up to Song Chi and said, "It's only been two months since we last met, but I feel like you've grown up a lot, young master."
"Only two months?"
Song Chi said calmly, "So much has happened in these two months. For me, every day feels like a year. I must grow up, otherwise I will die."
"Young Master, you are too kind. Your father is the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. Who would dare to take your life?"
"Yeah?"
Song Chi asked sarcastically, "Then why did you come to see me?"
"Why."
Wu Wenhui sighed deeply, "I should have taken you away by force back then, and you wouldn't have been taken advantage of. Feng Yuan is backed by Lu Taiyuan, the master's sworn enemy... Young Master, you've gotten yourself into big trouble this time."
"Tell me, what trouble have I gotten into?" Song Chi suppressed his anger. What he couldn't stand the most was Wu Wenhui's preaching tone.
"You are being used by others. They want to deal with the master and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The things you found are all fabricated. You can't let Feng Yuan pass things that are detrimental to the master into the hands of those people."
Wu Wenhui said seriously, "The master really values your talent, young master. As long as you turn back in time, the master will forgive you, and you will have a share of the Song family's wealth."
"What did you say?" Song Chi seemed to have misheard.
"As long as you can turn back in time, the master will forgive you."
Wu Wenhui said, "The master asked you to stop Feng Yuan. After all, this is the trouble you caused."
"Do I have a share of the Song family's wealth?"
Song Chi laughed. "I really can't stand the idea of him squandering the people's wealth. I'll say this one last time. I've severed ties with him a long time ago, and I have nothing to do with the Song family."
Wu Wenhui narrowed his eyes.
"Young Master, do you know what you are saying? You gave up your father, the Prime Minister. If you were willing to return to the Song Mansion, you wouldn't have to work so hard. The son of the Prime Minister is working as a legal advisor..."
"Shut up!"
Song Chi interrupted directly, "What you said makes me feel sick. I don't want to hear you, an old dog, barking anymore."
"Master, are you going to insist on having your own way? Why are you going against the master? You know the master hates disobedient sons the most."
"Shut up!"
Song Chi shouted angrily: "Don't talk to me in that tone! I'm really disgusting."
Wu Wenhui's expression changed, and he sighed deeply, "Master, have you really thought it through?"
"I've made up my mind, what can you do?"
Song Chi asked, "Are you ready to take action? I know what Song Shiwen will say to you. If that rebellious son doesn't come back, kill him. I won't let a rebellious son who opposes me grow up."
Wu Wenhui didn't say anything, but his eyes fluctuated slightly.
Song Chi knew that he had guessed correctly.
"If the young master is still unwilling to go back with me this time, then this old servant will have no choice but to take action." Wu Wenhui said calmly, his dead fish eyes staring at Song Chi, making Song Chi immediately feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.
He guessed correctly. This old dog did have some martial arts skills, and they were probably quite good.
"I haven't seen you for two months, young master. You already have a guard around you, but he can't protect you."
Wu Wenhui's hunched back straightened up, and his robe seemed to move without wind at this moment, his temperament was completely different.
His eyes fell on Lao Mo, "Because I am already a half-step master, and he is just a first-rate master."
"Half-step Grandmaster!"
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Lao Mo's eyes.
Song Chi's expression also changed.
He already knew that people who practiced martial arts were divided into different levels according to their own strength, namely, third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate.
Above this is the Grandmaster.
Those who are called grandmasters are masters of martial arts and have founded their own schools. Each of these masters is famous and rare.
Wu Wenhui is not a master, but he is a half-step master, so he can see through Lao Mo's background.
"He was the one who killed Four Fingers that day, right?"
Song Chi narrowed his eyes slightly. Wu Wenhui actually knew the existence of Four Fingers, and Four Fingers was Zhang Wu.
The Han family obeyed Song Shiwen's orders, so they naturally knew the details.
"Four Fingers is nothing compared to the killers in Hongxiufang." Wu Wenhui spoke confidently.
This guy has two faces.
"This world is far more complicated than you imagine, young master... You've been exploited and are already in deep trouble. Without my protection, you'll be unable to move forward, or even die. I ask you again, have you truly thought this through?"
"Shut up, old dog."
Song Chi gritted his teeth and said, "That day at the Ning'an Prefecture Post, you whipped me. I swore at that time that I would kill you, old dog."
"As long as you can stop Feng Yuan from dealing with the master, even if it means taking my life, it will only take a word from you."
"You are such a faithful old dog."
Song Chi sneered and cursed. He had thought that Xiaoqing and Lao Mo could kill Wu Wenhui together, but he didn't expect that this old dog was actually a half-step master. It would be difficult to kill him.
"It seems that you are truly stubborn and unrepentant. If that's the case, I cannot let you go. I will not allow a rebellious son to grow up, and I will not allow anyone who can threaten me to exist."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his arm and slapped Song Chi.
At this moment, Lao Mo, who was beside Song Chi, stepped forward and also struck out with a palm.
The two palms met, Lao Mo retreated violently, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but Wu Wenhui did not move at all.
Lao Mo was injured with just one palm strike. This half-step grandmaster was truly terrifying.
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