The friends of the nameless general Zhonghua Pavilion gathered together and said to them, "There are some money on the table. If you take it, go your separate ways."

"Master, I will not leave you!" Guihu said in a hoarse voice.

Wuming nodded to him with a smile, turned to another friend and said, "This time, the elites from the entire Tianmen have arrived, so the Zhonghua Pavilion is in danger, but I don't want you to die here for nothing. Please leave quickly with your money."

When everyone heard this, many people looked up at Wuming. Most of these guys had no place to stay in the world and came to Zhonghua Pavilion to take in by Wuming.

Now that the Zhonghua Pavilion is in danger, it is indeed wrong for them to leave, but they don’t have the courage to fight against Tianmen. Their fight in the martial arts world had already worn out their spirits. If it weren’t for this, how could they come to Zhonghua Pavilion to be a friend?

But when they looked at the money on the table, many people hesitated. Wuming treated them so sincerely, but they couldn't bear to leave.

"Damn it! If it weren't for the boss' care for so many years, my enemy would have stripped me of the skin and bones. Now I will give my life back to the boss!" The man who spoke was a big and thick man.

Back then, he made a big name in the world, but the enemy he offended was even more powerful and almost killed. In the end, he could only ask Wuming to take him in and became a friend in the Zhonghua Pavilion.

Wuming was still very pleased to hear the man say this. He was about to speak and an old man walked out of the guy.

"Wu Ming Hero, I have no shame to ask for money, but the old man still has a grandson to support him, so I really don't dare to die. I hope you forgive me." The old man still has a child next to him, and he pulled the child to kowtow to Wu Ming three times.

"It's okay, I've been fortunate for so many years. I'm holding the money, don't you owe me anything." Wuming waved his hand and took the silver and put it in the old man's arms.

"Wuwuwu...Thank you Wuming Hero!" When the old man took the money, he put a ball of paper into Wuming's hand without any trace.

Seeing that the rest of the people took the lead, they kowtowed Wuming with the dumplings and turned around and left.

In addition to the big and thick man, there was also a young guy who did not leave.

"Why don't you leave?" Wuming felt really uncomfortable when he saw everyone leaving, but seeing a young man who had not left, he asked a little surprised.

"Zhonghua Pavilion is my home. Where can I go after leaving this place?" the young man said firmly.

"Hahaha, you guy is pretty, much better than those bad-hearted things!" said the big and thick man patted him.

The guy was grinning when he was slapped by the man, and Bu Tian, ​​who had been standing behind Wuming, also smiled kindly at the guy.

"Okay, since you two want to stay, then be prepared for death." Wuming said to the two of them with some emotion.

"Don't worry, boss!" The man didn't care at all about this.

The guy's eyes rolled, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old man left Zhonghua Pavilion with his depressed grandson. He glanced at his grandson and said angrily, "You unscrupulous little bastard! Why are you stinking with me?"

The grandson lowered his head and didn't say anything. The old man was so angry that he slapped his grandson hard on the head.

"If it weren't for you! What would it be like to give the old man's life to Wuming!"

"Grandpa, shouldn't we behave like the word "Yi" in the world?" Grandson couldn't help asking in the end.

"Don't you go! This bastard who is so damn heart taught you!" the old man said angrily.

"I heard what Mr. Storyteller said." Seeing that his grandfather was really angry, the grandson quickly told the truth.

"In the future, don't listen to some bad things. People who live in the world are concerned with the world! It's not about fighting and killing!" The old man said, twisting his grandson's ear, "Remember whether you have any!"

"Remember!" grandson whispered with his head down.

The old man threw the money to his grandson, "There is a town ten miles away. You can live there first. Grandpa has something to do."

"Oh." The grandson dared not disobey his grandfather's intentions.

Looking at Thirteenth and Si's grandson who was always snot, the old man said angrily, "Wipe your snot!"

"I'm crying in the green dragon!" said grandson deliberately teasing grandpa.

The old man gave him a thunder and wiped his snot clean.

"You must be honest in life, and the same is true for doing things! Do you know how to do it?" The old man looked at his grandson with some disgust.

"I know!" Grandson ran forward with a smile, "Grandpa, I'll buy you a pot of your favorite bamboo leaf green for you."

"Just buy the cheapest one, and you can keep the remaining money for you to marry a wife." The old man shouted to his grandson's back.

"I know!" As the grandson's back disappeared, the old man who had been hunched up his back.

Wuming in the Chinese Pavilion opened the ball of paper in his hand when there was no one, and frowned after reading it.

"Boss, your lunch is ready. Lord Guihu asked me to deliver it to you." The young man's voice rang.

"Okay." Wuming's fingers shook slightly, and the paper ball turned into powder. "Send it in."

The guy walked in and thoughtfully put the meal and a pot of wine on the table, then turned around and left.

"Come on, sit down and have something with me." Wuming said to the young man.

"How dare I be with you?" The young man quickly refused.

"To this day, if you can stay, I am Wuming's friend. What's the point of being embarrassed about?" Wuming smiled and pointed at the seat, signaling him to sit down.

The guy hesitated for a moment and finally had to sit down.

Wuming was not good at speaking, and the two sat face to face and didn't know what to say.

"Boss, try this dish that Lord Guihu just made." The guy said with a hint of embarrassment when he saw the scene.

"Okay." Wuming nodded, picked up the dishes and put them in his mouth.

The old man sent his grandson away, but did not return to Zhonghua Pavilion, but walked towards the place where Tianmen gathered.

"Oh, Old Man Sun, have you settled your grandson?" A woman's voice rang.

Like him, the woman also came out of the Zhonghua Pavilion. However, she didn't expect to meet her here.

"Rouge Knife, why don't you go to see your mistress here for doing?" the old man said angrily.

"I've seen it, of course I'm here to pay the bill now!" Yanzhidao said with a smile. "You old grandson is willing to sacrifice your grandson? Since you are here too."

"Of course I can't bear to give up, but the old man doesn't like to owe others favors." Old Sun said seriously, "You have to be honest in life and work!"

There are still many people coming on the way, all of whom are from the Zhonghua Pavilion. After solving their concerns,
Chapter completed!