Xiao Chen couldn't help but be startled when he heard what Mr. Long said.

"This incident has made you appear in front of all the masters in the ancient martial arts world with a high profile. At such an age, you can beat the Great Perfection of Anjin. Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, there are not many! You used to be very low-key and never appeared in the world.

You are on the list of geniuses, but this time, you are destined to attract the attention of all parties and step onto the list of geniuses..."

Mr. Long continued.

"The strength you have shown has made many people fearful... Many geniuses who rose to prominence when they were young died in mysterious circumstances before they could really grow up. This is why all the major forces are protecting their geniuses.

! When a genius grows up, he is a real genius, otherwise he is nothing."

"Brother Chen, what Mr. Long means, to use the words in the game, is that he was killed before he could develop..."

The waiter answered next to me.

Xiao Chen nodded, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he still thought of things too simply!

"Back then, Xue Chunqiu was in danger several times and almost died...but he survived and became a giant in the three eastern provinces!"

Mr. Long looked at Xiao Chen and smiled.

"I believe you can do it too, but just be more careful."

"Yes, I will."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Long, for reminding me."

"Second brother, it's okay. I will be with you for a while and protect you personally! I just want to see who dares to come. If they come, I will kill them directly!"

Nie Jingfeng said coldly.

"Brother, no need, I can handle it myself... Haha, if Xue Chunqiu is still alive, I will definitely be fine too."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"As the saying goes, 'The edge of a sword is sharpened,' so just think of them as whetstones."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Mr. Long's eyes flashed with relief.

"Brother, Xiao Chen is like a butterfly that has broken out of its cocoon. He can only rely on himself for everything... Besides, I am just reminding him. It does not necessarily mean that someone really wants to kill him."

When Nie Jingfeng saw what his junior brother said, he nodded and said no more about protecting Xiao Chen.

While they were chatting, Mr. Long's cell phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, then glanced at Xiao Chen with his peripheral vision, and slowly stood up.

"You guys are chatting while I go back to the room to take a call."

"Why did you answer the phone? It was so mysterious."

Nie Jingfeng curled his lips and said.

"..."

Mr. Long couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, and walked out.

After leaving the room, he pressed the answer button.

"Hey, old fortune teller, why are you worried?"

After Mr. Long answered the question, he asked with a smile.

"What's wrong with me? I'm just bored and wanted to give you a call."

The voice of an old fortune teller came from the receiver.

"Haha, really?"

Mr. Long’s smile grew even brighter.

"Then what should we talk about? About Xiao Chen?"

"Old Loach, did you do this on purpose?"

The old fortune teller was a little unhappy.

"..."

Hearing the title of fortune teller, Mr. Long twitched his lips. There were only two people in the world who called him that.

One is an old fortune teller, and the other is his old naughty senior brother!

"Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

The old fortune teller didn't bother to go around and asked questions directly.

Obviously, he was also worried about Xiao Chen, but it was difficult to call Xiao Chen, so he called Mr. Long.

"Haha, I knew...he is fine, he is here with me now."

Mr. Long chuckled and briefly told what he knew.

"Oh? Haha, I really didn't expect that this kid not only got rid of his own troubles, but also used a borrowed knife to kill people, and tricked the Asuka organization in the island country."

The old fortune teller smiled, feeling a little proud.

"As expected of me, I taught you this since childhood!"

"..."

Mr. Long was a little speechless. Who are you complimenting?

"Do Zhao Rulai and the others believe it?"

The old fortune teller asked what he had in mind.

"I guess you believe it. The fake knife is exactly the same as the real knife. Even I can't tell the difference."

Mr. Long thought for a while and nodded.

"Okay, let this kid hide this time, wait until next time... Haha, wait until he is stronger."

The old fortune teller said with a smile.

"Why, you still want to dig a hole?"

Mr. Long was speechless. This was indeed not his biological grandfather.

"Well, the sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening. This kid has been just wandering around in the world for many years. Over time, he will feel that he is very powerful... I just want him to know that his strength is not good enough in the ancient martial arts world.

Far away!"

The old fortune teller said seriously.

"He also said this just now."

Mr. Long also laughed.

"Which sentence?"

"The edge of a sword is sharpened."

"oh?"

Mr. Long briefly explained his worries.

"Haha, he is indeed the grandson of my old fortune teller... It's good that he has such thoughts, I will sharpen him."

The old fortune teller laughed.

"..."

Listening to the old fortune teller's laughter, Mr. Long felt sympathy for Xiao Chen from the bottom of his heart for some reason.

I hope he won't be tortured to death by the old fortune teller!

"Waiting for you to ask me what he plans to do next."

After the old fortune teller finished laughing, he said.

"What for? Did you dig a hole in advance?"

"No, he performed well this time. Let him take it easy for a while."

"Okay, wait until I ask."
Chapter completed!