Hearing his tone, he seemed to be somewhat expectant. He led Hong's "Sect" back to China, which may cause a storm of the domestic martial arts hidden "Sect". Would the old instructor not be worried at all?

"Senior, aren't you worried?"

Su Han couldn't help but say, "Hong's Sect has been overseas for a hundred years after all, and then..."

"The past has passed long ago. What era is it now?"

The old instructor squinted his eyes, "The things back then were very complicated. There was indeed something wrong with Hong's "Sect", but it was more of an individual than the entire Hong's "Sect". Do you understand what I mean?"

Su Han nodded, and he had heard Hong Yidao say it too.

Back then, it was because some people made mistakes for their own personal gain, and the entire Hongmen was punished.

After a hundred years, all the people at that time have turned into loess, so what else can I say?

What's more, Su Han is the leader of the Hong Sect now, and has nothing to do with the Hong family at that time, especially Su Han's identity is the disciple of the old Taoist. How could the old instructor be worried?

"You can arrange this matter yourself. Of course, no matter what the situation is, don't cross the line, otherwise even if you are the disciple of the old Taoist, I will still deal with you."

The old instructor got a vaccination in advance, even if he knew in his heart that people like Su Han would definitely not do such things.

"I understand. With the words of senior, I feel more at ease."

Su Han is a smart person and can hear the meaning of the old instructor.

"Okay, don't stand there, just move your chopsticks." The old instructor poured Su Han a glass of wine, "I have been hiding this wine for many years, and my master has not discovered it. When he is not here, take it out and drink it."

Su Han was amused and crying. It seemed that the image of his master, the old drunkard, made the old instructor unable to guard against it!

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fish and tasted it, and couldn't help but smack his lips: "Senior, you have such a good craft!"

The fish tastes delicious and fresh, melts in the mouth, and is very delicate. Unexpectedly, the old instructor, such a martial arts master, has such a skillful cooking skill.

Seeing Su Han's face full of surprise, the old instructor laughed smugly: "I learned this trick from the army's chefs when I was fighting back then. I haven't lost it for so many years."

For him, those years were unforgettable for his whole life. This pot of fish made him often hear the things of the past, and he was deeply impressed.

"Don't say, if you hadn't come today, I wouldn't have had such a blessing."

Jiang Long also joked, and while saying, he was not polite at all, "I have to eat more today and go back to show off to my senior brother."

All three of them couldn't help laughing.

While they were talking about what happened overseas, Su Han also gained a lot. At least he knew what his future path would be like.

The old instructor drank a few drinks, but Jiang Long followed the rules and wanted to drive without getting drunk.

This wine is indeed good. Su Han could feel it after just drinking a glass of wine. It was definitely a treasure: "If my master knew that my senior had this good wine, he would probably not be able to help it."

The old instructor laughed, and a light flashed in his eyes: "I don't know what kind of virtue your master is?"

Su Han could only shake his head and said nothing else to him as his master. He was just an old drunkard, but he didn't know where he went now.

He didn't stay for a long time, and he had enough food and food, so he said goodbye to the old instructor.

Since he received the permission of the old instructor, Su Hanxin was even more confident. The matter of Hong's return to the country can be handled as soon as possible.

"Jiang Long, please send Su Han back. In addition, Kyoto will give you some trouble to those who are not eyed." The old instructor ordered that he was not worried that Su Han would suffer, but that those who are not eyed would anger Su Han and make things boring. Don't "do it" so that he would have to wipe his butt in the end.

"yes."

Jiang Long took Su Han away from Xiaozhu in the middle of the lake.

The old instructor was still sitting there, eating delicious fish, drinking wine, squinting his eyes, and smiling very cunningly: "Come out, I really don't know what you are hiding, your apprentice can hide too."

There was a crisp sound, and a Taoist, who was not tall, stepped out of it.

He didn't look as fairy-like as a so-called master, but he looked a little funny. His long hair was tied up, his hairpin was inserted into his long white hair, and the white beard on both sides of his mouth and lips were even more attached to his chest.

At first glance, I looked like an old naughty boy!

"If this kid sees me now, he will be annoyed to death if he has to ask all kinds of questions."

The old Taoist laughed, and without even looking at the old instructor, he snatched the precious wine from his hand and poured it into his mouth, "You old guy, you have this good thing, you have been hiding for so many years. You are not kind!"

The old instructor looked helpless. It would be impossible to pour a glass of his own wine for himself?

"Then he is your apprentice after all. You, a master, will you not ask about so many things to him?" The old instructor looked at his empty cup and couldn't help but slam the table, "Pour another cup for me!"

The old Taoist ignored it and poured the wine into the gourd at his waist, leaving no drop left.

"If I hadn't had no alcohol, I wouldn't have been lazy to come back. What's the point of this world?"

The old Taoist's eyes flashed, and he stared at the old instructor and said, "Su Han is talented, but he didn't expect to break through to the realm of God Transformation so quickly, and even control Feng Shui and Earth Art. He is worthy of being my old Taoist's apprentice."

His face was full of pride, with a hint of pride.

"What about his father?" the old instructor was fun.

“It’s much stronger.”

The old Taoist did not hesitate at all, "If his father knew that Su Han was so outstanding now, he would probably be unable to help but come back from Kunlun. Hahaha, I'll go back and talk to him and make him happy."

“Things of that year…”

"Wait until Su Han 'did it's clear by himself, this is also a process." The old Taoist said lightly. He poured a sip of wine into his mouth and narrowed his eyes happily, "When the time is ripe, everything will be clear."

Hearing the old Taoist say this, the old instructor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What do you mean is that Su Han will also go to Kunlun in the future?"

The old Taoist did not answer, but his eyes were deep, as if he had penetrated the space and could see the future.

"Although this world is good, it cannot keep the real hero."

After saying that, he stopped talking, shaking the wine gourd, and a swaying sound came from inside, and he was slightly dissatisfied: "It's rare to come out, but it's not full. It's true that next time there is good wine, I'll leave me, I'll leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist disappeared, coming and going like the wind.

The old instructor smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This old guy is still the same temper as the old naughty boy back then."

He narrowed his eyes, put down his chopsticks, thinking in his mind what the old Taoist just said.

"Yes, this world is the best, but the real heroes cannot be retained. Those ordinary people are still planning for their own personal desires, but the real heroes are already at the forefront."

He shook his head and smiled and said, "It will be very interesting anyway."
Chapter completed!