Seeing Su Fuyun and his entourage getting closer and closer, and not bothering to listen to her weird words, Sang Ying turned around and planned to leave from the other side.

But the other party obviously didn't have this self-awareness, so he called Sang Ying from afar: "Junior sister, junior sister Sang Ying!"

She made a lot of noise, and people were constantly disturbed by the sound and cast doubtful glances towards her.

Sang Ying simply refused to leave and stopped beside the old man with the white beard to wait for them.

The old man looked at Su Fuyun and his party, then at Sang Ying: "My little Taoist friend, are you in trouble?"

The teasing in his eyes was so obvious that it was difficult for Sang Ying to ignore it.

"It's not that much trouble, it's just that we encountered a group of blood-sucking insects, which was very annoying." Sang Ying replied with a smile.

"This is easy to handle!" Whitebeard knocked on his tobacco pot casually, his little eyes full of shrewdness, "My little Taoist friend, this gift has been sent to my heart, and today I will help my little Taoist friend!"

Sang Ying raised her eyebrows, with a little more interest in her eyes.

She really wanted to see how this boat guild could help her.

While speaking, Su Fuyun had already walked quickly to Sang Ying's side. Because she had run a few steps, a faint blush appeared on her face, making her look even more pretty and innocent.

But what she said made Sang Ying even more annoyed when she heard it in her ears: "Junior sister, why are you walking so fast? You disappeared as soon as I turned around. Senior sister originally wanted to follow you to Haizhou City. Ah.

, is this the friend you just met?"

The latter sentence was naturally said by Su Fuyun to the old man with the white beard.

Sang Ying looked at her coldly: "It seems that I have never promised to leave with my senior sister. Besides, I am only here with a sword, and my senior sister is also a swordsman. Wouldn't it be easy to catch up with a sword?"

Su Fuyun paused, not knowing how to answer.

It would be easy for other sword cultivators to catch up with Sang Ying, but she is just a sword cultivator in name only, and the sword in her waist is just a decoration. How can someone like Sang Ying use her sword to follow her heart?

It's just that she doesn't speak, so naturally someone is willing to come out and explain it to her.

Zhao Yunhe immediately stood up and stood in front of Su Fuyun. Looking at Sang Ying's expression, he was a little wary: "Of course Miss Fuyun is waiting for us."

His chin was slightly raised, and he didn't know what he was proud of.

There were people who helped Su Fuyun speak, and naturally there were also people who spoke for Sang Ying.

The old man with a white beard watched the show for a while, and then took the initiative to join the battle. He choked out and said: "Hey, you are very proud to let a person in the foundation-building stage wait for you, a person in the golden elixir stage! Why, Yujian can't fly at the foundation-building stage?

Monk, are you proud?"

The old man is a person with a bad temper. If it weren't for that box of Enlightenment Tea, not even Sang Ying would be able to get a few kind words from him.

Now that this person is in a good mood, he is naturally very sharp and mean when he attacks others.

For a man like Zhao Yunhe who was born as a proud man, even his own master never spoke of him in such a tone. He immediately blushed with anger: "You are telling lies!"

"Hey, are you going to attack my old man? Then hurry up. After you beat me, I can call the city guards. Maybe I can see you driven out of Haizhou City!" The white-bearded old man also went out of his way to

He moved his face closer to Zhao Yunhe's hand, full of confidence.

Zhao Yunhe wanted to fight, but he still remembered his master's instructions. In the end, he could only put down his hand angrily and endured his anger.

Su Fuyun on the side also hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Senior, please don't misunderstand. Brother Zhao just made the mistake out of impatience. He definitely has no intention of fighting with you. Please don't argue with him."

Whitebeard was still smiling: "Of course I won't argue with an idiot."

"I advise you to be careful with what you say!" Zhao Yunhe could see that the man in front of him had a mediocre appearance and his clothes were no different from ordinary people. He probably wasn't a monk at all, he was just trying to make a living on the beach at most.

If it were another monk who was dealing with what happened today, Zhao Yunhe would naturally not have such a bad temper. But it happened that he was standing up for his sweetheart, and the other person seemed to be an ordinary person with no ability.

Zhao Yunhe lost his caution and dared to threaten people.

The old man with the white beard snorted coldly and looked at him without saying a word.

Su Fuyun grabbed Zhao Yunhe and advised him softly: "Brother Zhao, we'd better be careful when we go out and don't get into conflicts with others."

Zhao Yunhe didn't take it seriously at all: "Don't worry, Fuyun, this man is just a mortal, it doesn't matter if he offends him."

Although the two of them kept their voices low, they were all monks present, so it was impossible to miss their conversation.

Hearing Zhao Yunhe's words "just a mortal", although White Beard had no reaction, Sang Ying smiled quietly.

Even if she doesn't take action this time, I'm afraid Zhao Yunhe won't even want to go to Shuojin Island.

There was no need to continue watching this drama. Sang Ying said goodbye to Whitebeard again and quickly turned around and left the dock.

Seeing that Sang Ying was about to leave, Su Fuyun tried to catch up with her. However, before taking two steps, Zhao Yunhe pulled her back: "Miss Fuyun, that junior sister of yours clearly doesn't take you to heart, why are you still looking for her?"

What to do? We have this time, why don’t we go find the captain of the Golden Summit."

The so-called Golden Summit is naturally the ship that can travel between Shuojin Island and Haizhou City.

After hearing what Zhao Yunhe said, Su Fuyun was so angry. In order to find the boatman today, she also specifically advised Zhao Yunhe not to bring Gu Hongyi, for fear that if the eldest lady didn't get her way, she would be killed.

People have been offended.

But I didn't expect that Zhao Yunhe was also a fool. He didn't even notice that the sail of the boat the white-bearded old man was sitting on was golden!

What is this if it’s not the Golden Summit?!

Su Fuyun saw that Sang Ying and White Beard seemed to have a good relationship. He wanted to get to know each other through Sang Ying, but he didn't expect that everything was ruined by Zhao Yunhe!

The white-bearded shipmaster also took the opportunity to ask: "Who are here to see the Golden Summit?"

Su Fuyun's heart tightened, and he immediately showed a smile and said flatteringly: "Yes, senior, have you ever heard of the Golden Summit?"

Although they offended each other, this person shouldn't be so stingy, right? Su Fuyun thought secretly.

Whitebeard smiled at them: "Of course I haven't heard of it!"

Su Fuyun's heart suddenly sank. She knew that the other party might have completely forgotten them.

Zhao Yunhe also looked disdainful after hearing the shipmaster's answer: "Fuyun, what's the use of asking this man? How could he know about a treasure ship like the Golden Summit? Let's look elsewhere."

Also, in the minds of people like Zhao Yunhe, how could the Jinding be huddled in a small ferry, nestled with those large and small ships?

Su Fuyun was quickly pulled away by Zhao Yunhe, and the old man with the white beard was left far behind them.

She secretly sighed in her heart. Although Zhao Yunhe treated him well, the chess piece seemed useless. She needed to find a new chess piece quickly!


Chapter completed!