Li Chun didn't care about these details. He had already seen the performance of mother and son.

Regarding Mrs. Li's worry that Chen Yang would steal his son's inheritance, he was very clear-minded. Would he not know what his son was?

Even if all these things are gone, it won't change his view of his son.

The most important thing now is to save the family business. As for other things, Li Chun is too lazy to take care of it.

After the family banquet, Li Chun sent away his wife and son, leaving only Chen Yang alone.

"Master Chen Xian, what do you think of the old Taoist's abilities?"

Li Chun still couldn't help but ask, if the old Taoist is really capable, how much money will he spend to keep him? If he is not capable, then he should be sent away as soon as possible to avoid missing his own affairs.

Chen Yang spoke slowly and said: "This person doesn't have much ability, but the skills he performed before made me very curious, so I asked you to stay with him for one night. I will go and meet him tonight."

"In that case, I won't ask any more questions."

Hearing this, Li Chun also laughed.

After bidding farewell to Chen Yang, Li Chun repeatedly told the servants in the mansion that they were strictly prohibited from disturbing Lao Dao and Chen Yang.

It's quiet at night.

Chen Yang quietly sneaked into the small courtyard where Lao Dao lived.

The old Taoist did not stay in the guest room to rest, but sat cross-legged by the pond in the small courtyard, running a technique that Chen Yang had never seen before.

Chen Yang suppressed the aura on his body and was not noticed by the old Taoist.

He secretly came to Lao Dao's side and saw that his eyes were closed and his face was a little ugly, as if he was undergoing some kind of torture.

This surprised Chen Yang.

Generally speaking, no matter whether it is a decent person or a demonic person, when running the exercises, it is a cleansing of the spiritual energy in the body, which should produce a feeling of transparency and ease.

Chen Yang saw the veins popping up on Lao Dao's forehead, and the spiritual power in his body not only failed to circulate, but instead gathered towards a certain location in his abdomen.

"What kind of skills do you practice?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but ask.

"who!"

The old Taoist exclaimed, immediately stopped running the technique and stood up.

After looking around, he saw Chen Yang standing next to him with a faint smile on his face, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"So it's the young master, why did he come to the old man without saying anything?"

The old Taoist coughed lightly, stood with his hands behind his hands and said.

Chen Yang was too lazy to be polite to him and said bluntly: "You are a practitioner in the outdoor realm. What kind of magic skills do you practice?"

"What do you mean?"

When the old Taoist heard this, he immediately became alert and kept looking at Chen Yang.

"Could it be that you are also a practitioner?"

The old Taoist couldn't feel a trace of stranger's breath from Chen Yang, so he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although his spiritual consciousness has not yet condensed, he still has the ability to distinguish between mortals. As long as he is a living person, there will always be some aura released from his body, but the young man in front of him is like a dead corpse, with no aura leaking out. It is really weird.

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Chen Yang didn't say anything, he just took out a long sword from his storage bag and swung it out.

A white rainbow glowed from the long sword, and it slashed at a huge boulder beside Lao Dao.
Chapter completed!