"grandfather?"

"Maybe you?"

Although the woman in front of her had fair skin and handsome face, she gave Lu Ziming the feeling that she was completely different from those urban women who were dressed like canary in daily life.

This woman has an inexplicable temperament.

It is a kind of heroic spirit that only those who practice martial arts will possess.

Of course, this temperament is not something that any warrior can possess.

It is only after the state of depth reaches a certain level and emits from the inside out.

"Niece Zhang Zixi, I have met Uncle Lu."

Zhang Zixi clasped her fists and saluted slightly at Lu Ziming.

Lu Ziming was shocked: "It turned out to be Zixi. I didn't expect that it was so big. Moreover, your realm is probably only one step away from your grandfather, right?"

"It seems that the rumors are true."

"In the future, I will have a successor to Jiangbei martial arts."

Lu Ziming sighed slightly.

He had heard of Zhang Jiuling's granddaughter in front of him.

Twenty years ago, Lu Ziming heard that the Zhang family had produced a martial arts genius.

However, Lu Ziming didn't care, because his son Lu Hua was also excellent and was selected into the Yanxia Martial Arts Excellent Talent Training Program early.

Later, his son's cultivation level improved and successfully became the key target of the Martial God Temple.

As for Zhang Jiuling's granddaughter, it disappeared without news.

Now it seems that for so many years, this girl has been following Zhang Jiuling for cultivation.

"Why..."

"If I had asked my son to cultivate his mind and character like her, instead of choosing to become famous early, I would probably not have been accused of the killer, nor would I have ended up with my Lu family today."

Seeing Zhang Zixi, Lu Ziming couldn't help but feel a little painful.

If his son is still alive, he will probably be as big as the girl in front of him.

In the past, Lu Ziming only hated Ye Fan, and his human nature was destroyed and he killed him.

But now, after self-reflection, he feels that he also has a great responsibility.

If he hadn't made Lu Hua famous early, then Lu Hua wouldn't have developed such a arrogant and lawless personality.

Rather than saying that Ye Fan caused the tragedy of the Lu family, this is more inevitable of Lu Hua's character.

Even without Ye Fan, Lu Hua's style of conduct would sooner or later offend others.

While sighing in his heart, Zhang Zixi had already led Lu Ziming to a ancestral hall in the mansion.

There is sandalwood lingering in the ancestral hall.

In the middle, there is a tablet for the heads of the Zhang family for generations.

Before the tablet, an old man with white hair was wearing a gray robe, sitting cross-legged on a bamboo mat, with his eyes tightly resting.

"Old man, it's really not easy to meet you."

“I waited outside for almost a day and a night.”

Seeing the old man in front of him, Lu Ziming said with a little dissatisfaction.

I think that the Lu family was the most wealthy family in Jiangbei back then, and his father, Lu Songliang, was even named Grandmaster.

Although he was beaten up by Ye Fan, he was once brilliant after all, and his father had a great relationship with Zhang Jiuling.

I thought I would be able to see this old man Zhang easily this time.

But who would have thought that he would have lost such a lot of effort.

"The head of the Lu family should know that two years ago, I had decided to wash my hands and completely withdraw from the martial arts world."

"From now on, my Jiangbei Zhang family has no relationship with the martial arts world anymore."

"So, Master Lu, why do you come to me?"

"Even if I see me, I won't help you." Zhang Jiuling said slowly in a deep voice with his back to Lu Ziming.

From beginning to end, those closed eyes never opened.

"It's not a business in the martial arts world." Lu Ziming explained.

"If it was a secular world, there was no need to find me. Zijiang took care of all the affairs of the Zhang family. I no longer asked about the Zhang family's affairs decades ago."

"If you have any, go and talk to him."

Zhang Zijiang is the current head of the Zhang family.

All matters of the Zhang family are basically decided by Zhang Zijiang alone.

But Lu Ziming shook his head and said, "Old Master Zhang, the Zhang family, except you, may not be able to make any decisions about what I said today."

"Not only do not have the qualifications, but also the courage."

When Lu Ziming said this, Zhang Zixi's beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

She was a little curious.

What a great thing is that only grandpa can make the decision, and no one else is qualified?

"The head of the Lu family respects me."

"I am alone now. I am neither the head of the Zhang family nor have I stepped down as the president of the Martial Arts Association."

"No power, no resources."

"The only one is the size of the place in front of you."

"I am a silly old guy, no longer useful."

"So, please go back, head of the Lu family."

Zhang Jiuling didn't seem to want to know Lu Ziming's purpose.

Actually, there is no need to know.

He had decided to retreat, leave the chaotic world, and leave the sinister martial arts world.

Since he has decided to stay away, why should he pay attention to the outside world?

But Lu Ziming had no intention of leaving, but said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhang, do you really think that you can retreat from this martial arts world with just one word of gold medal washing your hands?"

"You have no resources and are not in power, you are a commoner. But don't forget that you still have strength."

"Now the Lu family has fallen. If the martial arts forces outside are involved in Jiangbei, the first person they have to deal with is the Zhang family."

"You want to retreat, but can you really retreat?"

Lu Ziming spoke fiercely, and for a moment, the atmosphere of this world suddenly became solemn.

There was silent everywhere, only the surrounding grass and trees swung in the wind.

After a long silence, Zhang Jiuling sighed.

"Yes, Master Lu, you're right."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop."

"The most powerful people on the list of the sky that year were all under the struggle of martial arts forces."

"Not to mention me, an old man who is not even a ban on a title?"

"Tell me, who is going to get involved in the land of Jiangbei."

"You can tell him that my Zhang family has no intention of fighting for power with him."

"If he wants to take charge of Jiangbei, he will be the co-lord of Jiangbei martial arts, I, Zhang Jiuling, will never interfere."

"If he is still worried, he insists on getting rid of me to prevent future troubles. Then tell him to wait for me in the West Lake."

"Brother Song Liang stained the West Lake by blood. If I, Zhang Jiuling, unfortunately, had my body buried in the West Lake, I could have met my old friend in the spring."

Zhang Jiuling said calmly, his gentle words were like a pool of water in a flat lake.

Even death became so ordinary in his mouth.

Yes, for centenarians like Zhang Jiuling, they have seen too many people with sinister hearts and disputes of interests.

When the world is clear, life and death seem too common.

So much so that when Zhang Jiuling said these words, his old eyes still did not open, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all.

"Grandpa, you can't die."

"This battle will be accepted by your granddaughter!"

"In recent years, my granddaughter's Nine Swords of West Lake have reached the level of perfection. Even if he is a powerful master, his granddaughter still has the power to fight!"
To be continued...