C67 Meet the Person

However, Hsiao Hee didn't know that the place where Yaolyi was smart was still at.

The old man in the room obviously didn't want to eat Yaolyi's cute act, so he once again rejected Yaolyi with a stern face.

"Nonsense, do you think that anyone can casually enter this courtyard?"

The old man's voice was like a loud bell that echoed within the courtyard, "This old man doesn't want to implicate others. Let him leave!"

"Foster father …"

Hearing Yaolyi acting coquettishly in the room, Hsiao Hee couldn't help but feel scared.

It turned out that every woman had her other side.

Hsiao Hee suddenly thought, if Su Yun grabbed him to act like a spoiled child, what kind of immortal feeling would it be?

Even if he was the Immortal Emperor, he would probably fall, right?

Just thinking about it made Hsiao Hee's entire body go limp.

"If you enter later, be sure to pay attention to your words. The Dragon King's temper isn't that good."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but remind Hsiao Hee in a kind voice when he saw him standing there in a daze.

Hearing that, Hsiao Hee was slightly stunned and could not help but smile. He already knew what kind of weird temper this dragon had.

"You know that I have a bad temper and you still dare to disobey my orders? "Wiesen, you also want to disobey this old man!"

That old voice resounded in the courtyard.

The middle-aged man's voice was pitifully soft, almost to Hsiao Hee's ear. He didn't know how the old man heard it.

The middle-aged man's face turned pale and he kneeled to the ground without a word of explanation.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Hsiao Hee twitched his mouth. Since the situation wasn't looking good, he could come back another day.

As he thought about this, he turned around and prepared to take his leave.

"Foster father!" Let him come in and try! He's really strong! "

Yaolyi panicked when she saw Hsiao Hee actually run away. "Father, I beg of you, if it doesn't work this time, I promise I will never ask for a doctor again, ok?"

"No need, let him go."

The old man sighed, "Yaolyi, I know what you and Wiesen are scheming. Don't underestimate me, you are still useless children in my eyes."

"Foster father, I know that I can't hide anything from you, but so many of your descendants are looking forward to your recovery. Even Grandpa Hu specifically called to inquire about your recovery. "

Yaolyi's eyes darkened. "How am I supposed to explain it to them if you refuse the treatment now?"

"An explanation?" Bullshit! This old man has never let down anyone in his life, and this old man's life of sitting straight is even more worthy of his country! "

The old man seemed to be affected by Yaolyi's words and was slightly agitated. However, compared to the start, his tongue had become a lot softer.

Looking at Yaolyi's gradually reddening eyes, the old man could not bear to continue. He could only let out a long sigh.

Hsiao Hee did not pay attention to the two people in the room. Since he was rejected, it was not good for him to stay here any longer.

However, just as he was passing by a distant place …

The slovenly old man, who was lying on the bamboo chair, had at some point taken the tattered book away from his face and was lying there, staring at Hsiao Hee.

"Young man, you are extraordinary."

Hsiao Hee stopped walking and turned his head with a smile.

"You too, it's quite a fluke to have such a level of mastery in the mundane world."

For a moment, Hsiao Hee and the old man looked at each other. The old man's eyes, which were originally calm and emotionless, slightly trembled.

This kid, I can't see through him!

But he clearly saw me through!

The old man looked at Hsiao Hee with uncertainty as a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

Hsiao Hee was the first person who couldn't be seen through, and he was also a young man in his early twenties.

Then this brat's background was truly extraordinary. Just what relationship did Yaolyi have with him?

Was letting him go a good or a bad thing?

Hsiao Hee smiled faintly as if he noticed the look of anticipation in the old man's eyes. He didn't seem to be afraid at all.

"I advise you not to do anything. Cultivation is not easy, so why are you asking for trouble?"

Arrogant!

The old man frowned. The aura from his body was emitting a pressure that could be seen with the naked eye as it charged towards Hsiao Hee.

Just as the pressure was about to cover Hsiao Hee's body, an old voice came out from the room.

"He has no ill intentions. Let him go!"

The old man paused for a moment, as if he could feel the undercurrents on Hsiao Hee, "Young man, please go ahead."

The slovenly old man looked deeply at Hsiao Hee with fear in his eyes. Without saying anything further, he turned around and went back to his bamboo chair. He covered his face with the yellow book under his arm.

It was as if the old man hadn't moved from the very beginning.

"Foster father, please let him show you. Just treat it as giving us an explanation and don't make things difficult for us. Not only us, there are also many fellow citizens suffering at the border waiting for you to stand up again!"

Yaolyi's words could be considered as saying the old man's heart. That's right, his compatriots at the border were still in danger. How could he give up first?

Hsiao Hee stopped and turned around to look at the yard.

It was a silence that seemed to last half a century, and the old man was clearly thinking.

After a long while, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Looking at my appearance, I truly do not wish to meet anyone. Sigh, that's fine. Since that's the case, let him in."

The old man's words were filled with unwillingness and sadness. "This is the first time. There won't be a next time."

"That's great! Thank you, godfather! I'll let him in right now! "

Yaolyi's face lit up, and she immediately ran out in high spirits.

"Follow me in, and treat it as giving me face. In a while, don't talk so much, do more practical things, and treat my illness."

Yaolyi continued to plead in Hsiao Hee's ear.

On the bamboo chair, even though the old man's face was covered under the yellow book, his eyes suddenly opened, and he thought for a while.

Hsiao Hee seemed to turn a deaf ear to Yaolyi's words. He walked directly towards the door.

Entering the door, he finally saw the old man, the dragon head that was revered by tens of thousands of people.

This person was extremely tall, and seemed to be out of the ordinary.

Even if one was half-lying on the ground, it would still give people a lot of pressure.

The bamboo chair was specially made, just like a sturdy bed, exactly like the bamboo chair under the slovenly old man outside the courtyard.

This meant that the status of the old man outside the door was not much lower than the Dragon King, yet he was willing to guard the door for him. There must be some reason behind that.

This dragon king had extremely wild facial features. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, a high nose, and a thick beard. His long, loose brown hair draped over his shoulders.

His hands and feet seemed to be unable to move, but when his gaze shifted to Hsiao Hee, Hsiao Hee felt an inexplicable pressure.

This was the eyes of a powerful warrior. His terrifying mental strength was incomparable to that of an ordinary person.

However, this did not cause much confusion for Hsiao Hee, it merely surprised him.

However, the astonishment on the old man's face was no less than Hsiao Hee's.

This young man who looked to be in his early twenties, for the first time, kneeled under her gaze without any instinct?

Their gazes met, and it seemed as if their psychic power were exploding in the air, causing Yaolyi to feel dizzy and dizzy just by looking at them.

"Hmm?"

The Dragon King's eyes instantly lit up, and his aura pressed down like a majestic ocean.