C220 Hermit Master？！

"Kid, you know what to do at home?!"

The moment he entered the house, Old Master Shang, who was sitting on the sofa, saw this kid, coldly snorted, and spoke in a stern voice.

Shang Zhuo recalled Lin Bai's mischievous look and the appearance of Old Man Tian forcing him to do so. Anxious and agitated, he rolled his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

When Old Master Shang saw Shang Zhuo's appearance, the anger in his heart grew even more intense. He walked up to Shang Zhuo to take a look at his outstanding appearance, then grabbed his collar and extended his hand to give him a few slaps.

"Old Master Shang, what are you doing?" It seems like Zhuo Cai is in a hurry, you shouldn't be acting this way! " As soon as Old Master Shang raised his hand, a middle-aged man rushed over from the side and grabbed his arm.

That middle-aged man's body was as thin as a stick, as if a gust of wind could knock him down. However, after Old Man Shang was grabbed by his hand, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get his arm out.

"What a misfortune for my family. It's all about retribution. I didn't expect the Shang family to produce a slut like me from my early years. If this goes on, I won't be able to rest in peace even after reaching the netherworld!" "Mr. Bai, let go of me and let me beat this bastard to death, so that he won't be upset while he's walking around in front of me!"

Although the middle-aged man was much younger than Old Master Shang, he was still addressed as' Mister '. It could be seen that the identity of this hempen-like middle-aged man was extremely special within the Shang family.

"Zhuo may be a mischievous person, but as long as you're willing to guide him, he will always be able to walk the right path. You can first take a seat, I'll wake Zhuo to ask him what happened to him!" Bai Qi helped Old Master Shang to sit down by the side, then walked up to Shang Zhuo and opened his eyelids.

Old Master Shang looked over there and heaved a long sigh, filled with emotion.

"This child is usually heartless, why did he suddenly attack?" After Bai Qi saw the appearance of Shang Zhuo Cai, he hesitantly said those words as he reached out his hand to pinch the middle of Shang Zhuo Cai's body.

"Ouch!" Along with a cry of pain, Shang Zhuo's eyes opened, and his originally incomparably pale face gradually turned rosy.

Bai Qi smiled and shook his head. He reached out his hand to help Shang Zhuo up and laughed: "Kid, which young master did you have a grudge with that son of a bitch that caused you to end up like this?"

"Uncle Bai, today I ran into a man …" Shang Zhuo gasped for breath for a moment before opening his mouth.

"Male?!" Old Master Shang's eyes widened, his hand supporting the sofa as he stood up shakily. He pointed at Shang Zhuo and said in a stern voice, "My family is in trouble, you …" Could it be that you, the prodigal son, have gotten the good of Long Yang? "

"Grandpa …" Shang Zhuo almost fainted again after hearing the old man's words, his breathing became hurried again.

Bai Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the old man's words. He shook his head and said, "Old man, don't make wild guesses. Let's wait for the child to finish and see what the situation is!"

"I met a man today, but I couldn't see a shred of his life. Moreover, after he saw my life, I felt as if all my energy had been sucked out of me. I felt extremely depressed!" Shang Zhuo sighed.

At the side, Old Master Shang shook his beard and sighed: "My family is truly unlucky. You brat, you used a meeting method to flirt with a man, yet you still dare to say that you're not as good as Long Yang?!" Bastard, let me tell you, if you dare to make my Old Shang's family disappear, I … "I'll …"

Old Master Shang didn't say anything for a long time, he only pointed at Shang Zhuo and his entire body trembled.

"Grandfather, can you listen to me first?!" At this moment, Shang Zhuo was about to go crazy. His own family's old man was clearly treating him as a good man, but whenever he said something, he would pick out some flaws.

Bai Qianyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't know what to say. He could only look at Shang Zhuo and speak softly, "You've probably met a master in phase arts that can confuse the world. Where is that person now? I'd like to see if he's someone I know."

"Uncle Bai, I bet you definitely don't know that person." Shang Zhuo sighed.

Bai Qianyi frowned and continued, "Even if I have never met a person from the internal world who could deceive the heavens, most people would still be able to name him. "How old is the person you're talking about, and what does he look like?"

"Twenty years old, probably a little younger than me. "I wonder if I came here to attend school or to do business …" After a moment of hesitation, Shang Zhuo said in a deep voice, not afraid of losing to someone younger than him.

The corner of Bai Qi's eye twitched, his expression fluctuated, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Only then did Shang Zhuo ask softly, "Uncle Bai, do you know that kid?"

"I've never heard of such a young genius ever appearing in the world of photography." Bai Qianyi shook his head, his heart was also at a loss. According to what Shang Zhuo Cai said, he must have met a phase arts expert who could deceive his own heaven's will. However, people with such means were rarely seen even during the Republic of China period.

Furthermore, after the war, those experts would return to the mountains, no longer in contact with the affairs of the world. In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed. Even if a few of them were still alive and had trained a few disciples and grandchildren, it was impossible for them to master such a profound phase art at their twenties.

"Genius, you have to be more careful in the future. You have to know that there are mountains beyond the mountain and there are people beyond the mountain. The mountains are taller than the mountains. If you don't restrain your temper and fall into the hands of such an expert, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to live. " Bai Qi looked at Shang Zhuo with a heavy expression before speaking softly.

In his eyes, even if Lin Bai was stronger than him, he probably wouldn't be much stronger than him. Shang Zhuo was not as strange as Bai Zai said, "Uncle Bai, is that kid really that powerful? "I think he's only one and a half stars stronger than me …"

Bai Zuoyi was the descendant of a small Chinese art school. He crossed the Xiangjiang River and fled to Hong Kong in the 1970s when there was great internal turmoil. He made a name for himself in Hong Kong before coming to settle abroad. What he had experienced in the world of photographic skills was far from what a young man like Shang Zhuo could imagine.

If those experts were to target someone, they would be no weaker than those professional assassins. They would be more hidden and merciless.

"You know my ass. Let me tell you, from today onwards, you are forbidden from going out of the house even half a step. If you chase me out, I will break your legs!" When Old Master Shang heard this, he was also extremely nervous. However, it was not good to reveal a concerned expression after scolding Shang Zhuo. He increased this kid's arrogance and scolded him in a strict patriarchal tone.

Shang Zhuo snorted lightly, but didn't dare refute him. After glancing at the old man, he grabbed Bai Qi and walked towards his own room.

As soon as he entered the room, only then did Shang Zhuo kneel in front of Bai Qi with tears and snot streaming down his face. "Uncle Bai, you have to help me this time. "I found it hard to take a fancy to a girl. She chased me around for so long, and in the end, she even married that brat. I refuse to accept it!"

Adultery between men and women, matters of youthful love, who amongst the youths had not gone crazy because of love before? Looking at the expression in Shang Zhuo Cai's eyes, Bai Qi sighed and couldn't help but recall his own love story from when he was young. After sighing for a moment, he looked down at Shang Zhuo and said softly, "Don't worry, Uncle Bai. I'll definitely help you this time!"

Only now did Shang Zhuo hear Bai Zhuo's words and beamed with joy. Bai Zuoyi's technique was well-known overseas in the Chinese community. Otherwise, his grandfather wouldn't have been so polite to Uncle Bai while rejecting him for learning the art. From Shang Zhuo's point of view, as long as he was willing to make a move, Lin Bai was nothing more than a dish that he could take whatever he wanted.

Lowering his head to scan Shang Zhuo's expression, Bai Qi forced a smile and shook his head.

How many years had it been since he had seen his domestic peers, and he was one of the best of the new generation of grandmasters. When he thought of this, Bai Qi could not help but start to look forward to the upcoming battles.