Chapter 223: The title is grandfather, not hall master
Under the stars at night, a small black car is speeding through the traffic...
In the end, the black car drove to an extremely secluded place.
After Yu Qianfan got out of the car, his deep eyes swept around, closed his eyelashes, and covered the light under his eyes.
It was clear that he had been deceived by the person on the phone.
Although there are obvious traces of fighting and blood around the area, but... Empty.
In other words, the people who should be cleaned up have already been cleaned up.
Yu Qianfan walked into the house, his eyes swept over the luxurious ornaments and furniture destroyed in the house one by one, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He walked to the innermost room, and the moment he pushed the door in, there was a faint fragrance coming from the room.
In the center of the room, there was no trace of a fight, and an old man in a black gentleman's coat sat upright, with sparse white hair and a fine white jade porcelain cup on his wrinkled right hand.
Although it has reached the age of antiquity, it can vaguely see the deep sharpness between the eyebrows and eyes.
If you look closely, you can see that there is some resemblance between the eyebrows of the young and handsome man standing in the doorway.
"Looks like you're still worried about my life." The old man's voice was low and deep, and his gaze froze on the man's dissatisfied face for a few seconds, and then he took a sip of tea, "Since you're here, come in and have a drink!" ”
"Hall Master, please don't make such jokes in the future." Yu Qianfan sat down elegantly opposite the old man, and the sharp light flashed in his deep eyes.
"Why, disturbing your tryst with your little girlfriend, I'm angry." The old man said as he held a cup of tea.
The hot tea is poured into the cup, accompanied by the white mist rising in the air, and the clouds of tea fragrance float away, fragrant and mellow.
"It does bother." Yu Qianfan didn't deny it, thinking of Shui Youyou's subtle eyes and emotions tonight, his conjecture was estimated to be eight or nine.
If he doesn't come here today, the 'delicacy' he dreams of is probably already in his mouth...
“......”
The old man looked at the familiar and perfect facial features on the other side, smiled, and his dark eyes became deep, "Then do you want the woman I raised for you?" ”
Woman?
The man's eyes flickered, and he suddenly remembered that the old man had said in high school that he didn't remember it at all......
"I have a girlfriend, we will get married, and we will stay together for the rest of our lives." Yu Qianfan looked at the clear and transparent tea in front of him, and his thoughts converged.
His white jade hand picked up the teacup handed over and took a sip, "Why do you want to come over to me even if you lie and be attacked?" ”
When the tea is drunk, the aftertaste slowly spreads from the tip of the tongue and the corners of the mouth, which is warm and fragrant.
"I didn't lie when I was attacked, didn't you see it, but I really like the precious ornaments in my house." The old man frowned.
He put down the teacup and asked in a light tone: "The girlfriend you made is Young Master Lu's person, and I heard that a seven was also implicated." ”
"Didn't you already know." Yu Qianfan smiled softly, and his slender fingers stroked the teacup little by little, as if he was stroking a beloved work of art.
"Yes." The old man's tone was indifferent, "Your vision is good, and your status is destined to make the women around you not ordinary people." ”
"No, she's just an ordinary person." Yu Qianfan's eyes moved up faintly, "Hall Master, I will return the token to you." ”
The token was a coming-of-age gift from his grandfather on the day of his eighteenth birthday.
He didn't think much about it at the time, and estimated the brand of mobilizing forces.
Later, when he learned that the token had the absolute inheritance of the Dark Night Temple, he thought about returning it. But when he learned that Shui Youyou had a boyfriend, he lost his mind.
"Don't forget that in addition to the token, you are also the Lord of the Star Pavilion, the king of the dark underground of City A." The old man was not angry, his tone was indifferent, it was not something that could be returned.
The old man looked at the man who had been silent for a long time, his face changed slightly, and asked, "Do you want to live the life of an ordinary person?" ”
"Yes, Grandpa." Yu Qianfan's eyes were calm and firm.
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