Wang Zhiyao drove for several days, and the carriage finally stopped in front of a manor.

He got out of the car, and without waiting for the man next to him to show the way, he had already taken the lead in entering, and the man glanced at his back and followed silently.

The vast manor was unusually quiet and almost empty.

Wang Zhiyao paused for a moment, looked around, and walked straight to the pavilion not far from the manor.

The pavilion is very atmospheric.

The man clasped his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, and his gaze fell on Wang Zhiyao's body.

Zhao Wenya is the owner of the village.

He looked pretty much the same as he had imagined.

People with extraordinary spirit, who look heroic and resolute, and whose hands are stained with blood, will always have an indescribable killing aura on their bodies.

Wang Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, but dispensably pulled the corners of his mouth, strode over, and stood opposite him.

Master Zhao Zhuang is worthy of being a martial arts master, and the kind of majesty that is almost innate makes Wang Zhiyao's heart a little tense.

His eyes were a little deep, as if he saw others through him.

"Master Zhao." Wang Zhiyao said lightly.

"Far away." He laughed, the lines in the corners of his eyes revealing that he was no longer young, "I've been waiting for you for days." ”

"Oh." Wang Zhiyao responded coldly.

"You don't look like you like you think you are." Zhao Wenya smiled again, "But it's about the same." ”

"You look like you are just as I thought you would." Wang Zhiyao's expression was very cold, "I heard that your only son was seriously injured?" ”

"You're my son too." Zhao Wenya said lightly, "However, what you said is right, your eldest brother's situation is indeed not very good. ”

"Thanks to him being your son, otherwise he probably wouldn't have lasted so long." Wang Zhiyao's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about a person who had nothing to do with him at all.

Although these people are related to him by blood, they are still unrelated to him.

"I know that you have been serving the royal family all these years." Zhao Wenya said with a smile, "Although the martial arts of the secret guard are not as good as those of the rivers and lakes, the strength of the emperor's personal secret guard should not be underestimated. ”

Wang Zhiyao snorted: "You won the prize, but unfortunately it was when I had two arms." ”

"It's okay." Zhao Wenya's tone was very sincere, "After you learn the swordsmanship of the Zhao family, you can also walk in the martial arts alone, and the Zhao family needs a person like you." ”

Wang Zhiyao said lightly: "You don't really plan to let me be the owner, do you?" First of all, your wife can't pass that level. ”

Zhao Wenya was silent for a moment before he smiled, "If your eldest brother can't wake up, she must agree." ”

Wang Zhiyao's eyes were slightly downcast, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

"As long as you agree to be the young owner, I can send someone to get rid of Zuo Yuankun." Zhao Wenya smiled slightly, "He pushed you off the cliff with his own hands, don't you want to take revenge?" ”

Wang Zhiyao sarcastically hooked the corners of his lips: "Lord Zhao knows a lot. ”

"It's fine." He chuckled lowly, "With your strength alone, it won't be so easy to kill Prime Minister Zuo's son, and I can provide you with a chance to take revenge." ”

"Aren't you afraid, after handing over the power to me, I will make trouble?" Wang Zhiyao sneered.

"You won't, because it's not going to do you any good." Zhao Wenya smiled confidently, "Besides, the head of the Zhao family is still me." ”

The implication is that even if Wang Zhiyao intends to make trouble, he is confident that he can control the situation.

"What if I don't agree?" Wang Zhiyao looked at him coldly.

"It's a win-win, and there's no reason you can't say no." He laughed, "It only takes you a short time, the Zhao family's swordsmanship needs to be inherited, the status in the martial arts is unshakable, your eldest brother is seriously injured, even if he wakes up, the martial arts of this body are also considered to be wasted, you need to be the only heir, inherit the swordsmanship, defeat all the people who come to the door to challenge, as long as you participate in the martial arts conference and keep the status of my Zhao family, you can leave." ”

Wang Zhiyao pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time.

Martial Arts Conference.

At the beginning of next year.

This means that he needs to learn the Zhao family's swordsmanship in just a few months, and he has to reach the point of perfection.

"Zhiyao, I know you're not an ambitious person." Zhao Wenya sighed softly, "For so many years, you have been hiding yourself and hiding your talents, but your talents are definitely more than just a secret guard, you should not be willing to live in the shadows." ”

"I'm willing." Wang Zhiyao sneered, "Don't worry, I don't have any interest in the wealth and status of the Zhao family, and it's not a bad thing to get the true inheritance of Lord Zhao, but I want to see your actions against Zuo Yuankun." ”

Zhao Wenya smiled: "Of course you can, if you want to kill my son, you don't need to say more, I will never let him go, besides, when you have the status of the rivers and lakes, it is not a problem to solve him personally." ”

Wang Zhiyao's pupils shrank slightly.

To assassinate the prime minister's son, this is something he never dared to think of before.

"Okay, I promise." Wang Zhiyao hooked the corners of his lips and did not hesitate for too long.

"Great, you're my son." Zhao Wenya laughed loudly, "Since you agreed, then, let's start preparing now." ”

Wang Zhiyao's pupils contracted slightly.

"Don't contact people you shouldn't contact, and don't meet people you shouldn't see, so as not to arouse suspicion from others." Zhao Wenya smiled, "You look very similar to your eldest brother, but unfortunately you are missing an arm, which could have been a perfect replacement for him, but your eldest brother was seriously injured, and it is okay to say that he lost an arm and saved his life." ”

Wang Zhiyao stared at him coldly, "What about the martial arts conference in the future, do I still want to come back?" ”

"The martial arts conference is held once every four years, and your eldest brother left an eleven-year-old child, and when you finish participating in the martial arts conference tomorrow and hold it again, he will be sixteen years old and can represent the Zhao family to participate in the martial arts conference, you only need to keep this time."

"Then why don't you go yourself?" Wang Zhiyao curled the corners of his lips, with a bit of ridicule.

"If I go at this time, won't I just tell others that your eldest brother can't enter the martial arts anymore after being seriously injured?" Zhao Wenya's voice was slightly hoarse, "When the time comes, all the sects and factions in the martial arts will come to me to challenge, how can I cope with my young grandson who is a monk alone." ”

"I see." Wang Zhiyao spit out these four words clearly.

"Child, you don't understand the rights and wrongs of these martial arts battles." Zhao Wenya sighed, "But people are in the martial arts, and they can't help themselves, if it weren't for this time, I wouldn't want to look for you." ”