After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he poured another cup of tea and tasted it to himself, with a satisfied expression on his face.

As for Han Shi on the side, not only did he have no seat, but he also had no tea, and he had no answer, and he had no consciousness of being the master at all, Han Shi smiled slightly bitterly, he had heard it before, and between the words and deeds of the old man in white, he had a domineering posture.

At this moment, it seems that there is indeed a bit of similarity, but under the surface, what Han Shi sees is a childlike heart.

It is precisely because of this childlike innocence that many people will mistake it for arrogance, and it will also offend many people, although the cultivation is good and the perception is quite profound, but it is still a pure heart, in the bloody and chaotic Changhai City, it is too difficult to have such a mentality, at least Han Shi does not feel that he can maintain the nature of a naughty boy like this white-haired old man.

Even if he is a solicitor, he is like that naughty boy, who doesn't understand what politeness is at all, and goes straight to the point when he opens his mouth.

But the more such a person, once he says it, he will never regret it, if he doesn't want to return to Xuanyang Gate, Han Shi is really a little moved, stay in this treasure pavilion, do the so-called third chair, think about it, the position of this three masters, it is by no means low, many treasures can be handled in person, before the auction, you can look at it first, if there is a suitable treasure, you can use the identity of the three masters to deduct it.

When the time comes, his cultivation will inevitably be a rising tide and an overwhelming force.

Han Shi sighed lightly and said: "Senior Ruan, the hometown of the junior is not here, one day, the junior will inevitably return to his hometown, even if I agree at this moment, it will not be long-term, rather than this, it is better for the junior not to join the Treasure Pavilion." ”

The white-haired old man turned his head, glared at Han Shi slightly, and said, "I already knew that you didn't want to join, do you know who is facing you today?"

Without waiting for Han Shi to speak, the white-haired old man continued to speak to himself, "That person's name is Zhang Yuanfeng, he is Zhang Mubai's master, but his secret identity is his uncle, this person has always been short-sighted, if it is not involved in Zhang Mubai's affairs, this person still has some truth at all, once that Zhang Mubai wants to kill you, this person will definitely make a secret move." ”

"Today, although you got a little cheap, but with my understanding of Zhang Yuanfeng, in front of everyone, this person will never go all out, I'm afraid not even five points of strength, once this person pulls down his face and secretly kills you, although you get the token, it is still empty, and the dead can't go to Thundercloud Island. ”

Looking at Han Shi, the white-haired old man continued: " Even if you take a step back, that Zhang Yuanfeng can't kill you, but he still has a plan to kill people with a knife, as long as this person can hurt you, then the strong man on Thundercloud Island is like a cloud, once you enter the island with your injuries, you will inevitably die on the island, it is only ten days before the opening of Thundercloud Island, in such a short time, if you are injured, you will definitely not be able to heal, and then you have to find another place to heal, and when that Zhang Mubai returns, he will inevitably break through to Yuanying, plus Zhang Yuanfeng is in charge, in this Changhai City, without the protection of my Treasure Pavilion, you Han Shi, I am afraid it will be difficult to move an inch. ”

The white-haired old man's face sank like water, raising his glass to drink tea, but his eyes were fixed on Han Shi.

Han Shi felt a trace of emotion in his heart, how could he not understand the concern in the words of this white-haired old man, he took a step back and said respectfully: "Han Shi has thanked his seniors for their concern, but the juniors have made up their minds, even if it is really as the seniors said, I will never regret it, and when the time comes, it will be a big deal to stay away from here and find another place." ”

"Thank you, senior, farewell. Han Shi bowed down, and his figure flashed, and he suddenly disappeared.

The white-haired old man leaned back in the rocking chair, looked at the teacup in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Little guy, it's not that I don't want to say, although I can do it to this extent by feeling, but whether this teacup is moving or not, I haven't figured it out myself for so many years, you think I'm testing you, but I didn't tell you the answer in the end, but you, didn't you give me the answer, I asked you, it's really a question." ”

In the city lord's mansion, Zhang Yuanfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and in his spiritual sense, Han Shi took advantage of the cover of night to go around the south gate several times, sometimes cautious and alert, sometimes like a passerby, until he was sure that there was no person behind him, he set up his flying sword, and quietly flew away from Changhai City, heading towards Thundercloud Island.

Han Shi's movements were very careful, and in the night, none of the guards noticed.

In the secret room, Zhang Yuanfeng sneered, no matter how cunning and strong this person is, but the gap in the realm cannot be made up by external forces, in his opinion, the reason why Han Shi's strength is far above his own realm must be related to his cultivation techniques, it must be a special supernatural power such as the sword taking the edge and taking the limit.

But this kind of supernatural power has a common flaw, after each outbreak, it may cause backlash, once the number of outbreaks is too much, and even without his action, Han Shi will die due to backlash, so Zhang Yuanfeng's mentality of killing Han Shi is not as impatient as Zhang Mubai, until Han Shi flew out thousands of miles, Zhang Yuanfeng slowly got up, and the spiritual sense he exuded was not worried that Han Shi would perceive that ordinary Yuandan monks could not perceive the spiritual sense of Yuanying monks, unless they reached the peak realm, they would have a vague feeling.

Seeing Han Shi constantly changing the direction of his flight, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yuanfeng's mouth, and there was a trace of reluctance in this smile, but it was more of a heavy killing intention.

"Although you and I have no grievances, since it is what Mu Bai wants, I have no choice but to agree. ”

On the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion, the white-haired old man was still leaning on the rocking chair, looking out the window, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the boundless darkness and into the distance, "Han Shi boy, run faster, otherwise, you won't be able to see the sunrise tomorrow." The white-haired old man sighed and shook his head slightly.

In the secret room of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhang Yuanfeng turned into an afterimage and disappeared suddenly, this is the magic technique of the exclusive Yuanying Monk------ teleportation.