Chapter 482 I'll grant your wish (8)
Chapter 482 I'll grant your wish (8)
The number one young master of the martial arts world? That title sounds so familiar.
Wang Hui suddenly remembered that Leng Junmo was known as the number one young master in the martial arts world.
He was a man who was both cold and gentle, and strong. How could he have died so suddenly?
Who killed Leng Junmo? That person was truly wicked.
Xiong Bufan sneezed while roasting donkey meat. Who was talking about her? They were really blind.
True longing should be expressed by sending money, not by making yourself sneeze.
The two on the ground fell silent; the older one lay asleep in bed, while the younger one lay on the table.
Even though it's summer now, you can still catch a chill sleeping on the ground.
Wang Hui spent the night in fear and trembling, afraid to sleep or make a sound.
If only I carried sleeping pills with me, I wouldn't be so scared.
Xiong Bufan ate his fill until midnight, and finally climbed onto the carriage to sleep, for sleep and eating were both indispensable.
Horses are truly like oxen and horses, eating grass and sleeping at night, pulling carts during the day, with absolutely no time to rest.
Two major events have occurred in the martial arts world. First, the son of the Grand Elder of the Wudang Sect was killed by the leader of the Moshan Sect, and the Wudang Sect was about to go to the sect to demand an explanation.
Secondly, the family of the number one young master in the martial arts world began to target the Kunwu Sect in every way, saying they wanted to avenge their young master.
A family has little chance of winning against a sect; the change is that Leng Junmo is actually a prince of the imperial court.
The relationship between the martial arts world and the imperial court is currently very tense and cannot withstand any major storms.
After another half month of wandering, Xiong Bufan finally arrived at the foot of Moshan Gate and returned to the original owner's home.
Mo Shan Sect is a small sect, but the original owner's parents laid a considerable foundation.
The entire mountain belongs to the Moshan Sect. It is said that their ancestors made their fortune by escorting goods, and when they got older, they founded the sect.
Seeing so many houses, Xiong Bufan felt that a happy life was beckoning to him.
There was only an old man sweeping in front of the mountain gate. When he saw Xiong Bufan get off the carriage, he quickly said, "Sect Leader, you've finally returned."
"Those disciples, alas." The old man sighed after saying this.
He had just returned when he saw the person complaining, but considering that this was someone the original owner cared about, Xiong Bufan said, "Uncle Fu, don't worry, I'm back."
Uncle Fu felt that Mo Chou's whole demeanor had changed since she returned, but so far he only felt that Xiong Bufan had grown up, after all, he hadn't been back for two months.
"Sect Leader, did your trip go smoothly?"
Xiong Bufan quickly recalled, "I'm doing very well. Hurry up and call out those ungrateful wretches."
Mo Chou used to supervise the children's martial arts training, but she wouldn't call them ungrateful wretches.
The children adopted by the original owner's parents were soon summoned by Uncle Fu; the oldest of them was already thirteen years old.
The youngest is eight years old, which is an age where they are fully sensible.
Xiong Bufan: "From today onwards, only one person can be kept on the mountain who doesn't have to work, and that is me."
Mo Li ignored Xiong Bufan's words and asked directly, "Where is Senior Sister Wang?"
Once one child started asking, the others followed suit, asking, "Yes, Master, where is Senior Sister?"
Xiong Bufan couldn't understand how the original owner, such a rigid person, could raise such impolite disciples. Or were they corrupted by Wang Hui?
The first thing Master did upon returning was not to ask about Master, but rather to ask about a senior sister who usually gave them small favors.
These people reminded Xiong Bufan of some unpleasant things: an ingrate, utterly disgusting human.
"Do you see any difference between me and before I left?"
Mo Li continued, "Master, where did Senior Sister Wang go?"
Xiong Bufan could no longer bear it and threw a punch, sending two of Mo Li's teeth flying.
The other children wanted to say that Xiong Bufan was rude and no one would like her, but before they could say anything, they were beaten up by Xiong Bufan.
He didn't even need spiritual power or a sword to fight these things; Xiong Bufan's punches landed squarely, and he could defeat them even by holding back his strength.
Uncle Fu was stunned by Xiong Bufan's actions. Heaven knows that even when the original owner was at his angrier, he only punished them by making them copy the sword manual, without any physical punishment. This was the first time he had ever used force.
Xiong Bufan stood still, while his disciple lay on the ground groaning in pain.
"I will grant your wish."
After being beaten, Mo Li finally improved and learned to be polite. "Master, where is Senior Sister Wang?"
Xiong Bufan: "Do you want to go find Wang Hui?"
Mo Li and the other disciples quickly nodded in agreement, expressing their own opinions.
Xiong Bufan said with a mysterious expression, "I will grant your wish." After saying that, he took out a rope, tied the men up, and slowly walked towards the gate.
Uncle Fu was completely baffled by Xiong Bufan's thoughts. He hesitated before asking, "Sect Leader, what's wrong?"
Xiong Bufan opened the door, threw the little cubs out, and closed the door in one swift motion.
He turned his head and said with an unfriendly expression, "I'm just doing them a favor."
"Let them go find Wang Hui. I never raise ungrateful wretches."
Uncle Fu complained only to get Xiong Bufan to teach them a lesson, not to get Xiong Bufan to drive them away.
They spent so much food to raise them and even taught them martial arts; now that they're being kicked out, it doesn't seem like a worthwhile investment.
There is prejudice against disciples who are expelled from their sect in the martial arts world, so no matter how you look at it, kicking them out is not a wise choice.
Uncle Fu: "Sect Leader, are you serious?"
"I'm serious. If you feel sorry for them, go and keep them company."
Uncle Fu shook his head. He had spent his entire life in Mo Shan Men and would never leave just because of a few brats.
Xiong Bufan: "Have someone cook for me. I need meat and vegetables, and the horse needs to be taken good care of too."
"Yes, Master."
Mo Li couldn't believe it when she was kicked out, but she quickly came to her senses, got up, and slowly walked down the mountain.
As Senior Sister Wang once said, fortunes change, and one should never underestimate a young man's potential; he will become a peerless hero and be admired by all.
A young man may be poor for a time, but he may be rich for a lifetime when he grows up.
When the other children saw Mo Li leave, they quickly chased after him.
Mo asked, "Senior brother, where are you going?"
Mo Li still had injuries on her face, but her eyes shone with an unusual light. "I'm going to find Senior Sister Wang. We'll make a name for ourselves."
The youngest, Mo Feng, hesitated a bit. "But we've never left the Mo Shan Sect since we were little. Should we ask our master for help?"
"Coward, you're spineless."
After mocking Mo Li, he began to descend the mountain, promising to become a peerless hero.
The remaining few cubs also went down the mountain. They had been on the mountain for many years and wanted to go down and take a look.
They haven't thought about anything else yet.
However, they will definitely make Mochou beg them to come back, otherwise they absolutely will not return.
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