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"Cough...cough...that senior..." He sat down opposite the old man without thinking. Yang Pojun felt that in order to prevent the old guy from settling accounts with him, it would be better for him to know some things in advance. After all, he was not only There is a little aunt, a woman.

"You still call me senior?" He glanced at Yang Pojun with a half-smile, and the old man took a sip of tea with a playful expression.

"Uh... Dad?" Yang Pojun blurted out as his brain twitched.

"Cough...cough...it's early!" The old man almost spat out a mouthful of tea. He patted his chest, calmed down, and glared at Yang Pojun angrily.

"Oh...Uncle, actually I have several other fiancées!" After saying that, Yang Pojun looked at the old man warily, raising his butt slightly, ready to run away before the old man turned against him.

The old man's hand trembled and the hot tea spilled out. He didn't care at all, his eyes widened and his face turned livid with anger: "Fiancée? How many more?"

The old man looked like he wanted to eat someone, and Yang Pojun smiled awkwardly: "Sister Er Long knows this too!"

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he looked at Yang Pojun in surprise. How could this person...how could this person say such shameless words so openly and aboveboard.

The one outside?

Is she still my daughter?

How could she tolerate the presence of other women around her man?

I'm afraid that this kid gave me some kind of ecstasy drug, right?

Yang Pojun looked at the old man coquettishly... This look was a bit like the father-in-law looking at his son-in-law, with a bit of scrutiny, a bit of confusion, and a bit of unkindness!

The expression on the old man's face changed many times. His thick eyebrows were slightly frowned. His eyes looked back and forth at Yang Pojun. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "Tell me about your situation." , I know more or less all the sects on the mainland, but why have I never heard of any sect that produced such a genius?"

so calm?

He didn't go berserk immediately?

Oh... I understand, he is trying to find out what I am... His eyes flashed slightly, and Yang Pojun mentally analyzed the inner meaning of his future father-in-law's words.

It was as if lightning struck in my mind, splitting away all the fog... Damn it...another old silver coin!

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Pojun figured out why he didn't immediately pull out the big stick and whip himself.

Although the little aunt is his illegitimate daughter, she is still considered a member of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family. It is obviously a shame to say that the old cow eats the young grass and is made a baby for others.

So...he was testing...testing whether I had any background.

It would be fine if I had a strong backer. If I were well matched, it would not be an insult to my little aunt. Moreover, it would be considered a strong alliance. Such a method has been the only choice for Machiavellians to maintain family interests since ancient times.

If not...then there can only be two results. One is to forcefully separate my auntie and me, and the other is to cut off contact between me and other women.

However, looking at him like this, it is obvious that he has the second possible idea. After all, as he said himself, he is not blind. Even if he has no backer, my talent visible to the naked eye is enough to seduce him!

Moreover, if there is no backer, you can let me marry you. In this way, the little aunt's life-long event will be solved, and the sect can also pick up a young man with a promising future for free, killing two birds with one stone!

I wonder if the current Po Zhi Clan is considered a powerful sect in his eyes?

Two Titled Douluo and four Soul Douluo, such a lineup should be considered a force that cannot be underestimated, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Pojun felt a little relieved.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Pojun straightened his expression: "Junior Yang Pojun, level 57 soul king, born in the Po clan, the grandson of the current clan leader Yang Wudi..."

As soon as Yang Pojun started to raise his head, the old man's expression suddenly paused. After a few seconds, his eyes flickered: "Soul King? You said you are from the Po clan?"

The old man's pupils shrank, and he was extremely shocked. Of course he had heard of the Po Clan, but the current Po Clan was not the same as the former subsidiary sect of the Haotian Sect.

A few years ago, rumors spread that the Po clan had mastered the secret of being able to transcend levels and absorb soul rings. This put the already swaying Po clan at the forefront of the storm.

All the sects that got the news, like cats that smelled something fishy, ​​swarmed into the Star Luo Empire.

However, not long after, things turned around. First, the Nine Heart Douluo couple announced that they would join the Po Clan, giving them a chance to breathe. Later, as Poison Douluo also joined the Po Clan, this man who was originally in the eyes of all the sects was immediately The Po Zhi clan, who was originally a piece of fat, turned into a hard stone that was difficult to chew.

Rumors stop only at the wise, and rumors stop at shock!

Yang Wudi of the Po Clan claims to be as powerful as a Titled Douluo. Not to mention whether it is a rumor or not, now that there are two real Titled Douluo in charge, plus the original few Soul Douluo, the overall strength of the Po Clan is instantly Almost as good as the last three sects.

Since then, other sects have never dared to break the clan's idea, including his own Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex clan.

This situation is similar to that in another world, when Baba Sheep accidentally picked up two kicks and mushroom eggs with instructions in the rabbit language in the desert. Although everyone knew what was going on, they all chose wisely. Like silence.

Staring at Yang Pojun with complicated eyes, suddenly, as if he thought of something, the old man's expression suddenly froze on his face, and then slowly melted away, replaced by shock, shock, and disbelief...

"You...you're not the one who skipped a level and absorbed the soul ring in the rumors, are you?" There was a slight tremor in his voice, and the old man's breathing became a little heavier.

"Uh..." After hesitating for a moment, Yang Pojun finally nodded, which was regarded as admission.

"Huh--" The old man's expression suddenly paused, and then returned to normal in an instant. He took a deep breath and stared at him with a complicated and weird expression.

"Uncle, don't worry, I am sincere to Sister Erlong and will never let her down." Yang Pojun promised again.

The old man was silent, neither nodding in agreement nor rejecting. The two of them did not speak for a long time, each thinking.

"How old are you this year?" After hesitating for a long time, the old man still asked this question.

"eighteen!"

"Huh?" The old man lowered his face, said nothing, and gave him an unpleasant look.

"Uh...some people say I'm fourteen..."

"Fourteen..." He squinted his eyes and chewed the word in his mouth. The old man's eyes became brighter and brighter. The dissatisfaction and anger just now had disappeared!

After a moment, he sighed slightly, and the old man stared at Yang Pojun, his eyes deep and bright, and said word by word: "Don't let me see Erlong being sad for you!"

... Done!

Yang Pojun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"I have met Patriarch Yang several times before, but I haven't seen him for many years. I don't know how he is doing now." Knocking on the table, the old man glanced at Yang Pojun meaningfully.

Are you afraid that I will wipe my mouth after eating and not admit it?

Yang Pojun understood what he understood, and stood up diligently to add tea to the old man. He smiled apologetically and said, "Sister Erlong and I are about to return to the sect together. I think grandpa also misses you, an old friend he hasn't seen for a long time. If you have time, please come over." How about I pay a visit to your house with grandpa for a while?"

"Yes!" Seeing Yang Pojun's approach, the old man's face improved slightly, he nodded, his expression softened, and he said calmly: "I will wait for Patriarch Yang at the sect!"