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"Deputy City Lord Han, Zhao Wu's guest token has been withdrawn."

Mu Xiao, who had just left Wuzong, came to a middle-aged man with a stern face and respectfully presented the black and gold token.

"How did he react?"

The middle-aged man took the token and asked thoughtfully.

"Very peaceful."

Mu Xiao thought for a while and said this.

"Understood, you go down."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling Mu Xiao to leave.

"Han Bai, did you have someone take back Zhao Wu's guest token?"

Just as Mu Xiao left, an old man with a resolute face and a majestic aura walked out of the inner hall.

His beard and hair are white, but his eyes are piercing. He is the current lord of Qianshan City.

"Yes."

"I was about to report this matter to you, the city lord, but I didn't expect you to come in person."

After seeing the other party, Han Bai looked as usual and admitted directly.

Although he is only the deputy city lord in name, the superiors have already decided that he will be the successor of the next Qianshan City Lord.

"You...are confused!"

The Lord of Qianshan City frowned and said: "Zhao Wu is old and frail now, but he has made certain contributions to Qianshan City. Before he died, you sent someone to collect his guest token. It was a bit too hasty. "

It was he who lowered his profile and finally got Zhao Wu to agree to become the guest of Qianshan City, but now Han Bai sent someone to take back Zhao Wu's guest token behind his back, which was a slap in his face.

If it were not for the fact that Han Bai was the deputy city lord and had a strong background behind him, if it were anyone else, Qianshan City Lord would probably have to question him on the spot.

"City Lord, it's not that I'm confused, but I've just confirmed an important piece of news." Hearing this, the Deputy City Lord named Han Bai, instead of admitting his mistake, said: "As far as I know, the Zhou family and The Wang family dared to take action against Zhao Wu because of the impetus of the forces behind the scenes."

"Are you talking about the Dingshan Sect and the Humor Demon Sect?" Qianshan City Lord asked with a look of shock on his face.

"It's not just these two sects. It is said that there are transcendent forces involved. Some people want Zhao Wu's life and the things in his hands." Han Bai said solemnly.

"Is the news true?"

The Lord of Qianshan City shrank his pupils. The presence of a transcendent force was definitely more terrifying than the Dingshan Sect and the Nether Demon Sect combined.

If this is the case, Zhao Wu is probably going to end sadly.

"Of course, I have already communicated with the elders in my family. Otherwise, how could I have dared to send someone to take back Zhao Wu's guest token without your consent."

Han Bai was very confident and said calmly: "This time, Zhao Wu is dead."

"And judging from the fact that after he killed Zhou Hai and Wang Zhanxiong but let go of the two immortal cultivators, this once-all-powerful warrior must have been depleted of energy and blood. He would not be able to take action many times. At most, he would only have the day after tomorrow. The strength of a warrior."

"These old and frail warriors are not worthy of our continued protection and support in Qianshan City."

Hearing this, the Lord of Qianshan City looked a little complicated and said, "If that's the case, your decision is right."

"But I always feel like something is wrong."

The Lord of Qianshan City sighed softly and said. After all, he had witnessed the period when Zhao Wu was strong and glorious. It was an era that made all the immortal cultivators of his generation despair. No matter how amazing and talented the immortal cultivators were, almost all of them were suppressed by a martial artist.

"City Lord, don't worry."

"You have to trust my judgment."

Han Bai said with great confidence.

……

Zhao Wu had white hair and his old body was still upright. He walked slowly out of the gate of Wuzong with steady steps.

Gazes of surprise and shock fell instantly on this former human martial saint.

Zhao Wu has not left Wuzong for many years, so much so that many people have forgotten his existence.

Now, as he appeared again, he instantly attracted the attention of all forces in the city, and the news quickly spread throughout the world.

Zhao Wu looked calm and walked towards the south. He didn't walk very fast, like an old man taking a walk bathing in the sun.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, where is Master going to take us?"

Li Dayong felt a little uneasy and asked Ling'er next to him in a low voice.

"I don't know either. Anyway, just follow Master."

"Even if Master wants to take us to mountains of swords and seas of fire, we disciples of the Wuzong cannot be cowed."

Ling'er's voice was childish, but she spoke in an old-fashioned tone.

After all, now that she is taking care of her junior brother, is there anything wrong with pretending to be mature and dignified? completely fine.

"Sister, what you said makes sense."

"But if I get into trouble, you have to protect me."

Li Dayong said weakly.

Hearing this, Ling'er rolled her eyes and quickly followed Zhao Wu's footsteps, too lazy to continue paying attention to Li Dayong.

"arrive."

Half an hour later, Zhao Wu stopped and came to a mansion.

This mansion is so grand and majestic that compared to Wuzong here, it seems like it is not inhabited by humans.

This place is the Zhou family’s base camp in Qianshan City!

"Dayong, go call the door."

Looking at the closed Zhou family's door, Zhao Wu ordered expressionlessly.

"Fat Li, go quickly, remember to shout louder, don't weaken the majesty of our Wuzong."

Linger reminded him.

"Master, senior sister, don't worry."

"I'm good at calling the door."

Although Li Dayong felt a little uneasy, he still had the courage to come to the front door of Zhou's house. He immediately cleared his throat and said loudly: "Woof woof, woof woof..."

Zhao Wu: "..."

Linger: "..."

Passersby nearby: "..."

"Master, did you teach Fatty Li such a strange way of calling the door?"

Ling'er felt a little embarrassed, covered her face, and asked Zhao Wu.

"This kind of door-calling method has never been heard of by my teacher, let alone taught him like this." Old Zhao Wu said with a blush on his face and a dry cough.

"Wang Wang..."

Noticing the strange expressions of Zhao Wu and Ling'er behind him, Li Dayong thought that his master and senior sister appreciated his way of calling the door, so he shouted even harder inside.

He had never called the door for anyone before, but he had seen his own dog barking anxiously when he was locked out of the door when he went out to play, so the son of the richest man in Qianshan City followed suit and barked.

No matter how Li Dayong howled, the door of the Zhou family remained closed, as if he could not hear him.

Seeing that Li Dayong continued to bark, Zhao Wu stepped forward and threw him back, and then kicked him out. The solid door made of dark iron exploded and turned into ashes all over the sky.

As the door shattered, revealing the figures of cultivators preparing to go inside, there were hundreds of them!

The leader is a middle-aged man with a calm temperament. He is sitting on the Taishi chair. He is the contemporary head of the Zhou family!

"Zhao Wu, you are finally here."

Looking at the white-haired Zhao Wu, the head of the Zhou family put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile.

From the moment Zhao Wu walked out of Wuzong, he knew that the other party would come to the Zhou family, and he had already made corresponding preparations.

"Zhou Daoran, do you know death?"

Zhao Wu walked slowly into Zhou's house, his eyes were cold and captivating, and his aura was extremely strong. He did not look like an old man who had exhausted his energy and blood and was old and frail.

He is more like a tiger hunting down the mountain at this moment!