A max-level boss is reborn and just wants to slap the face and abuse the scum.

Hearing her doubts, Yu Qianyue calmly came up with excuses to deal with her family, and explained to her with a smile: "I don't know what happened, but after Chen Liangyu's accident, I suddenly had These abilities can be considered a blessing in disguise.”

"I see!"

Chi Miaomiao suddenly realized and did not doubt the truth or falsehood of Yu Qianyue's words.

In the past, she might have been suspicious, but now that she has seen even something beyond common sense like the Ghost King, what else is impossible?

"This can be considered a blessing in disguise." Chi Yixuan praised.

He had also heard from his sister about the previous incident, but he did not expect such a follow-up.

"Boy! Where did the sword in your hand come from?!"

As the three of them were talking, a voice of questioning sounded not far away.

Yu Qianyue looked around and saw an old man in gray robe standing behind them, looking at Huo Jia seriously.

"Master Yan, why do you come here?" Huo Jia greeted him respectfully.

Yu Qianyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

Master Yan?

Where have you heard of this person?

"Show me this sword." Master Yan ignored Huo Jia's question and stared directly at the peach wood sword in Huo Jia's hand with his muddy but sharp eyes.

"Master Yan, please take a look."

Huo Jia hesitated for a moment, and after seeing Yu Qianyue calmly nodding at him, he obediently handed over the sword.

Master Yan reached out and took the peach wood sword and looked at it carefully, stroking the simple and exquisite lines on it, his eyes sparkling.

After a moment, he suddenly snorted coldly: "This is the heirloom of my Yan family that was lost a few years ago. Why is it here with you?"

"Uh..." Huo Jia was stunned for a moment, "Master Yan, are you sure?"

"Would I still lie to you about such a thing?" Master Yan scolded in a deep voice, obviously very dissatisfied with Huo Jia's questioning.

Huo Jia lowered his head, not daring to look Master Yan in the eye, "Master Yan, please calm down. This junior has never heard that the ancestral treasure of the Yan family is this sword. I made a mistake for a moment, so please don't blame me."

Master Yan glanced at Huo Jia indifferently, "How can you, a small cultivator from a small family, know about the affairs of my Yan family? If you return the sword to me honestly today, I will not hold you responsible for this sword. Why come, otherwise I will not let go of stealing this sword!"

Huo Jia quickly explained, "Master Yan, I got this sword from a friend. With her character, she would definitely not commit such a theft. There must be some misunderstanding!"

Seeing Master Yan's angry look, Huo Jia did not dare to reveal the news that the sword belonged to Yu Qianyue, so he could only lie and claim that he got it from a friend.

Master Yan sneered coldly, "Oh, I don't care whether you are mistaken or not! All you need to do is return the sword to me. How can the belongings of my Yan family fall into the hands of outsiders!"

"Master Yan, I really can't give this sword to you. Even if it's an heirloom of your family, my friend must have spent a lot of money to get it. In any case, I have to get her consent before I can hand it over." Huo Jia insisted.

"If you don't take the initiative to hand over this sword, then I have to come and get it myself."

As he said that, he was about to snatch it directly. Huo Jia immediately guarded the sword in his hand vigilantly.

"Master Yan, what are you going to do? Are you doing this to break up with our Xuanbu?!"

Master Yan sneered, "How can a mere Xuanbu deserve to talk to me about face? Since you don't know what's going on, don't blame me for being ruthless!"