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Why is this person like this!

Song Jiaojiao stamped her feet in anger, but thinking of her great-grandfather's invitation, she had to suppress her anger and said calmly, "Grandfather hopes that you can attend his centenary birthday..."

Hearing this, Su Wen stopped and looked at Song Jiaojiao's face, but said expressionlessly: "Miss Song, although I saved Mr. Wu Sheng's life, it doesn't mean that I want to befriend your Song family."

"Besides, I don't have a good impression of your family, so please go back."

Song Jiaojiao was stunned. An invitation from the Martial Saint was something that many people would be eager to receive out of gratitude, but this guy simply refused it, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

It's even more annoying than rejecting her contact information before.

"Su, Mr. Su, we, the Song family, were impolite before. I solemnly apologize to you here. Great grandfather sincerely hopes that you can be here..."

Song Jiaojiao said sincerely.

Su Wen was a little surprised. This was such a proud woman, yet she could do this.

Seeing that Su Wen didn't say anything, Song Jiaojiao continued, "Grandpa's birthday party is different from others. It's just a meal with his old friends who are more familiar with him..."

"It's in the suburbs of Zhonghai City..."

After hearing this, Su Wen became a little interested. The old friends of the Martial Saint were definitely a bunch of old guys, and each of them was a shrewd man.

And these old guys may have what they want.

"When?"

Su Wen asked casually, "Where are the benefits?"

Song Jiaojiao was stunned. This guy looked unfamiliar just now, so why did he suddenly have such intentions?

After thinking about it, it seems that what I said was not attractive at all, and I can't find the reason.

But he still said, "Tomorrow at noon... at the Zunhao high-end private club in the east of the city... Here is the invitation."

Hearing this, Su Wen became interested. He took the invitation, looked at it, and nodded. "Okay, I understand. You can go now."

After saying that, he turned and went into the villa.

"This guy...whether he's going or not, he didn't even say a word!"

"Great grandfather is really something. He just chose him!"

"You're so rude, it's infuriating!"

Thinking of the great grandfather's death order to invite Su Wen, he suddenly became angry and annoyed.

Su Wen’s ambiguous attitude now made him feel helpless.

Su Wen returned to the villa, threw the invitation letter on the table, poured a glass of water and started watching TV.

He was not surprised that Song Jiaojiao could find him. You know, the name of the Martial Saint was written on the Qingfeng Villa before. Given the relationship between Lin Qinghai and the Martial Saint, he would definitely say hello before the transaction.

"Xu San from Zhonghai City owes 1 billion yuan in debt and has now disappeared..."

"A fire broke out at the abandoned dock in the south of the city. No one is there..."

Su Wen took a sip of water, but was attracted by two news reports from the local station. Although they were only mentioned briefly, he still caught them.

When it came to Xu San's matter, he showed no mercy. Those people even had guns, a bunch of desperate criminals. He seemed to be holding back, but in fact, he killed them all with one move.

At the moment, there is no report, so I am a little confused.

"Why think so much... take a break and eat!"

Su Wen stretched, fell on the sofa, and changed the cartoon.

As a result, just as he lay down, he heard some movement outside the yard, followed by a woman's voice: "Senior Martial Saint, I, Long Qinglan, am visiting again. I hope you can give me this opportunity!"

"Is this woman here again?"

"What if this happens once every ten days or half a month?!"

Su Wen frowned.

I was in a good mood, but suddenly I became very annoyed.

The reason why he likes living in this villa is simply two words: leisure!

Because it is a detached villa, no one disturbs me and it is very quiet. Now someone comes to bother me every day, which is really annoying.

"Senior, I know you live here. I hope you can meet me. I have some questions to ask you!"

Long Qinglan's voice rang out again.

Su Wen narrowed his eyes. He originally thought that Long Qinglan was just a cocky girl, but now it seems that she is also stubborn. If he doesn't say something, it will never end.

He thought for a moment, then he sank his energy into his dantian, and his voice was loud and clear, piercing through the outside of the villa: "Please go back, don't come again, you are not welcome here!"

When Long Qinglan heard someone respond, he was happy at first. As expected, there was someone. However, after hearing these words of rejection, his expression suddenly froze.

"senior……"

Long Qinglan was unwilling to give up. She had many things to ask Senior Martial Saint, and also some areas where she needed guidance...

"This woman must have hit some kind of snag? That's why she's always being annoying?!"

During the previous few contacts, Su Wen discovered Long Qinglan's problem. He had the strength of a mid-stage Grandmaster, but showed no signs of breaking through to the late stage.

Obviously, there is no way to break through the bottleneck!

He speculated that the reason this woman sought out the Martial Saint was to seek a way to break through. If she couldn't solve the problem this time, she would probably come again next time.

Seeing that Long Qinglan still had something to say, he said again in a deep voice: "You have calmed down enough now, but your state of mind is not yet in place. Find a higher roof, look up at the stars, calm your mind, and in less than half an hour, you will get what you want!"

"With your talent, you should be able to reach the threshold of Grandmaster..."

"I like quietness, don't disturb me anymore!"

boom!

Hearing Su Wen's instructions, Long Qinglan trembled all over. He could even touch the threshold of a Grandmaster...

She had never been excited since she started practicing martial arts, but today, she felt like she was dreaming.

"Thank you, thank you, Senior. Senior, this is the Hundred-Year-Old Divine Fruit I prepared for you. It can prolong your life. I hope you will accept it!"

"I know you don't want to see me, so please leave it on the door. I'm leaving now!"

Long Qinglan was already very satisfied to receive guidance from the old master of martial arts. As for the things he wanted to ask, he had to put them aside for now.

She didn't want to offend this respected old man because of these things.

So, he winked at his assistant, respectfully hung the gift box on the door, and then the two of them hurried away.

"Sir... there's something I don't know whether I should say..."

Zhao Yan said shyly.

"explain……"

Long Qinglan glanced at Zhao Yan expressionlessly, his arrogant look leaving no room for doubt.

Zhao Yan hurriedly said, "Sir, I think this voice sounds too young, and... very familiar. It's a bit like Su Wen's voice!"

Hearing this, Long Qinglan's embroidered eyebrows knitted slightly, and her epaulettes sparkled in the sunlight. Thinking back, it seemed that they were really similar, but soon, she said coldly: "Humph, whether he is Mr. Martial Saint or not, you think I can judge it, right?"

"You think I didn't hear the similarities between Senior Martial Saint and Su Wen's voices? But have you ever considered that the voice came from inside the villa? Yet it felt like the real person was right in front of me. With that kind of control and that kind of powerful internal energy, do you think Su Wen could achieve that?"

Zhao Yan opened her eyes wide and quickly bowed respectfully, "My Lady Marshal, I know I was wrong. I...thought things were too simple."

Long Qinglan didn't care, but said seriously: "You have been with me for some years, but there is still a lot to learn."

After saying that, he stopped talking and strode forward.

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