The Lady stared blankly at the fat man in the photo. "My Lord, do you think there's something wrong with this person?"
"This person is No. 60 High School's history teacher called Wang Zukang. People call him Old Antique. He once taught Odd Zhuo. So my venerable self speculates that this person might be Odd Zhuo's biggest backer. But my venerable self's investigation shows that he probably came up with this name after he retired from the martial arts world several hundred years ago … "The man smiled slightly." Look carefully at this person's face. Don't you think he looks a little familiar? "
"…"
The Lady stared at the photo for a long time, then shook her head with a blank expression. "Forgive this subordinate for being slow-witted, my Lord, please enlighten me …"
The middle-aged man sighed and stroked his beard. "Have you heard of … the story of Gorgeous Itinerant?"
Gorgeous Itinerant?
The Lady was suddenly enlightened. Of course she had! This was the man who had personally established the international ranking list of killers a thousand years ago! Furthermore, he was the guardian of the list! This was a genuine top-notch expert who had left behind a lot of illustrious legends in the cultivation world.
The Lady clearly remembered that when this Gorgeous Itinerant had been famous back then, he had once stabbed a Soul Formation cultivator to death with a finger qigong, and his strength was unfathomable … but it was said that a long time ago, he had withdrawn from the dispute because of a mistake.
The Lady stared at the photo with a horrified expression on her face. "My Lord, are you saying that this high school teacher is Gorgeous Itinerant?"
The middle-aged man nodded solemnly. "That's right."
The Lady's face was instantly flustered. "But … rumor has it that Gorgeous Itinerant is one of the most handsome men in the world!"
Because she had once been interested in Gorgeous Itinerant, the Lady had looked up a lot of information on him. Although she hadn't been able to find a specific photo, based on the accounts of those who had seen Gorgeous Itinerant's true face, it could be summed up in four words: unparalleled in appearance and unmatched in style.
So, how could the real Gorgeous Itinerant be a fatty who ate spicy strips?!
The Lady stared at the photo and took a deep breath. "My Lord, this subordinate thinks there's something wrong."
"You don't allow other people to get fat?"
The middle-aged man chuckled. "Have you ever heard of a different kind of handsome man?"
The Lady: "…"
After a pause, the middle-aged man got up and slowly stared at the Lady. "Don't worry, there's absolutely no mistake. And do you know? Back then, there were actually two people who established the International Assassin Ranking … "
The Lady: "Two people?"
The Lord: "Gorgeous Itinerant is just one of them. There's another senior who's as strong as him, and people give him the nickname: Taoist Taotie. Because its face was incomparably ugly, it looked like a Taotie, hence its name. Many people who have seen his true face were scared to death … "
The Lady: "…"
Castle Lord: "The two of them were originally like brothers. But because Gorgeous Itinerant was too handsome, all the rumors in the outside world revolved around him … It seemed that it was because of this incident that Taoist Taotie and Gorgeous Itinerant had fallen out. Moreover, it seems that Gorgeous Itinerant's mistake before he left the cultivation world is also related to this matter. "
The Lady was stupefied when she heard this story, and felt like her brain couldn't take it anymore. Because she really hadn't heard anything about that Taoist Taotie who stood shoulder to shoulder with Gorgeous Itinerant …
She stared at the middle-aged man in front of her and plucked up her courage to ask, "This subordinate is slow-witted. May I ask the Lord … why are you so familiar with this matter?"
The middle-aged man chuckled. "Because Taoist Taotie told me himself. He might have gotten fat, but Taoist Taotie is sure that even if this person turned into ashes, he would still recognize him! "
The Lady: "… Has the Lord already recruited Senior Taoist Taotie?"
"I wouldn't dare say that. At most, we're partners, and we each take what we need." The middle-aged man waved his hand, then looked at the Lady. "That's what I wanted to tell you this time."
The Lady: "What's the plan after this?"
"From now on, our main target is this Gorgeous Itinerant hiding in No. 60 High. The rumor is that he has an invincible killing weapon that even a True Immortal would be intimidated by. If my Mo Immortal Castle wants to rise in the future, we can only rely on it now … "
The Lady nodded solemnly. "The Lord is wise! This subordinate will definitely do my best to investigate this matter! "
"Very good." The middle-aged man nodded. "First, we can send some people to infiltrate this school and scout out the way for Senior Taotie."
The Lady replied, "Yes!"
Speaking up to this point, the middle-aged man suddenly looked a little nostalgic. "Hm … by the way, isn't one of the classes that this Gorgeous Itinerant is in charge of now Grade One, Class Three?"
The Lady: "What's so special about Grade One, Class Three?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that when I was in high school, I was also in Class Three?"
The middle-aged man's gaze suddenly fell on the glass of milk on the table, and there were actually tears in his eyes. "My mom even gave me two cans of Wangzai milk …"
The Lady: "…"
…
…
At the entrance of the Wang family's small villa, Wang Ming's personal car driver parked the Aoguanhai war chariot on the opposite side of the road. Ever since Wang Ming had been kidnapped by Jiang Liuying, the younger sister of the Master of Shadow Stream at No. 59 High School, this personal car driver had never left Wang Ming's side whenever he went out, for fear that something would happen to him again.
President Qi had personally found this driver for Wang Ming. His surname was Zhai, and his first name was Yin. It was said that he was very strong, but Wang Ming couldn't tell why. He just simply felt that this person was a little scary, and that his aura was always chilly … Wang Ming felt that this guy shouldn't be called Zhai Yin, but "Haunted House."
Seeing that Zhai Yin was about to pull out the key, Wang Ming immediately stopped him. "Hey, you can go back first today … I'll give you a break."
Zhai Yin didn't turn his head, and only raised his head. His cold gaze was fixed on Wang Ming's face through the rearview mirror in the car, making Wang Ming tremble. Even his words were icy cold. "President Qi said that it's my duty to protect you."
"…"
Wang Ming was a little speechless.
Because when it came to safety … with Wang Ling around, he didn't have to worry at all!
Furthermore, the most important thing was that he was wearing long johns today!
Wang Ming pursed his lips and looked at him. "But this small villa is full of our family members. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to get involved?"
Zhai Yin: "President Qi said that it's my duty to protect you."
Wang Ming: "Then can you stay in the car?"
Zhai Yin: "President Qi said that it's my duty to protect you."
"…"
Wang Ming was helpless, and in the end could only get out of the car with this old driver … Zhai Yin's face was expressionless as he followed closely behind Wang Ming.
Wang Ming measured the distance between them with his eyes, and when he realized that the distance between them couldn't be more than 1.5 meters, he instantly felt a deep despair in his heart.
After ringing the doorbell, the old man and Mother Wang were busy in the kitchen and didn't hear it, so Wang Ling opened the door himself. As soon as he opened the door, Wang Ling sensed an icy aura from the person behind Wang Ming … and felt the temperature on his face drop.
Without another word, Wang Ling directly reached out and pulled Wang Ming into the room, then slammed the door shut with a "bang."
His hand was so fast that Zhai Yin couldn't react at all …
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