An Xin looked at the young man in front of him with confusion.
He thought of the old beggar who came to the door the day after he opened the inn and wanted to trick Qiu Sheng. There was nothing wrong with that man except that he was a little sloppy, a little weak in martial arts, and a little hypocritical. After thinking about it, he said:
"Master Fang is the leader of Zijin Temple, Taoist Priest Ziwen who is respected by everyone in the world. Your money..."
"You need to pay more, right? Are these enough?"
Before An Xin could finish speaking, the young man took out a wad of banknotes from his arms and placed them in front of An Xin.
An Xin looked at the stack of silver notes in front of him in a daze. With his temperament as a money-lover, he could tell at a glance that the stack of silver notes was at least nine thousand taels. Thought and said:
"Your money?"
"He came from the right place and didn't do any deals to kill people or get goods."
"Uh~ You misunderstood. I mean, sir, what kind of business are you in? I also want to get a share in it."
"We'll talk about this later. Can Mr. An help me kill the Fang Master with the money?"
"I'm curious how you thought of finding me."
An Xin looked at the young man with confusion.
"There are rumors in the world that I have heard about you defeating Master Fang with a cloth shoe."
"Well, so why did you kill Master Fang?"
When the young man heard An Xin's question, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, exhaled and said:
"Master Fang is my grandfather."
"oh."
"Mr. An, don't you think it's strange that I want to kill my grandfather?"
Seeing that An Xin still looked calm after hearing his words, the young man suddenly became confused.
"Well, your situation has been made up by the storyteller before. My father is a decent person and my mother is a saint from the devil's sect. The two of them were fooling around outside. After being discovered by the elders of the two families, they decided to He killed two people because of his reputation. This is nothing new."
"Mr. An, you are wrong this time. In fact...my mother is a decent person, and my father is a member of the Demon Cult."
"Well~ Then you are really special."
An Xin couldn't help but praise.
When the young man heard An Xin's sarcasm, he was not angry and continued:
"Zijinguan has always been famous in the world for killing people from the Weihai Demon Sect. My mother met my father by chance. The two went through some bloody dramas and finally got together.
My grandfather, Mr. Fang Shi, the famous Ziwen Daoist in the world, heard the news and insisted on breaking up the two of them. My father knelt down and begged my grandfather to give him a chance, even if he wanted to marry Zijin Temple. My mother was pregnant at that time, so my grandfather had no choice but to agree to the relationship between the two of them, but he had to make sure that my father was not allowed to show the demon sect's skills in front of outsiders. "
"Isn't this a good ending? It's pretty much the same as the ending written by Mr. Storyteller."
An Xin said with a puzzled look.
"Haha, if this ends up, do I need to ask you to kill my grandfather? My grandfather is old and mature, how could he really let my father, a member of the devil's sect, go.
On my fifth birthday, my grandfather told my father that he would hold a grand birthday party to celebrate my birthday and asked my father to invite his family to drink and celebrate together. My father thinks that since I have grown up, my grandfather should also look past the conflict between the demonic sect and the righteous. So he invited all his relatives over.
But it was that day that the entire venue was stained with blood. Even my father and more than a hundred people died at the hands of my grandfather. My mother also went crazy after that day. And my grandfather became famous throughout the world for killing more than a hundred people from the Weihai Demon Cult. "
"Well, it should be said that you are quite miserable."
"Yes, so from that day on, I only had one goal in life: killing Master Fang. Can you understand me?"
The young man's eyes turned red as he spoke.
Seeing the young man like this, An Xin couldn't help but slapped the young man again and cursed:
"No, you must be mentally ill. You know Master Fang's reputation and you come to me to kill him. Do you want to throw dirty water on my head? I'm really bored, listening to all your nonsense here. Kill. If I become Master Fang, how can I survive in the world?"
The young man was slapped inexplicably by An Xin, and he said weakly and aggrievedly:
"Mr. An, isn't his name in the world called Mr. Evil? You still care about these things."
"Haha~ It doesn't matter if a man does something outrageous at the age of 15. Others will only think that you are a little immature. Everyone knows that the forces behind me will not do anything to me. If I am 19 years old now, I still assassinate a well-known and decent man. Leader, other forces will think that I am ignorant, and it will be Dongdao behind me who will be affected.
There are rules in the world of doing whatever you are at any age. If you break the rules, let alone me, the third best person in the world, even Wu Tianli will not end up well. "
"Mr. An, you are so powerful that you can hide it from all the Jianghu people and kill Master Fang. Don't worry, I will definitely keep it secret until you kill Master Fang."
The young man heard An Xin's words and quickly assured him.
"Um~ The key point is that what you just said has been listened to by others."
When the young man heard An Xin's words, he jumped up from the bench like a frightened grasshopper. When Xi Zhou looked around and found no one, he said aggrievedly:
"Mr. An, where is this person? Don't lie to me."
"No, look at the door yourself."
When the young man heard An Xin's words, he looked in the direction of An Xin's eyes and saw two people standing at the door.
