"Yes," Jiang Feng said, "Okay, I'll leave after dinner!"

"Don't!" Zhao Min was so scared that she grabbed Jiang Feng's hand and said, "Don't leave!"

At that moment, time seemed to have stopped.

Under the moonlight, in the garden, Zhao Min actually took the initiative to hold Jiang Feng's hand.

Jiang Feng was slightly stunned.

Looking down, Zhao Min, his apprentice, beautiful apprentice, was so beautiful and extremely pretty under the moonlight.

At that moment, Jiang Feng actually had a little impulse and wanted to be here with her, doing something indescribable in the garden under the moonlight.

But in just a moment, Jiang Feng gave up this idea and secretly cursed himself as a beast.

Soon, Zhao Min also felt a little embarrassed, and was so scared that she quickly let go of her hand and found the topic: "By the way, Master, what kind of cultivation do you have?"

Ahem...

Jiang Feng coughed dryly, retracted his mind and said, "I am a fourth-grade martial saint!"

"Fourth-rank Martial Saint..."

Zhao Min muttered something, and suddenly a strange idea came up.

The master is the fourth-grade martial saint, and so is that Zhu Kunpeng.

If the master is willing to participate in the competition and fight with Zhu Kunpeng, maybe...

When Zhao Min first came up with this idea, she was quite excited, but soon she became lonely again.

Although the master is also a fourth-grade martial saint, Zhu Kunpeng has the entire Zhu family as his backing!

Even if the master really wins against him, he will definitely be hated by the Zhu family and even chased.

If it happens like that, wouldn’t it be like pushing the master into the fire pit?

So Zhao Min smiled bitterly and no longer thought about it.

...

While having a midnight snack in the cafeteria, I happened to meet my third uncle Zhao Baogang again.

Yesterday, Zhao Baogang had a pretty good attitude, but today, he looked frowning.

Seeing that his niece was very close to a boy, Zhao Baogang frowned secretly, walked over and said, "Xiao Min, I won't rest after so late."

"Uncle San!"

Zhao Min got up and bowed, saying, "I'm practicing martial arts with my master!"

Zhao Baogang snorted coldly, looked at Jiang Feng maliciously, and said, "The Zhao family actually recognizes a foreigner as a master. If you tell it, you are not afraid of jokes!"

Zhao Min was dissatisfied and said, "What's wrong with someone from other surnames? Don't you teach me how to practice, and you still don't allow me to become a disciple by myself?"

Zhao Baogang became even more angry when he was confronted by his niece and said, "Do you know him? Do you know his background? What if he has any intentions for you?"

Before Zhao Min could speak, Jiang Feng couldn't help it and said, "Big Brother, this is a bit too much."

At Zhao Baogang's age, Jiang Feng was more than enough to call him uncle.

But Jiang Feng is Zhao Min's master, one generation older than Zhao Min; so it is not wrong to call Zhao Baogang "Big Brother".

"Big Brother"

Zhao Baogang sneered again, looked at Jiang Feng with contempt, and said, "You are Xiao Min's master. It seems that your cultivation should be very good!"

Jiang Feng said: "It's okay to be careless!"

Zhao Baogang changed his voice and said, "It's not okay to be careless. If we teach our Xiao Min astray, it will be troublesome!"

Jiang Feng hated dealing with such an elderly old fried dough stick, and spoke hesitantly and sarcastically, so he said impatiently: "If you have anything, just say it, don't beat around the bush!"

"Okay!" Zhao Baogang said, "Xiao Min recognizes Master. We are elders and will never object, and we are even happy for her; but I want to try it, are you a master qualified?"

"Uncle San, don't!"

Zhao Min was shocked when she heard this.

You know, my third uncle is a third-grade martial saint, and his cultivation is the highest among his father and uncle’s generation!
Chapter completed!