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"Do you think that the trick you just played was very impressive? Do you think that the strength you accidentally revealed will surprise everyone? Or do you think that you can reach the position of Sword Master and let everyone sincerely mourn?

From now on, you can escape from my shadow. I tell you, it is impossible. As my son, you have the qualification and the obligation to bring daddy to remove obstacles. Who do you think you are? Everything you have

It's all given to you by your father. You should accept it with gratitude instead of rejecting it tremblingly. So accept your identity and responsibility as the son of the Sword Master generously, practice your sword skills well, and beat the rest of your life.

Put aside all your miscellaneous abilities, swordsmanship is where you will flourish in the future, don’t hesitate anymore, practice seriously in the gym, and inherit my position from dad!"

Faced with a burst of curses from Muto Seiran, Muto Shu really had no shame in staying here, so he quickly packed up his things and left in despair.

He doesn't know why this is happening. I obviously won a game, but my dad still seems to be ignoring me. What happened to the friendly and kind eyes before? Did I just see it wrong?

Silently recalling the moment when Muto Seiran looked at him just now, he knew very well that the second generation's vision was absolutely unmistakable. He indeed admired the kind of fighting he had done before, but he still took the action

This harsh way may be a condition for him to show his father's love.

He was quibbling silently in his heart, thinking that this was how he could accept his father's doting on him. While he was thinking this, Maoli came to him at some point, nodded to him and said, "How are you?

Is Dad okay with you?" He said this, but his tone was almost a joke.

Muto Xiu looked at him angrily and said: "You still don't know about the relationship between our families. Since you took me into the detective agency, when did the relationship between me and him hide from you?"

Mao Li just laughed, not caring about what he was targeting.

To him, this is just a child's excuse. In fact, he still cares about his father, just like his little daughter will pester him every day when he goes back. The family affection between father and son is really

It can’t be cut off.”

When he was thinking this way, Mao Li gently leaned into his ear and said: "How about this, you follow me away for a while and take some time outside to relax. Anyway, your father is looking at you with eyes and ears.

Come with me for a walk outside, and you can relax and unwind, don't you think?"

This sentence made Muto look at him a little puzzled. He was still thinking about what kind of situation could make a penniless Maori want to treat him.

Although Maoli didn't say a word whether it was a treat, the content of his sentence simply said: I will take you on vacation with me, do you think it's okay?

Muto couldn't understand it anyway, but he immediately nodded and said to him: "Let's go! I can't stay here any longer."

As soon as he finished speaking, Maori took Muto's hand and rushed out of the door without a chance to talk to the people behind him. He finally managed to leave with a person on his back. Why wouldn't he leave any time for them to ask questions?

Just like this, Muto Seiran finally saw his son. Less than half an hour after he stood in front of his eyes, he was taken away by another man. He was so angry in his heart, why did I agree to it when I was so good?

Are you allowed to join that detective agency? He threw all the books on the ground angrily, ignored the inquiries of the disciples around him, and went back inside to practice in seclusion alone.

They completely forgot about the two people Maki and his son in the middle of the field. They met each other and didn't know what was going on. They came up to kick the ball. Now that it has ended like this, I really don't know what to say.

At this time, Chang Yuanming, the eldest disciple, stood up and said bluntly: "You two have been defeated today, so you don't need to say anything else! Please, there is a dormitory nearby where you can take a rest. If you still feel

If it’s not enough, I can stay overnight for one more night. It won’t be too late to leave tomorrow. What do you think?”

After saying this, Maki turned away on the spot and took his son's hand and said, "No need, we have a place to rest." After that, he left.

The people at the Muto Kendo Gym didn't have a good impression of him because of their behavior in coming here to compete in the gym.

Like, when they saw each other take the initiative to leave, they stopped saying anything. After seeing each other off for a while, they returned to their kendo gym without any further interruption.

Just like that, a good game just disappeared.

After Muto returned, he found that he was the only one in the detective agency. He asked Maori curiously: "You said I am not the only one who takes me to rest, right? Where are the others?"

He was still thinking in his mind that the stingy Mao Li was indeed as good as the stingy one. He really saved as much as he could. It seemed that the number of days he needed to bleed needed to be improved.

When he was thinking this, Mao Li suddenly slapped him on the shoulder and said to him: "What are you thinking about? You must not be thinking of anything good, otherwise the corner of your mouth would not be so evil."

"No way, it's obviously you who invited me here. Since you said I'm weird, why don't you say it's you who is stingy!"

"You dare to say that I am stingy. Believe it or not, I will bring you to your father right away and give you a good scolding. Then don't talk about taking a vacation. You can just train me obediently."

This was a severe threat. It seemed that he had guessed what Muto was thinking, but Muto didn't listen to him. He only heard him say: "Okay, I'll go back when the time comes. You can use me when the time comes."

Don’t miss me.”

He turned around and left. When Mao Li saw that Muto was really going to leave, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed his hand and said, "My grandpa, don't be so anxious when you say that? We can discuss anything."

He really couldn't bear to let Muto leave. Among the people under him, only Muto had the highest strength value. If he were to let him leave, he really didn't know how long it would take to find the next suitable candidate.

When Wu Teng saw his expression, he thought about his guess. Sure enough, he must be inseparable and must have something good.

He sat there obediently again, waiting for Shi Maoli's next conversation.

"Tell me, what's going on? I need to solve it. You're not usually so nice and considerate. Please treat me! Hahaha."
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