The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the light is bright.

Under the towering tree, Ye Fan asked in confusion: "Who are you? What are you looking for me?"

The old man in Tang suit laughed.

"Little brother, don't be nervous. The three of us came to the wetland park to have fun and happened to see you. My granddaughter whispered and disturbed you. I'm so sorry."

"Who can I come to this remote park to visit in the middle of the night?"

At this time, the girl calmed down and was very dissatisfied with Ye Fan's attitude. She snorted: "What's your tone? Do you know who my grandfather is?"

"Who has anything to do with me."

Ye Fan looked indifferent, sat cross-legged again and said coldly, "I'm going to continue breathing, you guys leave quickly, don't disturb me."

"you!"

The girl stomped her feet in anger.

The old man in Tang wear smiled and said, "Little brother, my granddaughter is young, don't bother with her. I think you have a deep breathing experience. You are a master at a young age and have a love for friendship. I don't know the name of the little brother?"

"Ye Fan."

"Good name." The old man exclaimed and continued, "My husband's surname is Jiang."

Ye Fan's eyes flashed.

Good guy, he only revealed his last name and did not say his name. It seems that his identity is not simple; plus the old man's temperament of being arrogant without anger, and the young guard with a gun behind him.

All factors show that-

——The old man in Tang suit is a superior!

"This is my granddaughter, Jiang Ting."

After the words came, Jiang Ting held her chin proudly, "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, but you just need to know that everyone in the world who sees my grandfather should respectfully call him Mr. Jiang."

Mr. Jiang!

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows.

Not bad.

Because the title "public" is not something that ordinary people can use.

It seems that he underestimated the identity of the old man. The Jiang family seems to be a super big family. Did it come from Zhongzhou?

Xue Guan went to Zhongzhou and called tomorrow to ask if there is a big family surnamed Jiang in Zhongzhou.

"Old sir, I feel respectful."

At this time, Ye Fan became interested and stood up to greet him.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting was quite satisfied, but still said proudly: "Ye Fan, my grandfather praised your breathing technique very much. Tell me honestly what kind of strength you are now."

"Girl, don't be rude."

Mr. Jiang scolded.

In his opinion, Ye Fan could penetrate the tree trunk in one breath, and this method had reached the level of a master.

What is a master?

There are many talented people in the world, and there are countless masters of kung fu, but those who can be called masters are all masters.

At this stage, strength, speed, piercing force, reaction force, etc., they all surpass ordinary people, one against ten, dozens, or even hundreds of people.

And above this is the Grandmaster.

Masters, picking leaves to hurt people, and exhaling to kill people is no problem. This is because Masters master some methods of cultivation and can use the power of their bodies.

For example, the "qi" that Ye Fan exhaled just now is a kind of power; for ordinary people, it is just a simple breath in and out; but for the master, it can be used as a weapon and killed people from afar.

This is the master of martial arts.

Jiang Ting naturally knew it, but she didn't care.

Martial masters are very rare and powerful, but there are many martial arts masters in the family; and grandfather was even more terrifying than martial arts masters back then. Even if they were injured and fell, they were not as good as before, but their current strength was comparable to that of the masters.

So, why not be afraid of this disciple!

"Brother Ye is young and is already a master of martial arts. How could you, a yellow-haired girl, blasphemy, beg you immediately apologize."

Mr. Jiang scolded.

Jiang Ting pouted and said stubbornly, "Grandpa, isn't it just a master? What's so strange about it?"
Chapter completed!