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"Mr. Han, this spiritual cultivation pill must reach the fifth level of foundation building before it can be obtained. If you are given to you in violation of the rules, the Fourth Master will pursue it and I can't afford it."

The person speaking was a rich old man who was about fifty years old, wearing a brown rabbit velvet jacket. His eyes narrowed slightly, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and his hands were inserted into his sleeves, leaning back on the back of the chair, his face full of embarrassment.

This person's name is Sun Fang, the guardian of the Yao Pavilion.

Originally, it was no one outsider's turn to take on the role of such a fat deacon in the Medicine Pavilion. However, when Zhao Shengya saw him being loyal and loyal, he was so dedicated, so he put him in this position under great pressure, and even had a big fight with Zhao Shengxiong and others who were strongly opposed.

In the past, when his ex-girl came to the Yao Pavilion, Sun Fang would always greet him by stepping down and wait early at the entrance of the Yao Pavilion. His ex-girl had told him many times, and there was no need to be so, but he kept insisting, which made his ex very embarrassed and rarely came here again afterwards.

"Uncle Sun, you and I are both acquaintances, how could I make it difficult for you?" Zhao Han chuckled, his face remained unchanged, and he stood in the hall like this, looking at Deacon Sun, who was still leaning on the back of the chair and didn't even want to move his butt, a touch of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

The news of Zhao Shengya's disappearance has only been four days since the news of his disappearance, and this person's heart has turned upside down. If it were before, Deacon Sun would not dare to sit on the chair so boldly, but let himself stand in the hall.

A hint of astonishment flashed in Deacon Sun's eyes and said hurriedly: "Uh... Master Han, what do you mean..."

"Yes, I'm lucky. After three days of illness, I suddenly got my sensation and broke through it in an instant. According to our Zhao family's rules, any children who have a foundation-building level or above can receive the corresponding spiritual cultivation pill to assist in their cultivation. I'm here to adopt the spiritual pill now, which is not difficult for you, Deacon Sun, to do it?"

Zhao Han smiled, became polite in his words, and changed his words to call him "Deacon Sun", but what he said was like thunder.

"What? Young Master Han, you actually broke through and entered the fifth level of foundation building?" Deacon Sun stood up from the chair in shock. His rich face was full of shock. He looked at Zhao Han up and down, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Han smiled, his eyelids drooped, and said quietly: "Why, Deacon Sun doesn't believe it?"

"No, no, Young Master Han, it's not that I don't believe it, but that it doesn't conform to the rules of the family." Deacon Sun's eyes flashed with panic, he licked his lips, and said, "According to the family rules, if you want to come to the Medicine Pavilion to apply for the Spiritual Pill, at least you must have the certificate of going to the Spiritual Academy. Otherwise, people say that they are the fifth level of foundation building, but they can't come up with evidence. Do you think I'll give it to it or not?"

Zhao Han's mouth raised slightly, and he didn't say anything. There was no trace of anger on his face, as if a pool of bottomless water, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit. He quietly looked at the rich little old man in front of him, and sneered in his heart.

I kept biting the rules. When my ex-father was there, why didn’t you see you bit these two words on your lips? Isn’t it just that I’m not good at tying me and I’m missing my father again? The so-called ungrateful wolf probably refers to such a person.

"Mr. Han, what's wrong with you? This look is so ugly. I'm timid, don't scare me, otherwise... I'm afraid I can't help but scream."

Deacon Sun leaned forward, with a look of fear on his face, but his eyes were full of ridicule and provocation. The old face was less than three feet away from Zhao Han. Zhao Han could slap the ungrateful old man with just a light raising his hand.

It's really worth it!

Zhao Han moved his right hand, his eyes flowed, and he glanced at the bottom of the screen behind him, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, took a few steps back, opened the distance with Deacon Sun, and said in a deep voice: "Deacon Sun, is it true that as long as I ascend to the Spirit Academy to prove that I have the fifth level of foundation building cultivation, you will send me the Spiritual Pill according to the rules?"

"This is natural." Deacon Sun's eyes flashed with regret. He picked up the teacup and said impatiently, "Young Master Han, please go quickly. I still have official duties, so I won't be with you."

"I hope Deacon Sun, you keep your promise. If you have any other requirements, now you will say together, don't wait for me to come with the certificate of the Spiritual Academy, and you will make other requests."

Zhao Han seemed to have never seen Deacon Sun's move to serve tea and see him off. He smiled, showed his white teeth, and said, "I have a bad temper. I beat Zhao Yu, who insulted his elders twice yesterday, and today I almost broke Zhao Jie who was unreasonable."

"Although my father has disappeared and has no backer in this mansion, I am still the legitimate son of Zhao. Before the new head of the family ascended the throne, my father was still the title of the head of the Zhao family. I am still the eldest master of Zhao family in this Green Willow Town."

"If it were other Zhao's children, I might have to worry about it and not be able to kill him. But if I kill one or two dog slaves who are ungrateful and cannot correct my identity, I think even if the family punishes me, it will be only a small punishment at most, and I can still bear it!"

"If there are really some ignorant guys who don't even care about their own lives in order to support others' stinky feet, then I will just give him a chance."

"And their wives, children, and children."

"Do you think this is the reason, Deacon Sun?"

When Deacon Sun heard this, his whole body was trembling, his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He had stood up from the chair at some point, his eyes were filled with panic and fear. Looking at the boy who was so close to him, his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.

Is this the gentleman Han who is humble and gentle, broad-minded, and even laughs at him even when he is ridiculed in front of others?

This figure is still so familiar, with the nose and mouth are exactly the same, but the look is like a lonely wolf, making people feel panicked.

If he had known that Young Master Han was like this, his Sun Fang would never have dared to participate in this matter.

After all, he is just a foreigner. Now that the stage is gone, he will naturally change his family. Now, what is more likely to win the favor of the new master than to use his former master's only son as a letter of favour?

Originally, Deacon Sun thought that even if he was a little more presumptuous or excessive, he would choose to endure and settle things with Zhao Han's past way of dealing with people and Zhao Shengya's disappearance and his backer was gone, so he should choose to endure and give in and settle things.

But unexpectedly, the fact gave Sun Fang a loud slap. Every word Zhao Han said was like a muffled thunder, blowing hard on his heart, shocking him to nearly despair.

This is by no means a joke, but a fact. If Zhao Han is completely angry and is punished, he will have to take more custody. Sun Fang will definitely die without a burial place, and even his wife, children, and family will not be able to save him.

By then, I guess many people would be happy to see this scene. It’s so interesting if a dog bites a dog.

Deacon Sun was trembling like a sieve, almost kneeling down, and with a sad face: "Young Master Han..."

"Don't, I can't bear it. You don't need to say much. I won't make you embarrassed. I also hope that after I get the certificate of Shengling Academy, you won't make things difficult for me. After all, we will meet again and get together and part with you." Zhao Han waved his hand, stopped Deacon Sun's explanation, glanced at the screen, looked at him meaningfully, and said, "Give people a way to live, a way out is to give yourself a way out."

Looking at Zhao Han who was leaving, Deacon Sun felt pale and his feet were soft, his butt fell on the seat, panting, and his clothes were covered in cold sweat. The cold wind blew through the window, causing him to have goose bumps all over his body. Thinking of Zhao Han's deep eyes, his back felt even colder, and he was afraid.

"That look...that look is like a ferocious beast. If I dared to make any moves just now, he would definitely kill me!"

"Deacon Sun, have you agreed on what you were doing just now? Why did you change your mind temporarily?"

At this moment, two people turned out from behind the screen. In the winter, they only wore a robe, revealing their strong figure. The person on the left was straight and had a black mole on his left face. He started to complain.

"Xiaoqiu, don't blame Deacon Sun. Since that kid has discovered us, how could he be fooled?" The other man looked pretty, waved his hand, stopped his companions' complaints, and said softly to Deacon Sun, "But it doesn't matter. This time it won't work. There is another time. Now he has no backer, just a dog who falls into the water, and he can't make any waves."

"It will be easy to kill Mr. Jie in the future."

Deacon Sun wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a tired tone: "Two, I, Old Sun, have done what I can do today. You can do the rest yourself. If Mr. Jie blames him, it doesn't matter to me. At worst, I won't be the guardian of the Medicine Pavilion."

"What did you say?" The man with a black mole on his face was obviously a bad temper. He rushed forward and raised his fist with a fierce look, as if he wanted to tear Deacon Sun apart.

"Why, I want to hit me? If you have sex, you will hit me. If you don't hit you, it's my son! I can't do anything to Zhao Han, can't you still do anything to you as a little guard?"

Deacon Sun roared, his face turned red and his eyes were fierce. He was facing the man in a tit-for-tat way and did not fall into a disadvantage. The fear that Zhao Han had left in his heart began to ferment at this moment, making him panic. After finding the vent, he burst out hysterically.

"Don't be excited, you are all your own people, don't do it!" Seeing that the situation was not good, another man quickly inserted into the middle of the two and started a smooth move.

Deacon Sun took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said, "You go back and tell Mr. Jie that I, Old Sun, have already done everything I can. He is going to the Spirit Academy to test his cultivation level. You can do what you should do."

"It is not convenient to keep guests in the Yao Pavilion, so it is easy to leave, so it is not sent."

"Oh, I think I'm awesome, right?" The man with a black mole sneered and said sarcastically, "I tell you, this is the last chance that Mr. Jie gives you. If you don't cherish it, hehe... it's not the only one who dares to kill people."

"You..." Deacon Sun's face was pale and there was no trace of blood when he heard this.
Chapter completed!