"You are here."

When they entered the courtyard, they saw the three apprentices there.

"Now that you're here, I thought you didn't have to show your face again."

The disciple standing in the middle said coldly.

"Don't you dare to show up? Hehe, you guys are in a dragon's pool and a tiger's den here, or what? What's the reason you don't dare to show up?"

Xiao Chen sneered.

"The phone call just now was made by you, right?"

"I did it, how about it?"

The second disciple standing in the middle exuded a cold aura.

Feeling this cold breath, a sneer flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his murderous aura suddenly broke out.

Almost instantly, the expressions of the three disciples changed drastically.

They knew how powerful Xiao Chen was, but they didn't expect that he would be so powerful!

"My little friend is here? Please come in."

Suddenly, an old voice came from inside.

After Xiao Chen hesitated, he knocked on the door, then pushed it open and walked in.

He looked around and saw old man Linghu sitting on the futon with a long sword with a sharp cold light in front of him.

"Mr. Linghu."

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and greeted him respectfully.

"Well, please sit down."

Mr. Linghu nodded and glanced at the black bag in his hand.

It is worth mentioning that before leaving just now, Mr. Long was a little anxious when he saw that Xiao Chen wanted to put the Xuanyuan knife in a plastic bag.

Therefore, he changed into a black bag and packed the Xuanyuan knife.

"Mr. Linghu, I just answered a phone call."

Xiao Chen looked at Mr. Linghu and asked slowly.

"Huh? Phone? What phone?"
Chapter completed!