After leaving the Tianting Office in Beijing, Song Xiao hesitated again and again went to the courtyard house in Luogu Lane.

There were some things that he wanted to ask clearly in person.

I found the place with ease and rang the doorbell. After a while, someone opened the door from the inside. Seeing it was him, he said directly: "The master is waiting for you inside."

Owner?

Song Xiao was slightly startled.

I couldn't help but take a look at this young man in his early twenties. The energetic young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked quite normal.

The other party looked calm and didn't feel anything inappropriate at all.

When Song Xiao came here before, he said he was delivering a message to Mr. Su, but the man invited him in without saying anything.

It feels very strange to hear this obviously anachronistic title at this moment.

Heaven has kept pace with the times, but here it is still the same?

Song Xiao endured the doubts in her heart, went in with the young man, and was led to the reception area in the front hall.

The rich and handsome Mr. Su was drinking tea there. When he saw him coming in, he nodded slightly and said as warmly as jade: "Sit down."

The young man turned around quietly and went out, closing the door gently.

Mr. Su poured a cup of tea for Song Xiao, pushed it over and asked, "Have you been there?"

Song Xiaoxin said it was indeed you!

Nodding: "I've been there before, and it's a little different than I imagined."

Mr. Su smiled slightly and looked at Song Xiao: "What do you think it should be?"

"After all, it is the legendary supreme palace of the gods. Even if it is an institution located in the human world, it must be similar no matter what."

Thinking of the dilapidated office space, Song Xiao felt bad.

To be honest, compared to his studio, Tianting’s office in Beijing is far behind.

"That's the real heaven you've never seen."

Mr. Su spoke gently and said with a smile: "If I see him, I might be even more disappointed."

"Have you seen it?"

Song Xiao still doesn't know the true identity of Mr. Su, and the other party doesn't seem to have any idea to solve his doubts.

I guess he must be a person of some status.

Director of Tianting Office in Beijing?

Mr. Su did not answer, but said to Song Xiao: "I know your purpose of coming, and I have a few words for you."

Song Xiao nodded: "You say."

Mr. Su looked at him and said, "I suggest you join Tianting."

"Your master has protected you very well these years."

When the other party mentioned master, Song Xiao subconsciously sat up straight.

Mr. Su saw this and continued calmly: "In his opinion, all you need in your life is peace and joy."

"He doesn't want you to come into contact with the real side of the world too early."

"If he could, he would never want you to come into contact with him while he was alive."

Song Xiao did not refute because the other party told the truth.

Except for the occasional lack of martial ethics and cheating him with dark dishes, the master really doted on him.

And he also knows that those unpalatable things are actually for his own good.

"But this idea is wrong."

Song Xiao straightened his body slightly, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Mr. Su looked at him and said: "This world will not care about you as much as he does."

"When the storm comes, no one is immune."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Don't underestimate Heaven's heritage. There are still three thousand nails in a rotten ship."

"If your qualifications are really as stated in your master's letter, then your current state...can't actually be considered good."

"The heavenly changes are coming, and no one will give you the chance to practice slowly and slowly."

"It may seem like everything is calm, but maybe it will turn into stormy weather in just a few months."

"Wealth must be found in danger."

Song Xiao looked at Mr. Su: "Are you following my master?"

Mr. Su shook his head slightly: "It's not important."

"He entrusted you to me, but you are an adult. I cannot and will not influence your thoughts."

"So, what I said are just suggestions. It's up to you to decide how to choose."

Song Xiao nodded to express understanding.

"There is another thing I need to remind you."

Mr. Su looked at Song Xiao and his expression became serious: "There are many enemies in heaven. In fact, it is more accurate to say that there are many enemies in China, especially in the past hundred years."

"So the battle damage rate of Heavenly Court's field personnel is very high!"

Although Mr. Su's tone in front of him remained gentle, Song Xiao could feel a hint of bloodshed in his words.

Mr. Su continued: "This is why they have always been short of people."

Finally, he looked at Song Xiao.

"Don't think that you can avoid danger by staying away from them."

"According to my estimation, it won't be long before the real hard days for casual cultivators in the world are coming."

"If you fight alone, you will die faster."

Song Xiao: "..."

Although he didn't have time to say it, it was indeed a voice deep in his heart.

If it's so dangerous, why should I move forward?

For the shabby office space?

Or for the salary of 10,000 to 20,000?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Qin Sansui, who dropped out of school.

Could it be...that this is also the reason?

Mr. Su looked at Song Xiao: "I've finished speaking. How you decide depends on you."

"Even if he entrusts you to me, I will not interfere too much in your life."

An educated person speaks with a level of skill!

The so-called "not intervening too much" probably means - I won't care too much about you.

Well, nothing wrong!

Although he grew up under the protection of his master, he is not the kind of person who likes to rely on others for everything.

"Any more questions?" Mr. Su looked at Song Xiao calmly.

In fact, there are still many problems.

For example, why does the sky change?

Who is our greatest enemy?

For example, why do those ghost kings and monsters hunt talented practitioners?

For another example, he most wanted to ask Mr. Su in front of him...who are you?

These were all questions he wanted to know when he came.

But now, Song Xiao suddenly didn't want to ask.

The other party has expressed an attitude in a gentle and implicit way——

Not far, not close.

He understood.

In this case, it is useless to ask more questions.

"No more, thank you!"

Song Xiao stood up and said goodbye: "Sit down, I'm leaving."
To be continued...