"If not, how would this old man realize his practice of moves was incorrect?"
Seeing this, the elder walked up to Xiao Chenyi.
"What are you doing here? If you don't properly prepare for your own affairs, what future can you have by just accompanying this old man every day?"
Xiao Chenyi lowered his head, obediently receiving the scolding.
The old man had just lost to Zhou Xuan and was feeling embarrassed, so he unleashed all his frustration onto his disciple.
Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes.
He hadn't encountered the junior, but instead, he met the senior.
Could this old man be Xiao Wushuang?
The next second, Xiao Chenyi called the old man "Master."
Zhou Xuan cursed inwardly.
He hadn't expected that this accidental encounter would lead to a confrontation with Xiao Wushuang.
It seemed Xiao Wushuang's true strength lay not in his martial arts, but in manipulating people's hearts and in strategy.
Seeing Xiao Chenyi's submissive demeanor, it was hard to imagine him winning the election.
"Old man, since your person is here, let's leave it at that for today. We'll chat again if fate allows."
"Wait!"
"This is my disciple, let you two compete!"
"Us?"
The old man glared, and Xiao Chenyi dared not speak.
He had been forced back quite a distance after blocking Zhou Xuan's previous move.
Master was truly embarrassing himself, using him as a test subject.
But he had no choice.
Xiao Wushuang was his master and uncle.
He had to obey the words of his elders.
Xiao Chenyi assumed a fighting stance.
However, Zhou Xuan was unwilling to continue.
"Never mind, I'm in a hurry to go back for breakfast."
"Hey, you kid, if you don't let my disciple win this time, you're not leaving."
"Oh, I'm going to miss my breakfast."
Zhou Xuan was speechless.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the old man pushed Xiao Chenyi, Xiao Chenyi immediately attacked.
Zhou Xuan received the blow with a calm expression.
After three moves.
Xiao Chenyi was flung by Zhou Xuan to the base of a tree, the leaves of which were all shaken off.
Seeing his disciple in a similar state, the old man got angry and sent his disciple to buy breakfast from Fengshan.
Immediately afterward, his expression changed, and he cupped his hands towards Zhou Xuan: "Young friend Zhou, may I ask, that palm strike just now, how was it executed?"
"Why does your way of striking seem so unpredictable and mysterious?"
The old man completely dropped his guard, treating Zhou Xuan as a peer.
Zhou Xuan smiled mysteriously, "You want to know?"
"Of course. If you are willing to teach me, name your price."
"What if I want you and your disciple to not block my path?"
Hearing this, Xiao Wushuang's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
"I mean, someone wants me to kill you."
"Who?"
"How could I possibly tell you?"
"In short, just look at who has been overly enthusiastic towards you and your young disciple recently, and you'll know."
Xiao Wushuang was no fool, and he immediately grabbed Zhou Xuan, "What do you know?"
"I don't know anything."
"Don't play dumb. Were you doing this on purpose today?"
"You're the one who's playing dumb! I was just here to train, how could I know what you were doing here? I didn't even know you. If you hadn't been so quick-tempered and attacked first, why would I have fought like this?"
"You just said my move was wrong, and you got angry?"
"Don't try to rely on your age."
Xiao Wushuang was speechless.
He felt he was being too suspicious.
"That was my disciple, Xiao Chenyi. My name is Xiao Wushuang. You, a young man, are quite interesting."
"At such a young age, you possess such skill."
"If you kill me, I will have no complaints."
Zhou Xuan found Xiao Wushuang to be a bit naively foolish.
Looking at the old man's gaze, he finally said, "Stop flattering me. If you want to learn that move, I'll teach you!"
"You're not going to kill me anymore?"
"Just kidding."
Xiao Wushuang no longer brought up the matter.
He preferred practicing martial arts and cultivation to these things.
Now that he had finally found such a master, how could he let go?
"Elder Xiao, how about this: I'll teach you this move completely, and you help me with something?"
"What favor?"
"Withdraw from the election."
"You're not sent by Yu Tongming, are you?"
"What are you talking about? Who is Yu Tongming? I have no idea."
"I only have one thing to say, the Qin family is my sworn enemy. You must never let Xiao Chenyi cooperate with them."
"I have a blood feud with them."
Xiao Wushuang frowned, "We have always had no dealings with the Qin family."
Zhou Xuan thought to himself, not yet, but soon there would be.
Xiao Chenyi seemed honest, but rumors said he was ruthless.
Zhou Xuan was undecided whether to get rid of him or not.
From their earlier conversation, it seemed Xiao Chenyi didn't want to do what he was supposed to do.
But Master Xiao Wushuang was forcing him.
Why was that?
It seemed he had to start with the old man.
He picked up a twig and demonstrated to Xiao Wushuang as they talked.
"I heard this election is very important, why does Xiao Chenyi seem so unenthusiastic?"
Xiao Wushuang sighed.
"It's because our Xiao family was once oppressed due to our lack of power and influence, which led to my daughter's disappearance."
"Now we must stand tall, gather the Four Great Divine Artifacts, command the world, and find my daughter!"
"To avenge her."
"Your daughter?"
"Yes, her name is Xiao Nanyue."
With a clang.
The twig Zhou Xuan was holding suddenly dropped to the ground.
He rushed forward and grabbed the man tightly, "Xiao Nanyue?"
"Are you sure?"
"Nan as in 'south,' Yue as in the moon rising above the clouds."
Zhou Xuan was stunned, and finally, tears streamed down his face.
"Xiao Nanyue, Xiao Nanyue, that's my mother's name."
It was Xiao Wushuang's turn to be dumbfounded.
"You young man, you can't just claim kinship like that!"
Zhou Xuan mumbled to himself.
In his memory, his mother had never taken him back to her maternal home.
Could this person really be his maternal grandfather?
Seeing Zhou Xuan's dazed expression, Xiao Wushuang could no longer remain calm.
"You... you must be of the same name, right?"
Zhou Xuan shook his head, "It's not just the same name. My mother comes from a prominent family in Shangjing and married into Cangyun City."
"I never met my mother's family since childhood."
"The Zhou family was exterminated ten years ago, and I am their sole survivor."
As Zhou Xuan finished speaking word by word, Xiao Wushuang walked towards him step by step, disbelievingly.
"You, are you truly my grandson?"
"My heavens! Heaven above, what kind of misfortune is this?"
Xiao Wushuang, overcome with great joy and sorrow, exclaimed in anger, "Ten years ago, she did indeed disappear."
"The Zhou family was destroyed, and I've been trying to find any survivors from that year."
"But all my efforts were in vain."
"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have made Chenyi do things he didn't want to do."
Zhou Xuan's eyes turned red, and he quickly regained his composure.
He wrote the words "Xiao Nanyue" in the dirt.
Then, he knelt before Xiao Wushuang.
"Grandfather, your grandson Zhou Xuan pays his respects!"
"Oh, you..."
Xiao Wushuang was stunned.
He didn't even notice the bun he was holding drop from Xiao Chenyi's hand.
He felt as if, by buying a few buns, he had suddenly missed out on a fortune!