"Elder Xu, it's time for us to leave, right?"
Wei Liangcai leaned over and whispered, with an imperceptible sneer floating on the corner of his mouth.
Elder Xu seemed not to have heard anything and was still sitting in his chair, his eyes slightly closed and motionless.
"Damn old man, are you deaf? You're just pretending, who are you showing me?"
Wei Liangcai cursed secretly, quickly swept his gloomy eyes, and raised his voice: "It's getting late, what's the point of waiting here? This is Hangzhou Prefecture. If that Jiangnan Yijian gets wind of it, things will be difficult to handle."
Elder Xu snorted and said: "A sword from Jiangnan? Isn't it amazing? I think back then, we could even come and go from Shaolin Temple freely. A sword from Jiangnan scared you, the majestic Venerable Wei?"
Relying on the old and betraying the old, boasting. Wei Liangcai secretly shouted in his heart: How dare you brag. Can you come and go freely in Shaolin Temple? Pooh! Are you worthy of being such a bear? If you have the guts, let's go to Songshan Mountain, and you can open my eyes by breaking into the Shaolin sect. I'm afraid I'll scare you out of your wits on the spot. Damn it, you can tell lies, but I can't?
He raised his head, beat his chest, and shouted loudly: "There's nothing good about the person named Wei. He's just not afraid of death and dares to risk his life. Let alone Jiangnan One Sword, even Jiangnan Ten Swords, we don't take it seriously. If he dares to come, follow him with the white knife in and the red knife out."
"Venerable Wei is very courageous and very good." Elder Xu said calmly.
Wei Liangcai was startled, blinked, and then said: "But we didn't come to Jiangnan for a sword competition, right? We can't delay this matter.