
The expert finally declared wanting to be Mao Yu's guest. The expert walked after Mao Yu to one of the tiny houses he occupied as a disciple in the Silver Lion Sect.
An expert is a very old man. If we put her in a nursing home, she's very deserving to be accepted as a permanent member of a parlour.
His thin body looks very frail with long hair tied neatly.
In a chair the expert introduces himself.
“I Lei Teng, a free traveler. Not tied to any party.”
“Mao Yu, disciple of this sect.” Mao Yu took her seat.
Lei Teng though wary he still felt calm. As far as if unwanted things happen. He still felt confident that his cultivation could overcome any bad possibilities that befell him.
After all this sect dropped to the lowest level with extremely weak power potential. Not to underestimate, he was just reading the situation.
“Start tomorrow your task is to sweep the sect grounds, take care of the garden and the building. Anyway make the sect look beautiful.” Mao Yu said casually.
Lei Teng felt the veins on his forehead twitch. How can a true expert accept the fate of being a gardener just for visiting someone's home.
He was eager to blow up the brat in front of him with his breath spouting from his nose.
“There is no other option for you old man.” Mao Yu immediately chimed in before even Lei Teng wanted to muntab.
Even Lei Teng was still confused by himself.
Every insult that befalls him. Always be crushed instantly, even before the penista completes his sentence.
Somehow this time he let the unpleasant treatment that befell him. A kind of intuition from within his soul seemed to tolerate.
Even he had so far voluntarily followed the will of the young man sitting across the table.
“Why should I do it, am I not a guest for you.” Lei Teng found the defense sentence. He was a little interested in serving the game of Mao Yu.
Mao Yu smiled and shook her head.
“Old Pak, You are old. Just stay here... Let's just say it's a retirement experiment. Especially what retired people do besides doing household chores.”
“I'm not planning on retiring yet. Unfortunately, there are still many activities that I have to do.” Lei Teng interrupted.
“Sweep, sickle and all garden care equipment are in the corner there.” Mao Yu pointed at the set of equipment with eye code.
“You are looking for a substitute for daily duties as a student, transfer all your duties to me.” Lei Teng's eyes glowed.
“Okey good night. My body aches, I want to sleep first. You sleep or not... Find your cots for yourself.”
Soft fur is not there in exchange. Mao Yu hugged Little Kong then immediately fell asleep.
Lei Teng did not move from his seat.
He saw Mao Yu the very ordinary young man sleeping with the little monkey as his bolster. His eyes were trying to pierce through the depths of Mao Yu.
He detected nothing but that Mao Yu was an ordinary mortal youth.
He's reviewing back. How he carried out a one-sided massacre on the disciples of the Earth Sword Sect. And how to approach her without her detection in the slightest. And the last one is why I keep getting into his game.
It's magic? Seems not. Even to bewitch a person at the Lei Teng level must be a very elite cultivator. While this young man is nothing special.
The curiosity of the mystery, which caused Lei Teng to follow the groove.
Lei Teng closed his eyes, he immersed himself in his grand dao.
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While Zen Li is tonight he is not sleeping.
The slightly silvery light had managed to light him very weakly in his palm.
He had successfully developed the sect's main method.
He was overjoyed, he continued to continue cultivation. He wanted to be strong immediately, really his aspirations of being a competent cultivator were very pursued and and strived with all his might.
This night is very quiet with a full moon very full. The light bounces off to the surface of the lake. Projecting a silvery sheen across the vast lake.
If enjoyed, this is a very beautiful sight.
The surface of the lake is like a crystal mirror that sparkles charming until dawn which is greeted by the rising of the sun.
“Old Sister, wake up early in the morning.”.
Lei Teng gasped, he had too far immersed himself in his cultivation. In the umpteenth of a long time he had a very hard time entering the fashion that he had just.
Unfortunately Mao Yu's voice damaged his condition. If this was a closed seclusion, the moment he woke up would have guaranteed a real improvement on his cultivation progress.
Not yet had time to feel angry to muntab his anger. Mao Yu thrust a broom at Lei Teng. Then with a very classic body stretch as one wakes up, Mao Yu walks out of his cabin
Lei Teng “ ... “
He was dazed with the broom that was in his grasp.