1045: 354.
The old man is over 70, and you two youngsters really have no conscience!_3 1045: 354.
The old man is over 70, and you two youngsters really have no conscience!_3 “I understand…”
Sister Pogranate nodded her head.
Just as Bull Bull had started to heave a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw Sister Pogranate pull out her phone from her pocket as if by magic.
The screen showed that the call had been ongoing for several minutes, and the person she had dialed was none other than their grandfather.
At that mont, Bull Bull’s expression beca incredibly animated, his eyes clearly flashing the words “you’re betraying ,” transforming into a rising rage, but before he could explode, a robust voice ca through the phone:
“Niu Xiaochuan!
Get your ass back here!
And you, Niu Pogranate!
You too, get back here and explain what this real and fake ss is all about?
What’s all this nonsense about Shadow Sect ninja masters?
Have you two been getting into mischief out there?
And another thing!
Who is this ‘Ambo’ girl?
Did my grandson find himself a foreign bride?”
“Damn it…”
Bull Bull covered his eyes in agony.
He saw his sister with a wicked smile on her face, ready to hang up the phone, but a surge of boldness took over Bull Bull, and he snatched the phone to shout back:
“Grandpa!
I am reporting, my sister has a boyfriend!
And she’s planning to visit him while delivering Mid-Autumn Festival goodies to our uncles and aunts.
What’s this?
This is eting internet friends offline!
This is breaking the rules!
Our family is so conservative, please take care of her quickly!”
“What?”
The voice on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback by the explosive news, while Sister Pogranate’s face darkened with an expression that read, “You’re dead at, not even the King of Hell can save you now,” but Bull Bull was not the slightest bit intimidated.
He raised an eyebrow in a “co at , try to do harm” expression.
However, Grandpa Niu’s next words broke down both his grandchildren’s defenses at once.
The old man raised his voice a few notches, sounding overjoyed as he exclaid:
“Little Pogranate has a boyfriend now?
Excellent!
Wonderful news!
I was worried that our Niu family’s fierce tigress would never get married in her lifeti, lanting that I had raised her more like a boy when she was young.
I never imagined she would actually et her destined Wu Song.
Excellent, excellent!
We’ll have a feast today!
You two hurry back, so we three generations can have a good drink together.”
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In the end, Sister Pogranate still didn’t tell Grandpa about the Real Different World.
It wasn’t because she had been persuaded by Bull Bull, but because the old man kept asking about this and that, repeatedly toasting to find out news about the “new son-in-law,” which annoyed Sister Pogranate to the point where she almost smashed the table and cut off their grandparent-grandchild relationship.
By the end of the al, only Bull Bull was left to keep company.
Luckily, Bull Bull was sowhat clever, claiming that he was puzzled about martial arts studies and wanted to follow a truly capable teacher to learn more, a story Grandpa Niu didn’t buy at all.
But after watching Bull Bull earnestly beg and even resort to acting coquettishly, the grandfather finally sighed with relief that the family’s dead wood was finally showing signs of life, providing them with a phone number to contact soone.
The circle was neither too small nor too large, and the one with “real skills” as referred to by Grandpa Niu happened to be a PE teacher at a high school just outside the city where Niu Xiaochuan and Sister Pogranate lived.
Once Bull Bull got through on the phone and explained the situation, that “Uncle Li” laughed heartily and agreed right away, even remarking that he had received help from Master Niu in his youth, so this was a way to return the favor.
They agreed to et that very afternoon, and Little Brother Fu, having heard about it, also specially ca over to join in on the fun.
He had never believed those urban legends about martial artists, but because of Sister Pogranate’s influence, he didn’t have a choice but to believe now.
However, when the three young people arrived on ti at the suburban outdoor stall they had agreed upon that evening, they saw a small electric scooter slowly approaching.
The middle-aged man, wearing a safety helt and leaning on a cane, got off the scooter, his limping posture making Bull Bull and Little Brother Fu exchange glances.
This…
This is the person with real skills Grandpa ntioned?
He didn’t seem like it.
Sister Pogranate was much less reserved.
Her not-to-be-ssed-with nature was full of the thought of “knocking over Turner,” so she decided to test the waters.
During introductions, she threw out the “little combo” she had just learned, Spirit Machine Slash with a throat-cutting motion, though she reduced her strength and speed so as not to really hurt anyone.
It was too late for Bull Bull to warn her, but with a snap, Sister Pogranate’s clasped fingers were stopped by a pair of chopsticks that “Teacher Li” had just unfastened, positioned right in front of her throat.
Steadily resolute, like a rock blocking the stream without moving even an inch.
The gentle face, usually filled with kindness from teaching, now assud a playful expression.
The chopsticks in his hand flicked up as if they were a short sword being thrust forward, breaking through Sister Pogranate’s finger defense in two or three moves, and gently touched her slender neck.
They separated as quickly as they had t, like a dragonfly skimming water, with perfect precision.
He retracted the chopsticks and casually picked up a broad bean and tossed it into his mouth, still smiling genially, but now he seed to have an air of taking everything in stride, light as a feather and with effortless grace.
Not only were Sister Pogranate and Bull Bull convinced.
Even Little Brother Fu, who had not realized what had happened before the quick exchange was over, had his eyes light up.
Shit!
All the urban legends are true!
In this era, there indeed are hidden martial artists living among the ordinary people!
This ordinary-looking guy indeed has genuine skills!
Hey, they approached the right person this ti.
Now all that’s left is to persuade this middle-aged man, probably in his forties, to accept the world view of “Real Different World” and then join the ga.
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