At this moment, the old man with purple hair suddenly had a glimmer of his eyes.

From those narrow and long eyes, Zhao Ganyu clearly noticed the murderous intent that could threaten his life. He could hear the thumping sound very clearly. He had never been so nervous before. If the old man in front of him had to be compared to an animal, Zhao Ganyu would dodge without hesitation. He was like a snake, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Stop pretending, I don't want to kill you yet."

"Oh! Thank you." Zhao Ganyu was obviously relieved and patted the gray on his body. Then when he heard the old man's words, he shook his whole body, and then he was a little stunned. He felt that he was really owed.

"But I didn't say that if I won't kill you in the future, I'll just save your life for the time being." The old man with purple hair looked very kind and had an extremely gentle tone, as if he was talking about something that was just ordinary.

"Hehe... Thank you... Hehe..." Zhao Ganyu smiled awkwardly at this moment.

"Don't be polite, doctors are kind." The old man with purple hair smiled even more hypocritical than Zhao Ganyu.

Doctors are kind-hearted? Could it be that this old man is a doctor who went astray?

"Boy, come here." The old man with purple hair waved to Zhao Ganyu.

Zhao Ganyu knew that the old man with purple hair wanted to deal with him and torture him, and he was unwilling to go there when he was beaten to death.

"Hmph!" The old man with purple hair squirted his nose and held up his hands up as if a martial arts master was exercising his skills. He grabbed his palms and pulled them. It seemed that a vortex-like force flowed in his palm. Zhao Ganyu suddenly seemed to be sucked by something, and was held firmly by the old man with a smile.

"It's okay after eating so many holy fruits. I really don't know what to say about you. Others call me an old monster. I think I should be called a monster!"

The old man with purple hair was not angry either and handed a pot of holy fruit beside him to Zhao Ganyu.

"eat!"

In fact, Si Wanjue didn't know that Zhao Ganyu was the king of the Guroni Empire, nor did he know the secret of the Guroni Empire. So he just felt that Zhao Ganyu was a little special and wanted to study how many holy fruits Zhao Ganyu could eat.

"Don't be polite, come on, eat!" Si Wanjue was very polite, lifted purple hair behind him, picked up a holy fruit and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"I'm full..." Zhao Ganyu was speechless. The holy fruit was indeed delicious, but he obviously realized that his stomach was a little saturated.

When Si Wanjue saw that Zhao Ganyu dared to disobey his invitation, his face immediately darkened.

"Do you eat?"

Seeing that the old man with purple haired face was long and long, Zhao Ganyu instantly knew that this matter could not be refused.

"I...I eat...I eat..."

He picked up a holy fruit and never ate it very quickly like before. He felt that this might continue and that it would be best to be able to be digested.

"Boy, do you know martial arts?"

When the old man with purple hair suddenly asked this, Zhao Ganyu was stunned at first, then shook his head.

"Hmph!"

The old man with purple hair smiled. He smiled extremely sinisterly at this time. Zhao Ganyu had an illusion that it seemed that the old man could only smile like this. "Do you want to learn kung fu?"

Zhao Ganyu hesitated for a moment, decided to tell the truth, nodded and said, "I want to..."

"I want to? Haha, then I'll become a disciple..."

The old man with purple hair smiled very happily, but Zhao Ganyu felt it became more and more strange. He had shouted to fight and kill before, but now after a sudden change, Zhao Ganyu always felt that this old man was weird.

Logically speaking, the old man wanted to accept disciples. He had the ability. He was so old that he should have taught many disciples, but now he has not even one disciple.

Another point is that the old man has a strange temperament. He has watched some TV series before, and many people will lose their freedom once they join any sect.

This old man's skills are the top-notch skills Zhao Ganyu has ever seen.

Under the eyes of the old man with purple hair, Zhao Ganyu thought this matter was a bit strange and he couldn't say it.

But when he saw the old man's expectation, just like the blonde girl expecting him to eat the holy fruit at that time, the two looked very similar.

"No, I'll worship." When Zhao Ganyu finished speaking, the old man with purple hair seemed to have thought of this possibility, but his expression was still a little shocked.

"Why?" Although the old man with purple hair knew that there was such a possibility, he believed that Zhao Ganyu should have no reason to refuse. He had this proud martial arts and believed that Zhao Ganyu should seriously consider becoming his apprentice, but why should he refuse now? Did he know?

Zhao Ganyu hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth.

"I was thinking, you were just shouting and beating and killing me, but now you want to recognize me as your apprentice. I think..."

"What do you think?" The old man with purple hair spoke very plainly, and there was no emotion on his face.

"I think it's weird." Zhao Ganyu felt that it was possible to hide it from the old man with purple hair, but it would also anger the old man. It would be angering him if he didn't say it, and it would be angering him. It would be better to say it out loud.

"Hahaha!" The old man with purple hair raised his head and laughed arrogantly, "Others say that I am cold and have both good and evil personality. Could it be that you think so?"

Zhao Ganyu nodded, but shook his head again.

"There are many things in the world that cannot be explained clearly, are you right?" The old man with purple hair stood up from the rock, came to the edge of the cliff, looked down from above, carried his hands on his back, and handed him behind Zhao Ganyu.

If someone who is interested in harming him just needs to push him so gently, the old purple-haired man will fall from the hopeless peak, which is 100 meters high.

However, Zhao Ganyu did not do this. He came to the side of the old man with purple hair and stood side by side with him from top to bottom to observe the mountains and terrain on the Guroni Island.

The terrain on Guroni Island is indeed vast. The area on Guroni Island is larger than the total of the eight surrounding islands. A large part of the places are covered by clouds and fog, so it is impossible to see clearly.

"The more beautiful things in the world are, the more ugly they are. They all hide the ugly part." The purple-haired old man picked up a weed that looked like frost, and his eyes suddenly became extremely serious, as if he could feel the indescribable feelings from his eyes.

"Do you have the feelings for a weed?" Zhao Ganyu asked curiously.

The old man with purple hair raised his head when he heard the sound, looked at Zhao Ganyu's eyes carefully, and looked at him for a long time before he laughed strangely, and slowly said, "This is a kind of grass, and you should be very familiar with its name."

"It..." Zhao Ganyu asked, but he still didn't ask.
Chapter completed!