There were several tea tables in the lobby. Si Wanjue was waving at Zhao Ganyu with a smile, patted the seat next to him, and signaled Zhao Ganyu to sit next to him.

There are all kinds of antique shelves, and there are various tea cups and tea sets arranged in a row on the shelves, as well as a lot of tea-making things, withered yellow lilies, green purple snail tea leaves, and blue wolfberry...

Everything is everything, there are rough books, bamboo slips made of bamboo, animal skins made of unknown materials, yellowed and old tortoise shells, neatly stacked straw paper, and a roll of coarse cloth...

While observing the surroundings, Zhao Ganyu slowly approached Si Wanjue. He felt that Si Wanjue must be thinking about something to harm him. He was very busy at all walking speeds, but his curious appearance also concealed the way he thought in his heart.

Si Wanjue saw Zhao Ganyu's every move. He said that the two should not have such vigilance since they met, but Zhao Ganyu and Si Wanjue naturally learned this vigilance after living there for a long time.

"What are you doing swaying? I'm asking you to come over, I'm so silly, I haven't heard it yet?" Si Wanjue was a little dissatisfied. He had a sharp and powerful aura in both his eyes and tone, as if he should have done anything he said, and it seemed that he should have completed everything he had told him without doubt.

Zhao Ganyu has just let go of his steps now. He seems to have already put the life and death aside, because he knows that if Si Wanjue wants him to die, he would have died ten thousand times long ago.

"Why? I'm not afraid anymore?" Si Wanjue picked up a teacup and took a sip, with some fun in his eyes.

"Scared." Zhao Ganyu said this briefly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Huh?" Si Wanjue had some confusion in his eyes, and he seemed to be unable to hide his desire to understand, but it was just a simple tone, a tone, a word, and even a stupid person should understand.

"I'm afraid of you, but what's the use of being afraid? Don't you have to face the right change?" Zhao Ganyu answered Si Wanjue with indifferent eyes again with this sentence.

Si Wanjue was a little proud just now, as if he was stimulated by Zhao Ganyu's eyes. He choked for a while, and felt that it would be boring to go around with this kid again.

He stood up straight away, picked up a roll of cloth from the wooden rack beside him, and went flat to Zhao Ganyu.

Zhao Ganyu didn't understand what he was for, nor did he understand why the old monster in front of him kept looking for him again and again.

Si Wanjue seemed to have seen through Zhao Ganyu's thoughts, sat next to Zhao Ganyu, and spoke slowly.

"You may be a little confused. Why is this old man on Guroni Island only looking for you, right?"

Zhao Ganyu looked at him and did not reply.

"Some things should be told to you." Si Wanjue poured the tea on the table on the roll of cloth. The cloth was gradually soaked with water, and the wet side showed some patterns. If it were just some patterns, there would be no clue.

Si Wanjue picked up another roll of cloth and covered the roll of cloth. He made the same move as he had just done and kept pouring tea on the cloth.

The cloth has been soaked, and some characters appear on it, like a nautical treasure map.

Zhao Ganyu felt that this kind of picture looked familiar, even a little familiar.

At that time, he and Si Wanjue stood on Wuwang Peak and looked down when they were leisurely, and the terrain on Guroni Island was very consistent with this map.

Si Wanjue showed a hint of surprise when he saw Zhao Ganyu, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper, as if he felt like a fish had taken the bait.

"This is a treasure map!" Zhao Ganyu said something shocking.

Si Wanjue didn't feel any surprise, because in his opinion, everyone who came to this Guroni Island came for this treasure.

"Can we talk well now?" Si Wanjue said to Zhao Ganyu with a smile.

"What do you need?" Zhao Ganyu frowned and looked at Si Wanjue.

He couldn't think of what Si Wanjue was pursuing, because he couldn't see through this old man who killed without blinking. When could this old man sit down and talk about things calmly? What exactly is it worth his attention?

"I need you to become stronger." Si Wanjue just said this sentence simply.

Although Zhao Ganyu didn't believe it, he still asked in confusion: "Do I need to become stronger?"

"Maybe you won't believe it, but this is the truth." Si Wanjue rolled up the two pieces of cloth again and placed it on the ordinary wooden shelf, which seemed to be doing something extraordinary.

Zhao Ganyu just saw that there were eight places for the treasure, and Ruan Qifeng's purpose was also eight places. However, Zhao Ganyu felt that there was no treasure in the tomb last time, and he seemed to remember something.

That wooden box?

Could it be that he wants me to become stronger and help him to go to the Holy Court to seize the wooden box?

No, Zhao Ganyu believes that this matter is logically unreasonable.

"I will do whatever you think, but I have said before that I want to accept you as my disciple, right?" Si Wanjue looked at Zhao Ganyu with a smile.

"Well, I refused." Zhao Ganyu's expression was very plain, and the emotions on his face were not fluctuating.

"Reject it, yes, you refused before, but I didn't take back this condition." Si Wanjue's smile became even more intense, and then he continued under Zhao Ganyu's puzzled gaze:

"Haha, I figured it out later. I can ignore your thoughts. As long as you accept you as my disciple, you have all my skills. No matter whether you want you to be my disciple or not."

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Zhao Ganyu was speechless, but this was indeed the case.

Zhao Ganyu could not refute this reason for a moment. Zhao Ganyu shook his head and said, "Old monster, I will not worship you as my teacher."

"Haha, won't it? I think you will be there soon." Si Wanjue's wrinkles became pleated with his smile, as if he looked extremely confident now.

"No." Zhao Ganyu seemed to have thought of something, but he still shook his head firmly at Si Wanjue.

"Is that so? Your friends can't bear to part with you. If they leave you and go to another world, you say..."

"Okay, I promise you." Zhao Ganyu gritted his teeth, picked up the tea that Si Wanjue drank, and brewed it in a kettle.

Zhao Ganyu knelt down to Si Wanjue, kowtowed three times, and then poured tea for the leisurely and proud old man Zihai.

Si Wanjue smiled and finished the cup of tea with great pride. He crossed his legs and looked particularly enjoyable.
Chapter completed!