The man named Gongshu Muqiong sat opposite the boy, Li Changwen added a new wine cup and hid in a corner of the house, treating himself as a dead person and not getting involved. But he had to look at these two people a few more times.

A boy is like white jade, and a man is like a famous sword.

He felt ashamed of himself.

Gongshu Muqiong was covered with black steel armor, wrapped in sable fur, and his black hair with snowflakes scattered and half covered his face. His face was as sharp as a knife, and a cold light flowed in his slightly narrowed eyes. He looked at the boy silently, turning a cyan ring on his thumb, and his backpack was placed on the table. The dark brown leather backpack revealed the handle of a pair of swords, the sword was five feet long and the sword was as wide as a palm. From the moment he was opposite the boy, the pair of swords kept ringing.

The roar of dragons and tigers sounded like roaring, shaking, making the table legs shifted.

"Can you tell them to stop calling?" said the boy, "I have no ill intentions."

"They are not yelling because of me, but because of you." Gongshu Muqiong swept his fingers across the hilt of the sword.

"Until now, I can say that I am still a person who is indifferent to the world." The young man sighed, "But the teacher has ordered me to guard the place and not let anyone go."

"You mean you are afraid?" Gongshu Muqiong sneered.

"No, but I don't want to die. I still have many wishes. I want to live until my dream comes true." The boy said, "I know you also have many wishes. Is it worth it to die in this small town with an unparalleled person like you?"

"It seems you're very sure to kill me?"

"No, but if you can't kill me, when my teacher takes action, you will have no way out because I know how far I am from the teacher."

"How far?"

"It's like the difference between a yellow fruit tree and a stream." The young man laughed, "Mr. Gongshu, do you know the yellow fruit tree? The yellow fruit tree is a large waterfall in the Beimian Mountains. People who have visited said that it is hundreds of feet above the ground and hundreds of feet wide. It leaks straight down from the two mountains, like hundreds of white dragons spitting water. It's still a hundred feet away from the waterfall. You will feel like you are in a storm. From a distance, there is always a long rainbow on the water surface. And the stream," he got up, carried a pot and poured wine for the wine cup opposite him, and the clear stream, "This is my stream."

A slight heat and aroma of wine appeared in the wine cup. The cold wine became warm at the moment of pouring the wine. The boy drank it all in one gulp.

"I came in to see you drink." Gongshu Muqiong looked back,

"Let's play chess?" the boy suddenly said, "I like playing chess very much."

Gongshu Muqiong's eyes were slightly a little, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were bulging like snakes. Even someone like Li Changwen who had never held the hilt in his life could see that he was angry by the boy's careless words.

"The mountains are a small town with regular gambling games, and everyone here is gambler. I'll bet with you too." The boy seemed to have no idea at all and continued.

"What are you betting on?" Gongshu Muqiong leaned forward slightly, like a prelude to a leopard attack.

"The world."

"The world?" Gongshu Mu Qiong was stunned.

"Didn't the Mozhe have always claimed to be protecting the world for many years?"

Gongshu Muqiong nodded.

"I heard that Mr. Gongshu is determined to innovate among the many Mexicans, and insists on recruiting more members to stop the war and protect the world with peace?"
Chapter completed!