Wu Ling and Huang Xindai were about to follow him, but Zhang Jinsong said, "I'm not calling you, I'll go in and you guys wait."

Wu Ling then realized that her godfather had something to say to his two successors. She and Huang Xindai should be considered outsiders in terms of this and are not suitable for listening. She has no objection to this. Each skill has its own inheritance and rules. Without rules, it cannot be a square one. Not to mention that she is just a goddaughter, even if she is a biological daughter, she cannot make an exception in the face of inheritance.

Zhang Jinsong followed Wu Changshun tightly, while Wu Yun followed Zhang Jinsong, entered the bedroom on the left under the gaze of Wu Ling and Huang Xindai, and closed the door.

"Kneel down." Wu Changshun turned his back to Zhang Jinsong and Wu Yun, and his tone was a little heavy.

Zhang Jinsong thought that his master would be scolding him for a few words, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, so he turned his head to look at Wu Yun. Wu Yun knelt down without thinking, as he said. He stopped hesitating and knelt down, kneeling in a row with Wu Yun, with a bit of worshiping the world.

Wu Changshun turned around and looked at the young man and woman kneeling side by side in front of him, and felt that she was quite a match. Unfortunately, the two were not a pair.

"Is there anything to say?" Wu Changshun asked faintly with his eyes passing by Zhang Jinsong and Wu Yun's face.

"No." Wu Yun and Zhang Jinsong answered almost in unison.

Wu Changshun had no expression on his face, and he did not ask Zhang Jinsong and Wu Yun to stand up. After a few seconds, he slowly said: "Get up."

Zhang Jinsong and Wu Yun looked at each other, but didn't say anything more, and stood up silently. Wu Changshun didn't ask questions and waved his hand to Zhang Jinsong directly: "You go out first."

Zhang Jinsong nodded, and did not introduce Wu Yun's injury. He believed that with his master's skills, he already knew what Wu Yun's injury was, and he must have a corresponding solution. Otherwise, the master would not have been so calm.

Seeing Zhang Jinsong coming out so quickly, Wu Ling and Huang Xindai came to him from left to right, staring at him, and asked, "How is it?"

Zhang Jinsong looked at them, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's not started yet, so there should be no big problem."

Wu Ling was not satisfied with his answer and said, "What do you say about godfather?"

Zhang Jinsong relaxed his expression and said in an extremely calm tone: "I didn't say much, I just scolded us."

Of course he couldn't say the details about kneeling.

Wu Ling knew that she couldn't ask anything, so she glared at Zhang Jinsong fiercely and said with a little anger: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing soon?"

The questioning tastes quite strong. Zhang Jinsong was at fault for it. Of course, he would not be angry because of her questioning. He could only smile and said with a pity: "I just knew it. Besides, this was just an accident, and no one would have thought it would be like this."

"There must be a certain factor in accidents." Wu Ling snorted coldly, glanced at Huang Xindai, and became even more angry, saying, "Don't be so shameless, Yat Yun is ignorant, you are ignorant?"

Zhang Jinsong was a little embarrassed after being scolded by her, so he put away his smile and asked, "What do you mean, am I doing wrong?"

"Then have you done the right thing?" Wu Ling's voice suddenly increased a lot, "Look at what you have done. Are there anyone who does this kind of thing? Are there anyone who does this kind of thing for elders?"

"This matter is not related to Zhang Jinsong's affairs." Huang Xindai took over the conversation, "It's all my fault."

Wu Ling's anger suddenly went to Huang Xindai: "Of course it's all your fault. You are so old, why are you still making trouble like a child?"

Huang Xindai's face looked quite bad, but when she thought of Wu Yun's injury, she still endured it and did not turn back to Wu Ling. After all, the matter had developed to this point, she was still very guilty. When she helped Wu Yun take off her clothes, she was still dissatisfied with Zhang Jinsong's gaze staring at Wu Yun, but now she felt very sorry for Zhang Jinsong.

Seeing Huang Xinde's awkward expression, Zhang Jinsong said: "What's wrong? Teacher Huang and Yatou Yun are truly in love. What's wrong?"

Wu Ling became quite angry at this moment, and she shouted at Zhang Jinsong: "You must go against me today, right?"

Zhang Jinsong said patiently: "Why are you unreasonable?"

"I'm not reasonable? You are guilty." Wu Ling stretched out her hand and pointed at Huang Xindai and sneered: "I feel uncomfortable when I see me talking about your dream lover, right? Do you know what you are!"

"Unreasonable!" Zhang Jinsong's chest was undulating, and he pointed to the bedroom with the closed door on the left, nodded and said, "Yun Yat-tou needs quiet now, I won't argue with you." As he said that, he wanted to enter the bedroom on the right, but seeing Huang Xindai standing still, he stopped again and said to Wu Ling: "You have any objections to me, but don't talk about Teacher Huang. I respect her very much, not what you think."

"What am I thinking? What am I thinking? Humph, how do you know what am I thinking?" Wu Ling's voice lowered a little, but the jealousy smell in her words became stronger.

Zhang Jinsong was so angry that she couldn't hold back her anger. Just as she was about to speak, Huang Xindai looked at him, shook her head at him, and signaled him to bear it. He let out a heavy breath from his nose, really holding it back and didn't say anything.

This scene fell into Wu Ling's eyes, and the powder barrel was completely blown up: "I still said it was not what I thought. If I say one word you can say three words, she will give her a look and you will just listen to her. Oh, Zhang Jinsong, you can do it, you can do it!"

Huang Xindai couldn't help it, frowned and said, "You are so unreasonable. He just got hurt by his hand. How do you love him so much?"

"Can't you help it? Xinde, with our friendship, if you want to fall in love with him, just say it, I'll give it to you!" Wu Ling laughed in anger, "He was injured by his hand, but he was injured, not for me. But he was injured for you, not for me! You have to figure it out, it is for you, not for me!"

Zhang Jinsong knew that Wu Ling's mood would definitely not be good for a while. As the saying goes, there is no good thing, and this matter will only become more and more stiff as it is said. He made a quick decision and went straight to the bedroom on the right, shouting: "Teacher Huang, let's sit here for a while first and let her calm down alone."

Huang Xindai hesitated a little, Wu Ling didn't speak, and looked at Zhang Jinsong with a pale face. Seeing this, Zhang Jinsong stopped calling Huang Xindai and pushed open the door and went in. Huang Xindai thought about it and walked in, but the door was not closed.

Wu Ling looked at the open door hatefully, her stiff face finally began to loosen and tears fell silently.
Chapter completed!