Wuxia: I Created the Strongest Organization, the Qinglong Club

　　A middle-aged man who looked like a private school teacher stood in front of them as if to reprimand them.

　　Wen Renjie walked over quietly and stood aside.

　　Take a look at the profile of this middle-aged man.

　　[Name: Mu Haodang (loose person, private school teacher)

　　Cultivation method: Flying Fish in Jinyi (Deficiency Level)

　　Realm: Mingyi mid-term

　　Jane: I used to be the commander of Jinyiwei, and I was upright all my life.

　　Zeng Feichen's spiritual mentor.

　　He was continuously persecuted for exposing Zhang Shi's evil deeds.

　　Later, he was rescued by Zeng Feichen, Nie Yingwei and Yue Ling, and he became a private school Mr.

　　In Zeng Feichen's small village, he took care of the adopted orphans and beggars around him.

　　The orphans he trained have become his eyeliners, and they have been inquiring about all kinds of news for Zeng Feichen and the others, becoming his "eyes". 】

　　Another master of the realm of clarity.

　　The people who were interacting with were all masters, and Wen Renjie was a little confused.

　　If it weren't for his previous travel experience telling him, the realm of most young heroes or people in the world is the inner breath.

　　Wen Renjie almost thought that the master of the Mingyi realm was Chinese cabbage.

　　Is this Zeng Feichen's master?

　　It looks majestic and full, not like a private school teacher at all!

　　But thinking that he used to be the commander of Jin Yiwei, Wen Renjie was relieved.

　　Zeng Feichen didn't seem to care about Wen Renjie's arrival.

　　Just looking at Mu Haodang.

　　Wen Renjie did not speak for the time being, to see what Mu Haodang was going to do.

　　Pfft!

　　A child wandered for a long time and fell to the ground.

　　But no one moved.

　　"Master! It's obviously the three cattle who stole your glutinous rice soup, why should we be punished!"

　　"That's right! It's noon, we're so hungry!"

　　The eldest child opened his mouth, and the other children started booing.

　　"Humph!"

　　Mu Haodang just hummed lightly, and they immediately became honest.

　　"Teacher, they are still young and can't stand such punishment."

　　After all, Zeng Feichen was still soft-hearted and pleaded for his younger brothers and sisters.

　　"Small?"

　　Mu Haodang chuckled, "Sanniu, have two moves with your senior brother. If you can survive ten breaths, then forget about it."

　　"real?!"

　　Hearing this, the thin boy who was lying on the ground suddenly bounced up.

　　Wen Renjie narrowed his eyes and glanced at these young girls.

　　It turns out that they are all mid-game fighters!

　　Meow!

　　This is what the system said, the orphans and beggars that Mu Haodang adopted?

　　To know that the realm of martial arts is easy to achieve.

　　But not everyone can achieve it.

　　The so-called tactical attack, even if one or two martial arts moves can be called tactical attack.

　　But this can only be called the beginning.

　　Once entering the mid-term, the proficiency of martial artists in martial arts moves will be greatly improved.

　　Three or five people can't get close.

　　And when the technical attack is at the limit, it is really not a problem to hit ten.

　　It can be said that every martial artist who has cultivated to the great perfection of martial arts has a martial art in his hand that has been practiced to the point of being superb.

　　If you go further, from the outside to the inside.

　　Once you have developed your inner strength, that is another level.

　　Even the people in the rivers and lakes don't care.

　　These ten orphans are all mid-stage fighters who are proficient in a martial art. This is an exaggeration.

　　Let's look at Zeng Feichen, who is more than blue and better than blue.

　　Wen Renjie felt that Mu Haodang was really not a simple character.

　　As for the learning process, there is nothing to say.

　　Zeng Feichen remembered that these younger brothers and sisters were still young.

　　Just let the water out, and let the three cows last for ten breaths.

　　Watching these children happily run to cook.

　　Mu Haodang didn't care either.

　　"Everyone has come to the door, you haven't made up your mind yet?".

Chapter 10

　　"I haven't said it yet, Master, you already know?"

　　Zeng Feichen glanced at Wen Renjie and followed Mu Haodang for a walk in the small village.

　　And Wen Renjie followed closely.

　　"You kid was brought up by me, how can I still know what you think?"

　　"Master, do you know that I have something to call you?"

　　Mu Haodang cast a glance at Wen Renjie, who was following behind, and did not shy away at all.

　　"I can receive more news than you, and it is much faster."

　　Mu Haodang showed the white paper fan in his hand and looked at Zeng Feichen with a decadent look.

　　"Every time you come, I say the same thing. If you talk too much, it will be useless."

　　"It's up to you to decide whether to do it or not."

　　"Master, you..."

　　Mu Hao swung his fan and clicked on Wen Renjie behind him.

　　"It's okay, you won't come to me, if you come to me, you won't say anything even if something happens, and it's even more exceptional if someone comes!"

　　Mu Haodang led the two of them slowly to under a big tree and sat in the shade.

　　"I have received news from Nie Yingwei. He has found out that the gold was stolen by Zhang Shi's people."

　　Hearing this, Wen Renjie's heartbeat suddenly slowed for half a beat.

　　Unexpectedly, Nie Yingwei, who came to ask Zeng Feichen for help, had already figured out who robbed the gold.

　　Then why did he still ask for help?

　　And Zeng Feichen clenched his fists instantly when he heard the name Zhang Shi.

　　This big traitor in the court, not only caused his family to be destroyed, but also became a wanted criminal.

　　It also forced his master to resign.

　　They are enemies of the two!

　　But this chapter scholar has a high status and is protected by experts around him, so they have no chance to take revenge.

　　Even if he knew that the gold was robbed by his people.

　　But without evidence, who would dare to directly say that he did it?

　　It is not bad to be able to steal the gold back, and it can be regarded as completing the task of His Majesty the Emperor.

　　"Master...I haven't made a decision yet..."

　　"Eh! You can't say that."

　　Mu Haodang pointed at Wen Renjie: "If you come to me, then you have already made a decision, don't you bring everyone?"

　　"I..." Zeng Feichen's expression was still hesitant.

　　"Get up wherever you fall!" Mu Haodang shouted softly.

　　In the shed in the distance, the "orphans" who were cooking heard the crisp sound of laughter.

　　It made Zeng Feichen even more absent-minded.

　　If Yueling hadn't died, their children should be this old too, right?

　　Mu Haodang shook his fan gently and spoke slowly.

　　"Feichen, do you know? To be a good person requires a lifetime of practice."

　　"And to be a bad person, you only need a thought!"