Chapter 87 Lesson!

"Here, take it!"

Ye Wudao took the steamed bun and took a bite.

I almost spit out the first mouthful. What the hell is this, it makes my throat so hard to swallow.

However, Ye Wudao didn't show it, and pretended to relish it, eating it in big gulps.

In fact, they are all swallowed hard.

After a while, the old man wiped his mouth and showed a loving smile, "How is it? It's not bad."

“It’s good to have simple meals.”

"Really?"

"Yeah!" Ye Wudao nodded against his will.

"I devoured my food without tasting anything, so my food was in vain." Mr. Ye had already seen through everything, picked up a cattail leaf fan, and fanned it leisurely.

"Coarse grains have the benefits of coarse grains, and jade food has the refreshing taste of jade food. Just like in this society, low-level people must have it, and elite and high-end talents are also indispensable."

"I'm used to eating big fish and meat. It won't hurt to eat more whole grains."

"My grandson will obey your grandfather's teachings."

"Tell me, what's the matter today?" The old man stood up and sat on a recliner, slowly fell down, closed his eyes, and enjoyed himself.

"Grandpa, something happened to Thirteen." Ye Wudao didn't want to hide it.

There is no way to hide this matter. There are many ancient warriors in the family, and one less person will know about it sooner or later.

Furthermore, Thirteen was personally appointed by the old man to protect Ye Wudao.

Now that he is dead, it is better to confess early.

"Tell me carefully." The old man didn't look moved at all, and his tone was unhurried.

It seems that it is not a big deal, but Mount Tai collapsed in front of me without changing his expression.

Ye Wudao told everything, including Chen Bufan, An Bang, etc...

After saying that, the old man didn't speak for a long time. Ye Wudao became nervous unconsciously and stood motionless, like a statue.

"The dead member of the family, Thirty-Six, must be dead too."

"yes!"

"Since then, I have known this young man Chen Bufan."

On the surface, the old man is indifferent to worldly affairs and takes a back seat. It seems that he has not really given up.

The direction of the family has always been in his hands.

"Thirty-six's death was not unjust. After all, he was the first person to test the truth of the other party. It's normal for accidents to happen."

Mr. Ye's tone changed, his eyes suddenly opened, and his cloudy eyes emitted a strange light.

"But you bear the main responsibility for Shisan's death, and it was also your biggest mistake."

"Yes!" Ye Wudao didn't dare to talk back and admitted with his head lowered.

"The mission has been posted on the dark web for more than half a month, and the pay is not low. The people on the dark list must have done something to Chen Bufan."

"However, he is still alive and well. Doesn't that prove a problem?"

"That young man is very strong!"

"No one in the dark list can do anything to Chen Bufan. If you ask Shisan to take action forcibly, what are you asking for your own death?"

"Is this how you squandered the elite family warriors?"

In the last sentence, the old man's tone was obviously a little serious.

"It's your grandson's fault!" Ye Wudao said regretfully.

"Remember, never let anger and hatred occupy your thoughts, otherwise you will lose yourself and lose your normal sanity."

"The enemy is strong, just bear with it!" The old man knocked on the armrest of the recliner.

"Wait for the opportunity, seize the opportunity, and give the opponent a fatal blow so that he will never recover. This is what a smart person does."

"Head-on confrontation is when the enemy is weak and we are strong. If the enemy is strong and we are weak, we need to be patient."

"The moment you show your sharp teeth, you must turn the other person into prey, a confirmed prey with no chance of escape."

Ye Wudao was deep in thought and stopped talking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need to be secretive in front of me."

"Grandpa, my grandson is afraid that if he endures for too long, his things will become someone else's, and I won't accept it."

"Haha!" The old man sneered, "Then what did you gain by doing this?"

"But if you lose your wife, you will lose your troops!"

"Extremely stupid!"

"Tantai Haoyue is certainly important, but our people are not cabbages. If we say they are damaged, they will be damaged."

"Do you know how difficult it is to train an ancient warrior? Let alone a dead warrior, a dead warrior who will be loyal to the Ye family all his life."

"Everyone is happy to get Tantai Haoyue successfully. If he doesn't get it, the Ye family won't lose anything. They are still the number one family in Su City." The old man stood up and put his hands on his back.

The rickety body makes people feel extremely powerful.

With his back to Ye Wudao, he looked up at the leafy tree.

"Wudao, your thinking is too narrow and too restrictive."

"Sometimes you don't have to use your own strength to deal with a person. Killing someone with a borrowed knife is often the best strategy."

This sentence seemed to wake up Ye Wudao, who bowed slightly and said, "Please give me a clear explanation, grandpa."

"The owner of Moyu Villa must be in the Xiantian realm, right? He is known as the number one master in Su City and is unrivaled."

"Yes! It is said that Master Moyu entered the Xiantian realm ten years ago."

"He can be used as a knife!"

"But..." Ye Wudao opened his mouth.

"You want to say that there is no enmity between him and Chen Bufan, so how can he be used as a swordsman, right?" The old man guessed what his grandson was thinking.

"Um!"

"More than ten years ago, I helped the owner of Moyu Village once. He owes me a huge favor. As long as I, an old man like me, need it, he will try his best to help me."

The old guy has a lot of cards, and he still has this one.

No one in the Ye family knew about this except him.

The old man has no intention of using this favor unless he has to move it out or use it when the family suffers a heavy blow.

It would be a pity to use the favor of a congenital master on trivial matters.

To deal with Chen Bufan, it is neither too big nor too small.

Two dead men of the Ye family died at his hands, and Chen Bufan blocked the future development of the Ye family, so it was not a big loss to use Mo Yu's favor.

Of course, it's not very worthwhile.

In order to teach his grandson a lesson, the old man risked his life.

"Grandpa, my grandson understands." Ye Wudao smiled sincerely.

"Well, I have to keep everything I said today in mind and think about it over and over again."

"Don't make the same mistake twice, otherwise I, an old man, will be very disappointed."

"Grandpa, don't worry, Wu Dao will definitely remember it."

"Go down."

"yes!"

"One final word of advice: Don't be impatient or expose yourself to others, especially if your opponent is too strong. If you expose yourself too early, you may get crazy revenge from your opponent."

This sentence tells Ye Wudao to be the man behind the scenes and hide himself in the dark.

If you are exposed, you will become a target.

If Chen Bufan knew who was behind the scenes and who was trying to kill him behind the scenes, he might be targeting the Ye family.

It is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow.

As a strong ancient martial artist, Chen Bufan is not easy to guard against his hidden arrows.

Even do it directly in the open.

Ye Wudao left, changing from the decadence he had when he first arrived, becoming energetic and holding his head high.

The old man looked at his grandson's back with a smile and nodded with satisfaction.

From the simple conversation between the grandfather and grandson, we can know that this old guy is not simple, and he is a thief if he is too old to die.
Chapter completed!