Hearing Sword Saint's words, everyone couldn't help but nod.
Only Si Jianming himself could explain the relationship between him and the Demon Sect.
There was no point in speculating here.
Thinking of this, Wang Ye nodded.
He looked at Sword Saint and said, "Lord Sword Saint, did you come to Jinling for the peerless martial arts on the Cold Mountain Temple's stone tablet?"
As soon as he said this, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they all looked at the Sword Saint.
They all wanted to know why the Sword Saint had appeared in Jinling.
"Yes …"
Sword Saint smiled at Wang Ye's question, "Not really …"
As soon as he said this, everyone was confused.
What was the difference between Sword Saint's answer and not answering?
"So is it true or not?"
A 'Ji asked at this moment.
"You little bastard!"
Hearing A 'Ji's words, Wang Ye raised his hand and slapped A' Ji's head. "How can you talk to Sir Sword Saint like that?"
"That whatever Saint has to make things clear, right?"
Agy looked at Wang Ye and said, "Yes or no, isn't it the same as not answering?"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, the Sword Saint smiled and said, "This little brother is quite straightforward. Since that's the case, this old man will explain it to you."
"I'm here for the Cold Mountain Temple's stone tablet …"
"But I'm not here to learn martial arts …"
At this point, he looked up and swept his gaze across everyone present.
At the same time, he leisurely said, "The matter of my adopted son Mu Qian Shan, I'm sure Ming 'er has already told you, right?"
Mu Qianshan!
As soon as he said this, everyone present came to a sudden realization.
Mu Qianshan hated Sword Saint for abandoning him, so he practiced Xie Wang's Thirteen Swords to seek revenge on Sword Saint.
He had already mastered the first six swords, but he had to leave because Xie Wang's scroll was destroyed.
If the stone tablet was as the Pugilistic World's guest said.
If the sword dance was really Xie Wang's Thirteen Swords, Mu Qianshan would definitely take action!
Sword Saint's purpose in coming to Jinling was clear.
"So you're here for Mu Qianshan?!"
At this moment, Bai Luhan said.
"That's right!"
The Sword Saint nodded and said, "Although I had no choice back then, abandoning Qianshan is a fact …"
"This child traveled the Pugilistic World to practice Xie Wang's Thirteen Swords. I can't let him go down the wrong path.
"I wanted to ask Ming 'er to persuade him to come back, but you all know what happened.
"Now that the sword dance on the Cold Mountain Temple's stone tablet has appeared, he will definitely come to study it. I'm here to put an end to this matter."
Sword Saint sighed as he spoke.
"Sword Saint senior is indeed wise!"
Upon hearing the Sword Saint's words, Bai Luhan said, "I'm willing to lend a hand in this matter!"
In order to impress Sword Saint and leave a good impression, Bai Luhan was going all out.
"You motherf * cker, stop!"
Wang Ye said, "Then I don't have to work in the shop anymore?" Bai Luhan said.
"Besides, with your mediocre skills, it'll be good enough if you don't cause trouble!"
"If you lend a helping hand, Lord Sword Saint might have to turn around and protect you."
Wang Ye rolled his eyes and a look of disdain appeared on his face.
"Old money grubber!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Bai Luhan glared at him and said.
"Hahahaha …"
Seeing the scene before him, the Sword Saint laughed and said, "The shopkeeper is right. Miss Bai, your martial arts are still lacking. You are far inferior to this waiter. It's better that you don't interfere …"
"Besides, you have to make the decision on your own. It's useless to please an old man like me!"
Hearing this, Bai Luhan's face instantly flushed red.
She didn't think that her little thoughts would be seen through by the Sword Saint at a glance.
Sword Saint smiled at Bai Luhan's blushing face.
He turned to look at Wang Ye and said, "Shopkeeper, can I stay now?"
"Yes!"
Hearing Sword Saint's words, Wang Ye quickly said, "That's great, I'll send someone to bring you to your room!"
Wang Ye kicked Agy's butt and said, "What are you waiting for?
Hurry up and bring Sword Saint to the guest room upstairs. "
"Got it!"
Agy replied lazily after being kicked by Wang Ye. He then led Sword Saint to the second floor.
…
In the evening, Drunken Immortal Restaurant was closed.
There were four dishes and a soup on the dining table. It didn't look any different from usual.
"Old money grubber, I'll kill you!"
Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, A 'Ji said, "Forget about the usual four dishes and one soup …"
"Sword Saint is famous in Jianghu. Don't you think it's too much to ask for four dishes and one soup?"
A 'Ji had a displeased look on his face.
"You little bastard!"
Hearing A 'Ji's words, Wang Ye said, "Didn't you see that the amount of food has increased?"
"I've cut five kilograms of mutton, and there's also the stir-fried vegetables and steamed buns. Aren't there more than usual?"
"Besides, how can one more dish compare to increasing the amount of food?"
Wang Ye said it as a matter of fact.
Once he said that, A 'Ji's eyes widened.
He looked at Wang Ye and gave him a thumbs up. "Good, you old money grubber, that's what you do!"
"When a big shot stays in an inn, they at least serve four cold dishes, four hot dishes, and a hot soup …"
"You, on the other hand, served four dishes and even increased the amount. I don't think there's another stingy innkeeper in Jinling City who's more stingy than you!"
"What do you know? Do you think I'm stingy?"
Wang Ye said, "Sword Saint left Jianghu a long time ago and doesn't care about fame and fortune. You're serving four cold dishes, four hot dishes, eight hot dishes, and one soup. Isn't that an insult to Senior Sword Saint's indifference and aloofness?"
"The reason I'm doing this is so that Lord Sword Saint can eat his fill while keeping himself aloof from fame and fortune. What do you know?!"
A 'Ji rolled his eyes when he heard that.
He looked at Wang Ye and said, "Old money grubber, I think it's a waste of your talent to be an innkeeper …"
"You're so stingy …"
"You're so good at talking nonsense. If you studied for two more years, you could've been the top scorer in the capital!"
"You're the only one with so many murals!"
Hearing A 'Ji's words, Wang Ye raised his hand and slapped A' Ji's head. "Go call Daoist Zhang and Sir Sword Saint to eat!"
"Got it."
A 'Ji rolled his eyes after being hit by Wang Ye and Wang Ye. He turned around and walked towards the second floor.
Bang! Bang!
At that moment, someone knocked on the door.