"Thank you, Iron Master." Mu Feng quickly thanked him.

"Get out."

Knife Hall, Qi Chen’s Taoist temple.

"Teacher, our temple is too deserted, why don't we call some students too?" Mu Feng said when he saw the drunk teacher Qi Chen.

"What are your ideas? Don't think I don't know about the teacher." Qi Chen narrowed his drunken eyes and said, "I don't object to recruiting people, but you have already decided. I may hand over it at any time. Then, don't harm others."

"Is the teacher willing to hand over such a good temple?"

"What do I have to bear to leave?" Qi Chen smiled melancholy, "If I hand over this place, I will be free. I can leave this place and find a place where no one knows me, and I will just live this life."

"The teacher is less than fifty years old and is in his prime. How can he say he is a life of rest?" Mu Feng said.

"You kid, you are asking about your teacher, right?" Qi Chen smiled. How could he not hear Mu Feng's purpose?

"Or it's still old, it's still impossible to hide it from the teacher's eyes."

"Don't ask, it's not good for you to know. I don't want my generation to continue to your generation," Qi Chen said.

"The teacher is broad-minded and noble, but you are willing to use your life to resolve grievances, but others may not be willing to accept it." Mu Feng said.
Chapter completed!